ace female assistant

Chapter 88

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe stood up quickly, but because she stood up so violently, her left ankle suddenly hurt, and she almost couldn't stop and staggered forward.

Shang Shaocheng moved his mouth subconsciously, and then stretched out his right hand towards her.

The two were seated three people away, so he couldn't reach her naturally. Fortunately, Cen Qinghe didn't fall, and held the handle of the seat next to him in time.

"Are your feet?"

Seeing Cen Qinghe frowning, Shang Shaocheng asked aloud.

Cen Qinghe kept bending over, not daring to move, and of course he didn't care to answer. He didn't dare to step on the ground a little until he was sure that the tingling pain on his left foot had gradually faded away.

"Are you all right?"

Shang Shaocheng stared at Cen Qinghe's left ankle.

Cen Qinghe adjusted his breathing secretly, and let out a breath, "It's okay, maybe I got violent just now."

Shang Shaocheng said: "There is still something wrong, you go to the orthopedic department to have a look."

Cen Qinghe said: "I'll make you some noodles first."

Shang Shaocheng asked: "Can you do it?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Only at this time can I show that I take good care of you, even if you are not sick, there is no such effect."

Shang Shaocheng snorted lightly, because of Cen Qinghe's 'frankness', he had no extra words to tease her.

Cen Qinghe took the instant noodle bucket and asked Shang Shaocheng, "Do you want to add eggs and intestines?"

Shang Shaocheng replied, "Is it delicious?"

Cen Qinghe nodded and replied: "Of course it's delicious, have you ever eaten like this?"

Shang Shaocheng said indifferently: "I haven't eaten."

Cen Qinghe was particularly surprised, and couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyes slightly, with a half-smile and a meaningful expression in her eyes.

Shang Shaocheng said directly: "You are right, you are too rich, and you have never eaten this kind of junk food."

He spoke very frankly without changing his face, Cen Qinghe was once again guessed what he was thinking, but he couldn't take advantage of the situation to tease a few words, his breath was held in his heart, he couldn't go up or down, it was very uncomfortable.

Pursing her lips, she tried not to be angry and said: "Then today is really hard for you."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Go, be careful."

Cen Qinghe replied subconsciously: "It's okay, my feet don't hurt when I walk like this."

Shang Shaocheng said: "I'm worried that you spilled my instant noodles."

Cen Qinghe:
Turning around and leaving the stilling room, she rolled her eyes the moment she turned her head.

She knew that Shang Shaocheng was as wicked as a dog who couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth.

Back in the hot water room, Cen Qinghe made noodles for Shang Shaocheng.When carrying it back, she was very careful, because she was also afraid that her ankle would suddenly hurt, and she couldn't control who would burn it.

Fortunately, the journey went smoothly. Cen Qinghe returned to the quiet room and brought the bucket of instant noodles to the small table in front of Shang Shaocheng.

When Shang Shaocheng saw her coming, he stared at her ankles vigilantly, for fear that she would splash her face on him.

Cen Qinghe viciously made up a few pictures in her mind. She pretended to have pain in her feet and poured instant noodles all over him. The taste must be extremely refreshing.

But in reality, she still put the instant noodles in front of him like a servant girl, and told him carefully, "Wait for another 2 minutes, it will taste better after soaking."

Shang Shaocheng raised his hand and handed her a familiar thin piece of paper. Cen Qinghe took it and saw that it was a registered ticket for the outpatient service of the hospital. So calmly handed her one.

She looked at him and asked in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

Shang Shaocheng said indifferently: "What do you think? If you didn't buy it, you could also grab it?"

Cen Qinghe looked around the room, and she didn't look like a ticket dealer. She lowered her voice and asked curiously, "Who did you buy it from?"

With playful eyes, Shang Shaocheng replied aloud: "If I tell you, I bought it from the security guard?"

Cen Qinghe looked suspicious and didn't quite believe it.

Shang Shaocheng said: "Okay, go eat your instant noodles, go to the doctor after eating, and reimburse you when you come back."

Cen Qinghe only heard half of what she wanted to hear the most, she looked at Shang Shaocheng and asked, "Did you really buy it from the security guard?"

Shang Shaocheng frowned slightly, "Whispering."

"You tell me, otherwise I won't be able to eat."

"Then don't eat, and you have to lose weight after eating."

Cen Qinghe resisted the urge to beat him up in his body, turned the ugly words into bitter words, and said, "It's a pity that I sprained my ankle and went to make noodles for you, tsk."

Shang Shaocheng didn't even raise his eyelids, he looked at her and said, "I'm still sick and I'm going to help you settle the matter, you're lucky if you didn't collapse downstairs, otherwise, will you reimburse me for the medical expenses?"

His mouth never suffers.

Cen Qinghe didn't bother arguing with him, so he turned around and walked to his place, burying his head in eating instant noodles.

Shang Shaocheng looked down at the wristwatch on his left wrist. When two minutes had passed, he pulled out the fork stuck on the side of the instant noodle bucket with his right hand, and slowly lifted the lid of the box.

A layer of hot red oil floats on the surface, pick it up with a fork, and the tempting aroma immediately stimulates the secretion of a large amount of saliva.

He is left-handed and usually eats with his left hand, but now he suddenly switched to his right hand, which is very inconvenient.

The lid on the instant noodle bucket was half open and half attached. He wanted to tear it off, but he was afraid of getting oil on his hands.

Turning his head, he looked at Cen Qinghe, and ordered in a reasonable tone: "Help me."

Cen Qinghe looked up, and his chin lifted, indicating that the lid was in the way.

She got up and walked over, lifted the lid for him, and said, "Mix well before eating."

Shang Shaocheng lowered his eyes, held a fork in his right hand, and said while stirring, "I've never eaten pork but I've seen pigs run away, do you think I'm an idiot?"

Cen Qinghe opened his lips slightly, took a breath, turned around and walked back without saying a word.

She really can't talk to him anymore, or she will be full of anger.

Back at the seat, she bowed her head and ate for less than a dozen seconds, when Shang Shaocheng called her again, "Is there a tissue?"

She took it out of the bag and extended her arm to him.

He took it, opened it with one hand and took out a piece of paper, put it on his lap, took another piece, tucked it in his shirt pocket, and used it as a tablecloth.

Cen Qinghe caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and secretly scolded him in his heart, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, there are enough ink marks.

She was so hungry that she ate up the instant noodle bucket in 5 minutes.When he wanted to wipe his mouth with paper, he realized that Shang Shaocheng had given all the paper towels.

Looking sideways, Shang Shaocheng was holding a fork in his right hand, not very skillful in his movements, and was eating noodles with his head slightly lowered.

To his left is a long row of glass windows, and now the sun is shining in from the outside, pouring all over him.From her angle, she saw his right side profile against the light.High nose bridge, angular jawline, and long golden eyelashes.

Cen Qinghe didn't blink, looking a little dazed.

Until Shang Shaocheng put down the fork, looked at her sideways and asked, "Are you done eating?"

"Hmm." Cen Qinghe came back to his senses, and sighed for the nth time in his heart that this man just had a good skin, like a goblin.

He was wearing a white shirt and casual trousers, and his tall body was sitting in a chair that was not spacious.Because of his good temperament, even the tissues hanging on his shirt are not funny.He is the only one who can make it look like a western restaurant in the hospital.

"Come here and hold some for me, I'm about to have indigestion."

Shang Shaocheng is not used to using his right hand at all, and because of his height, he always has to lower his head to accommodate the noodles.My hungry stomach throbbed, but the few mouthfuls of food seemed to be stuck in my throat, and I didn't swallow them at all.

Cen Qinghe got up and came in front of him, cupped the dough with both hands and handed it to his mouth, couldn't help muttering, "I've caught up with the ancient emperor."

Finally reached the comfortable height of Shangshaocheng, he leaned against the back of the chair, and while stirring the noodles in the bucket with a fork, he said: "Which dynasty have you ever seen the emperor's dragon body was sick and could only eat instant noodles? "

Cen Qinghe said: "I don't care what the emperor eats, I just know that no matter what era, capitalists are very evil."

He sat, she stood; he ate, she watched.

Cen Qinghe found that since she came out of the house, her temper really got better and better.Who has she served in the past like now?
The key point is that no one is so difficult to serve in Shang Shaocheng.

"Aren't you tired standing?" Shang Shaocheng's voice came, and Cen Qinghe curled his lips and replied, "Not tired."

A servant girl has to look like a servant girl, she just stood there to see if he was embarrassed.

Shang Shaocheng heard the words, and said indifferently: "You are blocking my sight."

Cen Qinghe said: "You eat noodles, what am I doing to stop you?"

Shang Shaocheng said blankly, "TV."

Cen Qinghe turned her head to look, and sure enough there was a small TV screen behind her, but "Legend of the New White Snake" was playing on it. Don't tell her, Shang Shaocheng is quite childlike.

The only thing she was willing to believe was that he had found a sense of belonging from the white lady.Both of them are monsters, the white lady is a good snake monster, and he is a dead lady monster, with a more poisonous mouth than a woman.

After scolding him from head to toe a thousand times in his heart, Cen Qinghe silently retreated to the seat on his right hand and sat down.

After sitting down, she still had to hold the instant noodle bucket.Shang Shaocheng was finally able to straighten his back and eat. He watched TV while eating noodles.

He also said while eating: "Help me open the bag of potato chips."

Cen Qinghe opened a bag of potato chips for him, seeing how he looks like a foster father, even if he comes to the hospital, he can create conditions to enjoy it.

When she turned over one day, if God opened his eyes and let her climb on top of him and be his boss, she asked him to peel the walnuts for her with bare hands, and no pliers were allowed!
Shang Shaocheng didn't lie to Cen Qinghe, it was indeed his first time to eat instant noodles, because the environment in which children lived did not give him the opportunity to touch instant noodles.

This eating is really addictive, no wonder so many people know that it is junk food, but they keep pouring it into their stomachs.

Instant noodles with ham sausage and braised eggs are really delicious.There are also potato chips, which Shang Shaocheng chewed with a 'crack' sound, and Cen Qinghe was also bored watching TV. The scene of the white lady going to Jinshan Temple to find Fahai to ask Xu Xian was playing on the TV, and she was also interested in watching it unconsciously , He ate by his side, and she became so addicted to eating that she subconsciously reached into the bag of potato chips.

Shang Shaocheng also happened to be going to get it, and when their hands touched together, she was startled, and instinctively looked sideways.

Shang Shaocheng frowned, pushed her hand away, and said happily: "If you want to eat, open another bag yourself."

(End of this chapter)