Imperial President, Tease me!

Xi Jinyan nodded gently, "I think Jingshuang is better for you."

Bo Qing grew up in surprise and looked at Xi Jinyan with the eyes of a stranger.

Xi Jinyan: "

Bo Qing exclaimed inconceivably, "Jin Yan, you really impress me. You have such a high evaluation of Jing Shuang. If Jing Shuang knows, he will be very happy!"

Xi Jinyan: "... Normal, I'm in your heart, careful, overbearing, paranoid, sick and charming..."

"I just talk casually." Bo Qing hurriedly interrupted Xi Jinyan.

She is most afraid of overturning her small intestine.

Referring to these, Xi Jinyan's face was very bad. "There may be other evidence to follow, but I'm weak... Are you sure?"

If she really thinks so, he doesn't mind proving it in bed.

Thin tilted his eyes and twitched slightly. "Being sick doesn't mean you become weak because of illness."

In fact, she thought so at the beginning.

"That is to say, you have a strong possessive desire for me, which means."

Xi Jinyan heard the speech, nodded and admitted, "I'm really sick."

Bo Qing giggled. "Do you think it's a glorious thing?"

Xi Jinyan raised his eyebrows. "Isn't it?"

"Yes." Bo Qing nodded with a smile.

But she also thought that Xi Jinyan would officially start treatment tomorrow. In addition to what Pei Zhenglin said before, Bo Qing couldn't help asking, "can you tell me why? Why are you so possessive of me? It's almost abnormal."

Xi Jinyan: "... Pervert?"

"Emmmm..." Bo Qing accidentally said something in his heart again. His eyes turned slightly and hurriedly said, "praise you, praise you."

Xi Jinyan twitched slightly in the corners of his eyes, "thank you for your compliment."

"Tell me, why?" Bo Qing asked again.

Xi Jinyan shook his head, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Bo Qing didn't get the answer and was in a bad mood.

In this case, how can we continue the treatment? I don't know when I ask.

But in fact, she and Xi Jinyan had also discussed this issue before, and there was no reason to discuss it.

Forget it. She won't press Xi Jinyan. As Pei Zhenglin said, it's good if he is willing to receive treatment.

Not far away, the sunset dyed the river violet.

Thin tilt looked at his watch. It was getting late, so he slowly stood up and said, "let's go. I should prepare dinner. I agreed to prepare delicious food for you today."

Xi Jinyan got up and followed Bo Qing back.

After that, he went upstairs to the study. Bo Qing came to the kitchen and had dinner with Jing Shuang.

Jing Shuang gave Bo Qing a hand, "boss, I really don't understand why Mr. Xi invited so many chefs back. You're still responsible for his three meals a day."

"It shouldn't take long. He will be officially treated tomorrow." Bo Qing said faintly.

Jing Shuang paused for a moment, suddenly came to Bo Qing's ear and asked mysteriously, "do you feel lost?"

Bo Qing was stunned when he heard the speech, "lost?"

Where to start?

Jing Shuang continued, "that is, now Mr. Xi only eats what you do. This is actually a sense of achievement. If Mr. Xi recovers from his illness and everyone eats what he does, won't you feel lost?"

Bo Qing: "... Am I afraid I'm not tired enough? Will I lose? He likes to eat and make things with me..."