Chapter 28 Brother Rong 20
Then, and then the cold war started, Mr. Rong was sitting on the sofa drinking red wine seemingly leisurely, but he was actually waiting for the man upstairs to come down to find her, but the wife was stupid, thinking that he didn't want to see her, and let him No matter how loudly he scolded himself against Qu Bo and his servants, he was indifferent, and then, he completely angered Mr. Rong...

When the door was closed yesterday, Qu Bo worried about it for a long time, but it's not that he doesn't know Mr. Rong's temper. The more it is like this, the more he can't tolerate others to stop him, otherwise, it doesn't matter who you are or what you are with him How long has he been by his side, he will die if he wants you, there is no need to find any reason.

But at this moment, seeing Mrs. Rong like this, Qu Bo was filled with guilt, and couldn't help sighing. After all, if the wife was a little worse, these physical pains would not have to be endured...

He didn't dare to disturb Bai Xinxin's rest, so he only coaxed her softly beside the bed, "Madam, take a good rest, I'll make you breakfast."

Bai Xinxin closed her eyes slightly and shook her head slowly.

Qu Bo sighed. When he stood up, he caught a glimpse of a bowl of egg noodles on the bedside table. The yellow, white and noodles were twisted together. The person who made it seemed to be in a hurry. There was no heat, and it seemed to be cold for a long time.

The puzzled look slowly turned into helplessness after a while.

Mr. Rong also said that he would not eat for his wife. As a result, he got up in the middle of the night to cook noodles for her.

But the bowl of noodles didn't move much, presumably the wife was so uncomfortable that she couldn't even eat anything, so she invited Dr. Gao over.

After clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, Qu Bo gently closed the door.

"How is Xin Xin? Did you say that she still feels uncomfortable?..."

When Qu Bo came downstairs, he saw Mr. Rong jumping up from the sofa, and then he kept asking questions.

Qu Bo was embarrassed, why should he have known this before, Mr. Rong...

Answer truthfully: "My wife seems very tired, she doesn't want to eat."

Get angry easily, "She hasn't eaten for almost a day, how can she not eat, you go to make porridge, she will definitely drink it!"

Qu Bo glanced at him. "……Let me try,"

Then, Qu Bo came out of the room again very helplessly...

It is easy to stare, "Why didn't you drink at all?!"

Qu Bo sighed helplessly. "Madam, she doesn't drink..."

Yi Yi was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but when he remembered Dr. Gao's words, he could only sit on the sofa and stare blankly at the porridge in front of him.

From morning...to noon...

When Qu Bo asked him to eat something first, he would snort coldly, and she wouldn't eat anything he ate.

Qu Bo—== Madam, that is uncomfortable, uncomfortable, Mr. Rong, why are you following the hunger strike?

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the end plate, and gritted his teeth: "I'll go by myself!"

Yi Yi said it as if he had confidence, but once he entered, his whole momentum faded away.

He kept telling himself, not to lose his temper, not to yell at her loudly, but to suppress himself.

When he saw the soft little person, his eyes turned red.

I can't wait to slap myself a few times, because everything you do is a fucking beast!

Standing by the busy door for a while, blinking his eyes, he walked over like a ghost.

Try to be calm and rational.

Gently place the porridge on the bedside table.

Although the movements were slight, the whole night of crazily raging had already caused the man's exclusive faint and cool fragrance to seep into her body, so familiar that she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

(End of this chapter)

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