Dear Commander-in-Chief

The two came out of the kitchen.

The servants in the living room looked at them curiously and nervously.

On the one hand, I wanted to gossip about what they did in the unmanned kitchen. On the other hand, I saw Yun Qiao's stinky face, fearing that they had quarreled.

Gong Sheng sat at the table with the medicated meal and began to eat porridge.

Yun Qiao's originally stinky little face raised up angrily: "It's so hot, what are you doing in a hurry to drink!"

Gong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you tell me to drink it while it's hot?"

Yun Qiao: "That's not as stupid as you. Wouldn't it be cool?"

She was so angry that she took Gongsheng’s porridge bowl, and used another bowl to pour the medicinal porridge inside. In this way, the hot porridge became much milder after pouring several times.

"Here." Yun Qiao pushed the porridge in front of Gong Sheng.

Gong Sheng held back a smile: "Thank you."

Gulped.

"It tastes good, don't you have a bowl of your own?" Gong Sheng continued to serve the porridge. Although he was asking, he had already served Yun Qiao a bowl. "You didn't sleep and didn't eat breakfast last night. This won't work."

Yun Qiao shook his head and yawned.

Gong Shengdao: "I haven't moved this bowl. You don't have to be afraid of being infected by me. Moreover, Bailang checked me. I have a common cold, not a viral or bacterial infection, and it will not be contagious."

Yun Qiao rolled his eyes: "You have touched my lips. If you want to be infected, you will have been infected!"

Gong Sheng slightly curled his lips: "That's right."

what? !

Did your lips touch your lips?

Oh my god, that means, in the kitchen just now, the President and Miss Xiao Qiao were... playing with kisses? !

The servants behind him were so excited that they all secretly covered their mouths.

The President and Miss Xiao Qiao are too sweet too, this is simply a small fight between a loving couple and abuse their single dogs by the way.

Zhang Bo even snickered.

The last time Miss Xiao Qiao made a salty meal for the President, the President also said that she would not dare to eat this woman's meal in her life, and it was a murder of her husband.

No, just a few days later, the food is called a fragrant.

He also drank three bowls of porridge all at once.

Under Yun Qiao's care, Gong Sheng's body recovered quickly.

He is already strong and strong, and Yun Qiao's medicated diet has a strong effect. The two factors are superimposed, and it is not necessary to catch a cold.

just……

He discovered that as soon as his fever subsided, Yun Qiao was ready to report to the crew, saying that it was a play that had been delayed for a long time and would delay the crew's progress.

Gong Sheng was a little upset.

The crew is more important than him?

Is there any more handsome and attractive little meat in the crew?

He watched Yun Qiao pack his bags and threw down his "patient" without hesitation. He was wearing shoes in the hallway and was about to go out. Suddenly he felt "abandoned" and "neglected", even more so than the white cat. awful!

Seeing Yun Qiao was about to leave.

He winked at Uncle Zhang: "Thermometer."

Zhang Bo didn't understand it at first.

But soon, knowing what Gongsheng was going to do, he immediately took the previous thermometer, which was still the temperature of Gongsheng when he had a high fever.

Then, he deliberately said loudly: "Your Excellency, why are you starting to have a fever again? Oh, it's still thirty-nine degrees! Go back to the bedroom, hurry up, I will find you anti-fever medicine... No no, take more medicines It’s not good. It would be great if there were Miss Qiao’s fever-reducing medicine packs and sweet soup..."

Gong Sheng held the stair handle, staggering.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Bo, an old man, has a good acting talent.

Acting skills are not lost to any old drama on TV.