Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 284 Give You a Football Team

"Need me to help you disinfect?" Qiao Chengxun sneered, his tone full of threats.

Wen Ti'er shrank her neck, her momentum weakened, "No need, I'm busy, please let me go."

Qiao Chengxun didn't intend to let her go, it felt good to just hug her like this.

Picked up the phone, took another photo, and stared at the photo to admire myself.

Wen Ti'er downloaded all the software she used to use in the past, and retrieved the account password, which took more than ten minutes.

Suddenly, she thought of the man behind her, who had been staring at the phone motionlessly since just now, without saying a word, not knowing what he was doing.

Wen Ti'er couldn't help but look back, the man lowered his head tacitly, and pecked her lips.

Wen Ti'er froze for a moment, her face became hot uncontrollably, "What are you doing?"

"Are you hungry?"

"I'm already hungry."

"Drink some soup first, and gently bring the dinner here." Qiao Chengxun said, let go of the girl's body, and got up to get the thermal rice cup.

Wen Ti'er stared blankly at his every move, feeling a little skeptical in her heart, since there were no outsiders here, why did King Qiao Yan act so seriously?
"That... you can give it to me directly, I don't need anyone to wait on you."

Serve her?

A stupid woman takes herself too seriously.

Qiao Chengxun thought so in his heart, but his body was very honest. Not only did he not give her the rice cup, but he also consciously opened it for her and handed over the spoon.

Wen Ti'er raised her eyebrows, well, as long as he is happy.

Wen Ti'er started to drink the soup, and as soon as she took a sip, she was overwhelmed by Bu Qingqing's cooking skills, "It's delicious, Cheng Xun, do you want to have a sip too?"

Probably because of liking from the bottom of my heart, I unconsciously called out his name.

Qiao Chengxun sat back beside her, held her little hand holding the spoon, and controlled her hand with his warm big hand, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and finally put it into his mouth.

After completing a series of actions, Wen Ti'er was completely dumbfounded...

At this time, the door was knocked suddenly.

Wen Ti'er subconsciously thought that it was Bu Qingqing who came to deliver the delicious food, but she was disappointed that it was Feng Wu who came.

For those who don't like her, Wen Ti'er has never shown a good face, she lowered her head and continued to drink the soup.

Holding a bouquet of lilies in her hands, Feng Wu walked to the bed.

Seeing this harmonious couple stuck in her sight like a thorn in her side, she tried to resist the discomfort and said with a smile, "Brother Chengxun, Tier, how are you feeling now? You're better now." Is it?"

Qiao Chengxun didn't answer, put his arms around the girl's body, and said softly: "Drink slowly, if it's not enough, I'll let Qingqing make it for you."

Wen Ti'er scooped up a spoonful of soup, blocked Qiao Yanwang's mouth, and then looked at Feng Wu with a smile.

"Feng Wu, the soup my family made for me is delicious. It nourishes yin and nourishes the kidneys. It's a pity that I finished it. Otherwise, I invite you to drink it."

Feng Wu had an awkward smile on her face, "It's okay, I didn't come here until after dinner."

But there was a turmoil in her heart, damn Wen Ti'er, she must be provoking her on purpose!
When Wen Ti'er saw Feng Wu's face, she was very angry. When the hospital made a mistake in the report, she still remembered Feng Wu and Wan Meizhen's expressions of gloating but insisting on pretending to be a little white flower.

Hehehe... I don't want to bear this tone.

Huo Di raised his eyes, staring affectionately at the man's deep black eyes, which instantly turned into an official standard white flower.

"Chengxun, let's not do that kind of thing in the hospital next time, okay? Although I really want to give birth to a football team for you, but my waist is still sore, and giving birth to a football team is very tiring, otherwise We just want one baby, right?"

　In fact, the writing of these chapters was a bit stuck. Sweet plots are always difficult to write. I’m sorry that I didn’t write this paragraph well. The plot will become more exciting after the past. Finally, thank you for your persistence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)