Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

"OK." she doesn't want to bother him at this time. He indulges in the pain of losing relatives, but she can't comfort him.

After the banquet Wenfu, there were servants. Qiao Xin watched the driver drive away the two old people. She led the banquet Secretary night back to the Linjiang villa.

There was nothing to say all the way. The atmosphere on the bus was very quiet. Josin looked at the side face of Yan Siye with superior lines. He was perfect like a perfect outline that could not be created by the most skilled sculptor in the world. The eyebrows are not angry, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are exploitative and sexy.

He is still as perfect as before, but he is thin. The line of her chin was more firm, and the worry in josin's eyes could not be hidden. She stretched out her hand to hold the cold palm of Yansi night.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Wang looked at Qiao Xin's busy figure and stepped forward to help, "young lady, let me help you wash the dishes. You have prepared so many ingredients that you will be busy for a while and a half."

Josin wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "OK."

Mrs. Wang washed the ingredients and looked at a series of food on the cabinet. "These are the dishes that the young master likes to eat. You can't finish it if you cook so much."

Josin tried the freshly cooked soup. The pot was still steaming. Her eyes were worried.

"He hasn't been eating or drinking for a day or two now. I want to make his favorite dishes and see if he can move his chopsticks."

Mrs. Wang glanced at Qiao Xin's busy figure. He sighed with a smile: "young lady, you are very kind to the young master."

Josin smiled lightly: "yes."

Wang Ma thought of the situation upstairs and sighed. The meals served yesterday were brought out intact. The atmosphere in the villa was very depressed, and the servants were like frightened birds. I'm afraid a mistake will make my master angry.

Fortunately, their hostess is a gentle person and never embarrasses them in small things, but now the state of banquet night is very worrying, so josin didn't go to the company directly today. Working in the kitchen early in the morning.

After a busy morning, joshin came to the second floor with a tray. The room was dark and very quiet. Only the ups and downs on the bed showed that there were people in the room.

Josin put the food on the bedside table and said softly, "Si Ye. Are you awake?"

The figure covered with the quilt did not move, as if she had not heard her voice.

"I cooked some dishes you like. There are your favorite tomato sirloin and steamed ribs. By the way, I tell you, the Aolong airlifted here today is fresh and the fried steak. When I fried the steak just now, the fire was a little big and there was a little red dot on my hand. You see, it's all red."

She advised him to eat and saw that he was quiet. Put the back of his splashed hand in front of him, and his voice was wronged.

In fact, the little red mark had already stopped hurting, but josin knew that compared with his own body. He wants to love her more.

……

Sure enough, the stone like body turned around. Banquet Secretary Ye grabbed Qiaoxin's hand. After looking at it, he picked up the ointment by the bed and drugged her. Although his face was still cold, Qiaoxin still saw the tenderness of his action.

If it had not been for this sudden disaster, he had always been so considerate and careful to her.

Finally, there is something moving. As long as he doesn't ignore her and doesn't keep his previous state all the time.