cold wife

Chapter 180 Ai Baoer took traditional Chinese medicine again (3)
"Are you a woman?" Leng Qing asked back.

Ai Baoer stood up from the chair and looked at him condescendingly: "You don't need to know if I am a woman, if you want to eat, go find the one just now, since President Leng has nothing to say, then I will leave first!"

Leng Qing felt suffocated, watched her get up and go out, sat up quickly, grabbed her wrist, and said in a hoarse voice, as if pleading: "Don't go."

Ai Bao'er felt a little stuck in her heart, and pulled her hand, Leng Qing simply hugged that hand to her chest: "Don't let go, Bao'er, you are so cruel to me, I'm still a sick man now, It's so inhumane for you to treat me like this."

Hearing his domineering and aggrieved voice, Ai Bao'er couldn't help turning her head, and saw him like a shameless lapdog, pulling her arm, refusing to let go.

"Puchi." Ai Baoer smiled helplessly and turned her head.

Leng Qing also grinned.

The sun came in from the window, and it seemed to cast a golden halo on the two of them, so beautiful that people dare not disturb them.

Later, when everything became unmanageable, Ai Baoer thought, if she had rejected him cruelly from the very beginning, then things would not have become so bad, but, no one in this world knew this earlier. one thing.

Ai Baoer also doesn't know how to make things, so she asked Mike about his dietary taboos, and then called the hotel to ask them to make and deliver.

Ai Bao'er didn't eat either, she ordered two meals separately, her meat and vegetable dishes were complete in color, flavor, and served cold, the clear soup lacked water, and only a few vegetable leaves floated on the soup surface.

As soon as the food was delivered to the ward, the smell of the vegetables wafted through the whole room, Ai Baoer brought out the dishes one by one, and finally passed the bowl of soup that couldn't be any weaker to Leng Qing: "Here, this is yours. "

Holding the spoon, Leng Qing took a sip, frowned, and pouted his mouth.

Ai Bao'er was holding the vegetables, eating deliciously, Leng Qing looked at her longingly, and slowly stretched out the spoon, Ai Bao'er looked up at him.

Leng Qing smiled: "I'm picking up some food for you, I'm picking it up for you." Looking down at the spoon in his hand, his expression was distorted.

Ai Baoer finally couldn't help laughing again.

Leng Qing curled his lips, babbled that bird soup could come out of his weak mouth, and moaned dissatisfiedly: "You are basing your own happiness on the pain of others!"

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Ai Bao'er felt both funny and unbearable. She lowered her head and poured a glass of water, put a piece of meat in it and brushed it again and again. Put the meat into his bowl: "This is the only piece, don't take it as an example."

"Okay." Leng Qing quickly put the meat in his mouth, cheerfully like a fool.

After a meal, the two of them ate very happily, but it was because they were so happy that they didn't realize that there was a camera facing them outside the door, which was constantly clicking.

After eating, Ai Baoer thought that Leng Qing would take the opportunity to make other messy requests, but she didn't want him to lie down and rest for a while, so she bent down and took a file bag beside her, took it out, showed it to her, and held it in her hand. Started to explain to her the shortcomings of their company's plan.

Ai Bao'er listened carefully, watching his slender and powerful hands circle the above. In less than a while, the shortcomings and negligent points of the whole plan were all circled.

"Okay, that's all for now." Leng Qing put down his pen and lay back.

Ai Baoer thought that he was deliberately making excuses to see her before, but now it seems that she is really narrow-minded. She sorted out the documents in front of him, looked at his pale face, and asked worriedly: "Yes Not feeling well? Shall I call Mike over?"

(End of this chapter)