Doctor Mom's Cold And Sweet

The window shadow floated, the curtains shook with the cool wind, the leaves outside the window shook with the wind, and the shadow fell on Bai Luoke through the window glass.

Bai Luoke slowly opened her eyes with a drop of tears in the corner of her eyes and moved her numb arm. The feeling that she could not feel that she could control her arm really made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She frowned and looked up at Tang Zhen, who was still sleeping on the sofa. There was a complex expression between her eyebrows, which finally turned into a silent sigh.

Bai Luoke gently rubbed his numb legs with another hand that was not bound by Tang Zhen, and stood up trembling.

As she bared her teeth silently, she carefully broke off Tang Zhen's fingers holding her wrist and liberated her hands bit by bit.

Maybe he slept too deeply, or maybe he finally settled down in his heart. Tang Zhen just frowned slightly, then relieved his forehead and continued to sleep.

Bai Luoke just stood there and looked at Tang Zhen's sleeping face calmly. For a time, she just wanted to stay at this moment. She could always look at Tang Zhen without aggression, just like Tang Zhen she met at the first sight.

After a long time, Blanc shook her head, left behind the feeling of rolling the curtain, went into the bathroom, simply cleaned herself up and went into the kitchen.

There was no food left at home. Bai Luoke simply cooked a little corn porridge, scalded some green vegetables with boiling water and put them aside for cold mixing.

Then she opened the cabinet under the stove, turned it over and saw the half flour bag at the bottom.

Bai Luoke tilted his head and thought, then poured the flour into the soup basin and prepared to steam some small steamed buns, so that the breakfast would not appear less.

Time passed in a hurry, and it was completely bright. Bai Luoke held chopsticks in his right hand and pot cover in his left hand. Gently poked the steamed bread with chopsticks.

Seeing that the steamed bread sank and bounced back quickly, Bai Luoke nodded with satisfaction. He was still very satisfied with the success of steaming steamed buns for the first time.

Suddenly the door of the kitchen was opened from the outside, and Blanco looked at it subconsciously.

He saw that Bai Beibei was dressed, carrying a schoolbag, and said with a bad face, "Bai Luoke, did you tell Aunt Qing?"

Bai Luoke frowned when he heard what Bai Beibei said, and asked, "what do you say?"

Bai Beibei sighed helplessly and knew that Bai Luoke must have forgotten what he said. He said helplessly, "tomorrow is the parents' meeting. The teacher asked us to take a form back. You fill it in. I'll take it to school tomorrow morning and give it to the teacher."

Then she looked at the wristwatch Bai Luoke bought him and thought there was something else. Bai Beibei turned her head and motioned that she was talking about the man in the living room: "Bai Luoke, what's the matter with the man in the living room? Why is he in our house? Didn't she leave last night?"

Blanc looked at the direction of the living room from a distance and said with a smile, "he fell asleep here yesterday. I can't get him away. I just let him sleep in the living room all night."

Bai Beibei looked at Bai Luoke helplessly. Her eyes were completely in a stupid mood. It seemed that Bai Luoke had picked up a trafficker and was worried: "he is not your boss anymore. Let him come to our house in the future. I haven't grown up yet. If he wants to do something to you, I can't save you."

Listening to Bai Beibei's general words, Bai Luoke couldn't help laughing.

She put down the pot lid and chopsticks, turned to Bai Beibei, squatted down, gently touched Bai Beibei's head and said, "don't worry, your mother, I'm an adult, and I'm not so easy to be bullied."

Then he stood up again, handed the prepared steamed stuffed bun and porridge to Bai Beibei and said, "it's almost late for school? Take breakfast and go to school to have some. Try the little steamed stuffed bun made by mother."

Bai Beibei nodded helplessly, and her heart was full of warmth. She took the breakfast handed over by Bai Luoke, waved and said, "I'm leaving."

Bai Luoke nodded: "pay attention to safety on the road and send me a text message at school."

Then he watched Bai Beibei leave. Bai Luoke put the last drawer of steamed stuffed buns on the plate and walked to the restaurant.

The dining room and the living room are only separated by a decorative shelf. Bai Luoke unconsciously glances at the direction of the living room, but just bumps into Tang Zhen's deep eyes.

Tang Zhenzheng sat tight on the sofa and looked at Bai Luoke's direction. She had been following her since she came out of the kitchen. In her eyes, people could not feel the deep feelings and intertwined hatred, and struggle.

After only half a second, Blanc smiled and pretended that nothing had happened, and said, "wake up and eat."

Then he turned and went into the kitchen and brought out the porridge and side dishes.

Looking at Tang Zhen still sitting in his original position, Bai Luoke shouted again: "Tang Zhen, it's time to eat. The temperature is just right. It's not hot."

As he spoke, he kept moving his hands, put two bowls of porridge on the table, opened the stool and sat down.

Seeing that Tang Zhen was still sitting on the sofa without saying a word, he didn't mean to speak or to come over for dinner. Bai Luoke frowned slightly, with some discomfort and helplessness in his eyes.

Picked up the steamed stuffed bun and took a bite. Bai Luoke's face didn't change. He said faintly, "if you don't like my breakfast, I won't force it. I'm going out after dinner. Mr. Tang, you should go to work or go to work."

Blanc ate quickly, and soon finished the porridge in the small bowl.

When Bai Luoke was about to serve himself a second bowl of porridge, Tang Zhen suddenly walked towards her, sat beside Bai Luoke without saying a word, picked up chopsticks and ate.

Looking at Tang Zhen eating silently, Bai Luoke's eyes turned, and an imperceptible joy appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

Tang Zhen seemed to eat slowly, but there was little porridge in the bowl. Tang Zhen even made up a bowl of porridge for herself and ate it expressionless.

I don't know how long later, Bai Luoke looked at all the empty plates in front of her and couldn't help sighing in her heart. She never knew that Tang Zhen had such a big appetite.

Did she cook a delicious meal? Or is the food cooked by Liu ma not to Tang Zhen's taste?

But Tang Zhen felt the warmth of Bai Luoke and the uncontrollable emotional impulse in his heart again during this meal. He may never get out of the spell brought to him by Bai Luoke.