Seriously ill, handsome man, I covered it

Chapter 274 Anan, this is, asking for feeding?
The little assistant brought the video to Zhan Shiyu's eyes.

Sure enough, Ning Chujin's incomparably charming face appeared on the screen.

Seeing Ning Chujin's bright and breezy expression, Zhan Shiyu's emotions that had been suppressed with great difficulty surged up again, the makeup on his face was cracked, and his complexion was very ugly.

The little assistant also felt the unusual aura of Zhan Shiyu, and the hand holding the phone couldn't help shaking, and the screen shook for a while.

Zhan Shiyu's complexion was even worse.

The little assistant was about to cry, "Boss, Director..."

"You don't have anything to do here, you go out first." Zhan Shiyu suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and sent the little assistant away.

As if the little assistant was about to receive an amnesty, he immediately ran away.

As soon as the little assistant left, Zhan Shiyu immediately conveyed the document from the so-called head office that he had just received to the old man who was recuperating.

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Nanyuan.

Zhan Nanxiao was immersed in reviewing the documents, when Ning Chujin came over with a bowl of millet porridge, sat beside him, scooped up a spoonful, and handed it to his lips.

Looking at the thick millet porridge, Zhan Nanxiao frowned.

This was the first time he saw Ning Chujin, a little woman, cooking.

Although her cooking skills are average, her heart is warm.

Seeing that he didn't open his mouth for a long time, the corners of Ning Chujin's lips twitched in embarrassment, "Well, I rarely cook, but I heard people say that cooking porridge doesn't require much cooking skills, so it shouldn't be too bad ...Well, I heard from Ying Yiyan that you have been working too hard recently, and your stomach is not good, and millet porridge nourishes your stomach, how much do you eat?"

Seeing Ning Chujin's cautious look, Zhan Nanxiao frowned again.

Ning Chujin suddenly felt a little wronged, no wonder people said that to control a man, you must first control his stomach.

The secret decision in my heart is to find Zhang Ma to learn cooking skills when I have time.

When she was about to take back the spoon in dismay, Zhan Nanxiao suddenly opened her mouth and took the whole spoon into her mouth.

Ning Chujin was stunned for a moment, and saw him slinking away, rolling all the millet porridge on the spoon into his mouth.

His throat rolled, and he swallowed expressionlessly.

Looking at the bare spoon, Ning Chujin felt a little lost.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of two fingers tapping on the table.

Ning Chujin came back to her senses, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Zhan Nanxiao opening her mouth and looking at her seriously.

His bony fingers were still tapping the table over and over again.

The sound of thump, thump, and her heartbeat at the moment intertwined, it was indescribably weird.

Anan is... begging for food?
After this thought flashed in his mind, Ning Chujin's face turned red unconsciously.

He quickly reached out and scooped up another spoonful.

Just as he was about to feed it into his mouth, Zhan Nanxiao's mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

His face suddenly sank, and he reached out his hand almost instinctively, about to hang up.

Out of the corner of Ning Chujin's eyes, she caught sight of the note 'Grandpa' on it, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold his hand.

Zhan Nanxiao frowned and looked along her little white hands.

Ning Chujin let go and handed him the phone.

Zhan Nanxiao got up, walked to the balcony, and picked up the phone.

Ning Chujin looked at his breezy figure, feeling a little dazed.

This is her man, a man who is as noble and proud as a god.

Even one aspect is as perfect as the Creator's darling, with no flaws to be found.

Ning Chujin's heart trembled wildly.

(End of this chapter)