Husband, let's remarry!

Chapter 279 Love You Ruxi 180
Didn't she want to take advantage of Zhan Ting's injury and come here in an attempt to please the man and get closer to him!
However, as long as she is here, you idiots don't even want to succeed!
"That's right. I made some porridge and brought it. Brother Zhan Ting has just had an operation, so he must only be able to eat liquid food."

Huang Yalian smiled apologetically.

"Thank you for your trouble!"

Qiao Xi finished speaking calmly, pushed the thermos to the side, put down the enamel jar in his hand, lifted the lid, and took out the layer of porridge on it.

Walking around the hospital bed and coming to the man's side, he said to Huang Yalian, "I'm sorry, I'm going to feed Zhan Ting, can you please get up and drive?"

"..."

Huang Yalian reluctantly stepped aside, Qiao Xi sat down on the stool, and called softly, "Zhan Ting, are you hungry?"

Since Huang Yalian had been sitting in front of him, Lu Zhanting basically closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Now that Qiao Xi came back, he opened his eyes with a soft cry.

"Well, very hungry."

"I'll feed you."

Qiao Xi put a pillow under his head, adjusted his posture, then picked up the rice bowl, and began to carefully feed him with a spoon.

"It's hot, be careful."

After Qiao Xi finished playing, he fed it to Lu Zhanting.

Lu Zhanting didn't say anything, he just opened his mouth to eat when she said hello.

Huang Yalian on the side was beeping in her heart. She asked him just now and he said he was not hungry and would not eat the porridge she brought. Why is he "very hungry" now that Qiao Xi came back?

Huang Yalian tried her best to say, "Qiao Xi, you bought food from the hospital cafeteria, the porridge there is terrible, why don't you let Zhan Ting eat the porridge I brought from home, boiled it for more than three hours, It must be better than the porridge in the cafeteria."

The porridge that Huang Yalian brought from home, heh, who dares to drink it lightly?

In her previous life, she drank the iced mung bean soup made by her family before she was drugged. She couldn't help having a relationship with Xu Peidong and did a series of things that she regretted for the rest of her life.

Now she pretends to bring porridge again, who knows if there are any ingredients in the porridge?

What if she drugged Lu Zhanting?
Did he want to take advantage of her absence to try to have something to do with Lu Zhanting, the idea of ​​cooking raw rice into mature rice?

I tell you, there are no doors!

"Zhan Ting, do you think this porridge is unpalatable?" Qiao Xi fed a few spoonfuls, and then asked Lu Zhanting.

"No, it's delicious."

Lu Zhanting felt that the porridge in the hospital today was extraordinarily sweet. As long as it passed through Qiao Xi's hands, he would feel delicious. Even if he was fed plain water, he would feel like drinking honey.

"Well, it's delicious, then eat more."

Qiao Xi fed Lu Zhanting the porridge full of layers in the enamel jar, and after he finished eating, he asked, "How is it? Are you full? Do you want some more?"

"No, you can eat too!"

"it is good."

Qiao Xi wiped the corners of his mouth for him, and then began to make meals by himself.

She didn't tell Lu Zhanting what happened in the cafeteria just now. Anyway, such trivial things are not worth mentioning.

Open the lid, and the lower layer of the enamel jar is the rice and vegetables she bought from the cafeteria, both of which are plentiful.

Glancing at Huang Yalian, who was like a telephone pole next to her, she asked, "Lianlian, haven't you eaten yet? Do you want to eat some together?"

Huang Yalian quickly waved her hands, "No, no, I'll go home and eat later, you can eat first!"

In fact, if Huang Yalian could not eat the big pot of rice in the cafeteria, she would definitely not eat it, because she thought it was dirty.

But Qiao Xi was different. The food in the cafeteria was already very good food for her.

Every grain of grain is the best gift from heaven, and only those who have planted crops know what it means to work hard on every grain.

Yes food should be cherished.

(End of this chapter)