How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1554 Sweet Marriage Chapter 115 Where are you feeding the pigs?
He raised his hand and touched her tender and smooth face due to sufficient sleep: "I've slept all day, are you hungry? Take you to eat?"

Hao Xiaoman's hand on the quilt subconsciously picks and picks.

If she had known that it would make him delay a day's work to coax her, she would definitely not leave that sentence and leave this morning.

She is no longer a child, knowing that with his status in the lonely city, it must be very important for him to pay attention to the work that must go to New York in person, and the consequences of a day's delay may even be more serious than she can imagine.

She felt a little uncomfortable, she lowered her head as if she had caused a disaster, her voice was low, with a sense of guilt: "I'm not hungry, you should hurry back to work."

Nan Mubai saw through her thoughts at a glance, and a thin smile flashed across his eyes: "I've stayed here, and it's not too late."

"I'm serious! I'm too tired this morning, and my attitude is not very good. You don't have to coax me. Really, go back!"

Nan Mubai just smiled lightly, and picked up the car keys on the table: "What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat."

Hao Xiaoman knew that continuing to grind would only delay him even more, so he asked, "Is Lin Qian downstairs? Or let him buy us something and bring it up, we'll eat here."

Nan Mubai still sat on the bedside, lit a cigarette, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Okay."

Hao Xiaoman silently got up and went to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, he saw Nan Mubai standing in front of the table unpacking lunch boxes.

He took off his suit jacket, and the white shirt on his upper body was smart and simple, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, showing a bit of a homely man's temperament.

Because the back was facing the light, the dining table looked a bit dark. She walked over and turned on the lamps on Deng Meng's desk and her own.

Nan Mubai looked down at her, couldn't help shaking his head, took the towel in her hand to absorb the moisture in her wet hair, then flicked it casually a few times to let it loosen, and took another towel A scrunchie helped her pull her hair back.

"Eat." He took apart the chopsticks and handed them to her.

Hao Xiaoman sat down next to him with an awkward expression, and started to eat without saying a word, making every movement very lightly, like a child who has done something wrong, and is afraid that if he is not careful, he will upset his parents.

Nan Mubai had just eaten two mouthfuls of rice, when out of the corner of her eye she saw that she dug a large spoonful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth, and hurriedly raised her hand to hold it down: "Where are you feeding the pig?"

With this spoonful, she dug out a third of the rice in the bowl, isn't she afraid of choking?

Hao Xiaoman stuffed the big spoonful of rice in a daze, his cheeks bulged like a squirrel stuffed with peanuts, funny and cute.

She chewed vigorously, gave him an ok sign, and took a bite of rice, which she divided into four times before swallowing it. When she swallowed the last bite, her face was obviously a little red.

She took a peek at him out of the corner of her eye, and saw that he was looking at her with a half-smile, and silently retracted the hand that had moved to his chest.

Frown trying to sit and swallow.

Nan Mubai smiled and shook his head, took the already half-warm water glass, fed her water, and patted her back with the other hand, moving down with moderate strength: "I'm not in a hurry, 12 o'clock tonight Even if you only have one second to eat, I still have to wait until 1 o'clock."

The rice choked in his throat was finally swallowed, Hao Xiaoman took a deep breath, and then gave him an angry look: "You didn't say it earlier!"

(End of this chapter)