Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

The front desk looked at Wen orange with surprise. She said with a smile: "Miss Wen, are you going to be a mother? Congratulations. I like children very much. I want to have a baby. It's a pity that my body doesn't allow me to have a child. I don't know how much I have suffered these years. Miss Wen is so beautiful. The child you gave birth to must also be beautiful... "

Wen Cheng chuckles. The receptionist's words make her feel very comfortable.

She politely invited the front desk into the room.

The front desk was very enthusiastic and talked with Wen orange about some matters needing attention about how pregnant women should do.

Wen Cheng listened carefully, and unconsciously, the time passed quietly.

The front desk knows Wen orange, almost a day did not eat anything, she said some distressed.

"Miss Wen, pregnant people can't be hungry, otherwise it's not good for children. Well, I'll ask the chef to cook some light meals for you Are you trying to eat more? "

Warm orange eyes, flash a bit of warmth, she said thanks to the front stage with a smile.

The front desk waved: "thank you. It's just a little help."

So the front desk left the room and went to the back kitchen of the hotel to prepare food for Wencheng.

As everyone knows, someone is waiting for the front desk at the backstage door of the hotel.

The person standing at the door of the kitchen is Fu Ling.

During this period of time, he got the news of Wen Cheng and put down his work and came to country y.

In order not to let Wen orange disgust himself, he has been following her secretly, and dare not close.

One day today, he saw Wen Cheng didn't come out, so he was worried about her situation.

So, Fu Ling asked the receptionist to help her.

Miss Ling rushes to the front desk.

Give Fu Ling a full account of the situation of Wen Cheng.

Fu Ling listened, the eye ground flashed a few worries.

"Is it hard to get pregnant and vomit?"

The front desk lady immediately replied, "it's very uncomfortable. No matter what you eat, you will spit it out. Some of them are serious. They have to vomit after drinking. Miss Wen, I think it's a serious reaction. This is the first time. Her face is very pale... "

"I can't eat all day, and I can't stand it. Mr. Fu, if Miss Wen can't eat any more, I suggest taking her to the hospital. "

Fu Ling frowned and said thank you to the front desk lady. Then she went into the back kitchen and got ready to eat.

During this period, he didn't do anything else. When he was free, he was learning how to cook.

Pregnant people, eat food with nutrition, children can grow up healthily.

So, Fu Ling studied very hard.

He was smart. After learning it several times, he found some tricks.

Pregnant women should not eat spicy food or too cold food.

So, Fu Ling put down a bowl of egg rice and sprinkled some scallions on the surface.

On the whole, it looks like it has all kinds of color, smell and taste. This skill is no less than any other restaurant.

In addition, he made a cold dish with sour taste -

Fu Ling got rid of the receptionist and sent it to Wencheng's room.

The front desk lady looked at the food enviously.

"Miss Wen is very lucky to have Mr. Fu as a patron saint in secret It's really enviable... "

Fu Ling chuckled and said nothing.

With expectation in his eyes, he watched the front desk push the cart to Wencheng's room.

After Wen Cheng left at the front desk, he poured himself a cup of boiled water.

Unexpectedly, she just drank boiled water, the vomit in the throat, then hit again.

There is nothing to vomit in my stomach, so I can only vomit some sour water -

in my stomach