cold wife

Chapter 53 She's Tired (5)
Finally, she reported an address.

In front of the black anti-theft door, Ai Baoer didn't know why she came here, she knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response, presumably the owner hadn't come back yet.

She sat down along the anti-theft door, buried her small face between her legs, relieved her dizziness, took out her mobile phone and saw that there were many missed calls on it, some from Leng Qing, some from Leng Tianyu, and some from Yan Yan, After thinking about it, she clicked out the address book and dialed a number.

It only rang once, and the other side picked it up, with an unbelievable surprise: "Bao'er..."

"Well, Shu Junhao, why does my phone have your number?" Ai Baoer asked suspiciously.

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I saved it last time."

Ai Baoer let out an oh, looked at the stairs in front of her, and said, "I'm so hungry, can you bring me something to eat, okay?"

"Okay, where are you?"

"I'm at your door."

After a moment of hesitation over there, a anxious voice came: "Wait, I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Ai Baoer turned off the phone, blinked, leaned against the door behind her, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When Shu Junhao came back with the food box in his hand, Ai Baoer had already fallen asleep on the ground along the anti-theft door, curled up in a ball, his heart ached fiercely.

He put the food box aside, bent down and carefully picked her up, opened the door, put her on the bed, brushed away the hair from her face, only to see that a small face was already dirty, covered with tears .

"Bao'er, why do you make yourself so miserable every time? Do you know that I feel distressed?" Shu Junhao touched her small face, his tone full of distress.

Bowing his head to press a kiss on her forehead, Shu Junhao went to the bathroom, fetched hot water, scrubbed her carefully, poured the water, and sat on the side of the bed again, looking at her delicate face, his eyes were reluctant Move a little.

Ai Bao'er got up after two hours of sleep. She knocked her head with a splitting headache and half got up from the bed. Over there, Shu Junhao heard the sound and walked over. Looking at her, he smiled and said: "Are you awake?"

While talking, he helped her to sit in the living room, went to the kitchen and brought out a bowl, and put it in front of her: "Drink, the temperature is just right."

Ai Baoer shook her head in resistance, shrank back, picked up a pillow and hugged it in her arms: "No, it smells so bad."

"This smells bad, but you have a headache, drink it and it won't hurt."

"Really?" Abel blinked.

"Really." Looking at her rare cuteness, Shu Junhao said more gently.

After drinking the whole bowl, Ai Bao'er wrinkled her face and drank the water straight away, finally diluting the unpleasant taste, she put down the water glass, and looked at Shu Junhao eagerly: "I'm hungry."

Shu Junhao smiled softly, asked her to wait, and then went to the kitchen to tinker for a while. In less than a quarter of an hour, the three dishes and one soup came out, and they were still steaming hot.

Ai Baoer looked at Shu Junhao who was serving the dishes with his sleeves rolled up, his eyes were suddenly wet, and his heart felt dull pain. This scene was so familiar. At that time, he would cook for her like this every day after get off work, even if Not very rich, simple three dishes and one soup, but also delicious.

Shu Junhao added a bowl of rice to her, and urged, "Eat."

Ai Bao'er lowered her head, answered in a hoarse voice, blinked back the tears in her eyes, and started eating.

Shu Junhao looked at her tenderly, and gave her vegetables. There was a faint warmth between the two of them. Shu Junhao thought, if only they could live like this forever?

(End of this chapter)