Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

Chi En suddenly a suspended, people have been carried to the living room.

"Mr. Li, young lady." Qiao Yimo said hello with great foresight and helped them open the chair of the dining table, which was convenient for Li beijue to put down Chi En.

Li beijue put Chi En en on the chair, pulled a cushion from the sofa, supported her waist, and said naturally, "your waist is sour. It will be better to put a cushion on it."

Chi En's face was burning, and he wanted to hang him with his eyes.

Does he know how to write shame?

"Young lady, can I serve you porridge now?" Joe asked her in a soft voice.

Chi En then noticed that the hotel staff seemed different from others, and looked at the man around him suspiciously.

She didn't say anything. Li beijue could understand her meaning. He opened his chair and sat down beside her. He said carelessly, "I'll find someone to take care of you."

"... I don't need to be taken care of."

As soon as she finished, she was immediately glared with his unhappy eyes, as if squeezing out a low voice line from her throat, "do you think you are Superman wearing underpants and don't need to be taken care of? Don't forget, you had an accident in the elevator the day before yesterday! Someone will take care of you. At least you are not alone when you are in danger. "

He won't put her in danger again!

Li beijue helped her to take the water cup, pushed it in front of her and said, "at least before you recover, let her take care of you these days. Later, you think she can't do it. You can go back to w country and change someone."

Chi En couldn't resist him. He pursed the corners of his mouth and said gently, "don't get me wrong. I'm just not used to being taken care of. I don't have any opinions about you. I want porridge, please

Joe to foam was her smile relaxed a lot, loose shoulder, "I understand, young lady. Wait a moment, young lady. I'll help you in a minute. "

She is quick in hand and foot. She served a porridge for Chi En in twos and threes.

Then he asked Li beijue respectfully, "Mr. Li, do you want it?"

"No. I can eat her. " He said, domineering end of Chi En en's bowl, with a spoon poured half a bowl into his own bowl, and then the rest back to Chi En en, "take it. The doctor said you can only eat liquid light food these days. Porridge is best for you. You'll make do with it for two days. When you get better, I'll take you to eat delicious food. "

His tone was like coaxing a little girl.

Chi En crossed three black lines on his forehead, picked up the spoon and lowered his head to try.

Although the bowl is filled with white porridge, it can be seen that the people who cook porridge are very attentive. The rice grains are white, soft and sticky. Besides the natural flavor of rice, there is a little taste of salt. It doesn't taste too light.

She had been in a coma for nearly a day and a night, and had been hungry for a long time.

Anyway, she had dinner with Li beijue, and there was nothing to be particular about. She solved the small half of the bowl, wiped the corner of her mouth, and said to Joe, who was waiting on the side, "can you help me to fill another bowl?"

"All right."

Joe foamed neatly and quickly served her another bowl. However, this bowl is of a high level. It was not filled by Chi En, but only three-quarters of the bowl was filled carefully.

When she handed the bowl to Chi En en, she did not forget to remind her softly, "young lady, the porridge is a little hot. Be careful."