President proudly spoils the petty wife

The final result was that the Hot Spring Creek protest was invalid, and she ate the lightest meal in her memory, white rice porridge.

Shan Jiang's beef noodles have reached the peak, but as for porridge, white rice porridge is the simplest. This choice is the best for her stomach.

In view of the fact that wenquanxi went to the hospital today and suffered a lot of physical damage, Wen zhicen and Lin Yufen began to urge her upstairs to sleep as soon as they finished their meal.

"Shan Jiang, you should stay. I'm tired after running with her for a long time today." when my daughter is old, she can't help her mother. Lin Yufen is very relieved to give the Hot Spring Creek to Shan Jiang's care. He always has a way to treat her.

When a girl is ill, she always likes to be accompanied by someone nearby. She is as hypocritical as Wenquan Creek. Of course, she thinks so. If she complains with her mother, she may even make a sarcastic remark about her. It's better to let Shan Jiang stay.

"OK." looking at Wenquan Creek, he didn't mean to refuse. Of course, Shan Jiang is willing to stay. It's getting colder and colder. It's more comfortable to find someone to warm the bed.

After bathing in the Hot Spring Creek, she lay in bed and rolled over. She was hungry. White rice porridge didn't fill her stomach at all. She was already hungry.

It's also good to give her two green vegetables and leaves without meat. The bare white rice porridge is naked abuse.

"Baby, are you still uncomfortable?" when Shan Jiang saw the Hot Spring Creek curled up, he thought her stomach was beginning to be uncomfortable again, so he rushed up and hugged her in his arms.

"Shan Jiang..." he took out his whole life's acting skills and called Shan Jiang's name in great pain. He was so frightened that Shan Jiang almost didn't hold her directly and rushed out to the hospital.

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat meat..." he pulled his collar with both hands, as if as long as he refused, he immediately jumped up and bit his neck and ate his meat.

A group of crows flew over Shan Jiang's head, trying to calm down his just excited mood. Didn't he just finish his meal? Why are you hungry now?

"Aren't you afraid to go to the hospital again because of eating?" I don't know who gave the injection. Pulling out the injection is the same as a dying one. Did you forget it so soon?

"I don't support it. I'm not really, really, really hungry." she has repeatedly stressed that she is really hungry. White rice porridge doesn't plug her stomach at all, which is no different from drinking water.

"Finished digesting so soon?" Shan Jiang was a little suspicious. Even if she had just drunk a big bowl of rice porridge, did she have no feeling after supporting her stomach once?

Do you need to go to the hospital again? Shan Jiang is thinking about this possibility, but he can't let Wenquan river go to the hospital again. She won't be happy.

"There's nothing left after going to the bathroom..." although Wenquan Creek doesn't want to say such rude words, it's true.

In Shan Jiang's eyes, she has never been a lady. Be rude. She depends on him all her life. Now it's too late to know what kind of person she is.

"But your stomach?" Shan Jiang didn't pay attention to what Wenquan Xi said, but wondered whether he should go to find something to eat for her. He knew that Wenquan Xi had a big stomach.

"My stomach is made of iron, honey. People are so hungry, really hungry." if she goes out and tells Aunt Zhang them, they will love her stomach more.

"OK, OK, I'll give you a bowl of noodles. Don't want to eat meat. Greasy things don't work." should the next bowl of tomato egg noodles not hurt your stomach?

How about cooking noodles directly? Will she not be able to eat? Shan Jiang doesn't want to ask Wenquan Xi's opinion. She must want to eat meat and spicy food.

"I knew my dear was the best." Wenquan Creek hugged Shan Jiang's neck and kissed him fiercely. It was the first time she took the initiative, but he was going to the next one.

While stirring up things in the kitchen, Aunt Zhang came over for fear that he might burn the kitchen. In fact, Shan Jiang's cooking is good, but Aunt Zhang only saw him cook porridge.

Shan Jiang can't say he's hungry. This will make them feel that they don't entertain well and can only sell Wenquan Creek. Aunt Zhang understands and goes back to her room with a smile.

"It smells good..." counting the time, the hot spring stream couldn't wait. She rushed to the kitchen barefoot. The tile floor was frozen to her heart. She had only the idea of eating. When she was full, she was warm.

"Why don't you wait for me to bring it to you?" Shan Jiang turned off the fire, took her to the sofa, took a pillow to warm her feet, and then went back to the kitchen to serve noodles.

Wenquan stream looked at Shan Jiang from a distance. To be exact, he looked at the face in his hand. His mouth was so greedy that his mouth was about to flow out.

"You must be a good man at home. I'm lucky to meet you." she has never praised Shan Jiang so much. He thinks it's worth it.

"You're smart at this time." Shan Jiang poked her head with melon seeds and a spoiled smile. He was willing to make noodles for her all his life.

"I've always been smart... But you're too stupid... You can't find..."

Eating and protesting against Shan Jiang's evaluation of her, this is already the daily life of their young couple. One dislike and one protest. From this point of view, their IQ is no different.

After eating this bowl of noodles, the whole person of Wenquan Creek was relieved. She still had a shadow in the hospital, so she ate eight times full and took the initiative to end it.

Shan Jiang made noodles for her according to her appetite. For the first time, she had half of the remaining bowl. Looking at the appetites of Wenquan Creek, Shan Jiang couldn't help eating the rest.

People are full of warmth and lust. When the hot spring chicken is full, it starts to doze off. Except for that compliment, Shan Jiang doesn't take advantage of anything.

Who told him to spoil her? Took her back to her room, covered her bed and warmed her before she got up.

He has always had doubts about Fu Ziyan. Recently, the company's business is too busy, and he doesn't have time to ask detective Zhang how it is?

Some of the news given to him before, intentionally or unintentionally, was narrowly escaped by Fu Ziyan. It seems that neither Bai yaruo nor Su Mengmeng went to see them for the sake of Hot Spring Creek.

But no matter who Fu Ziyan dates, he has to take Wenquan river with him. He even has to send her one more meal. Shan Jiang is very confused. What is this for?

Simple friendship between brother and sister is absolutely impossible. Shan Jiang thinks he has met countless readers, good and bad, including obscene.

Fu Ziyan doesn't feel very good to him. He always shows an attempt, but he hasn't figured out what he is trying to do yet?

His eyes to the hot spring brook have no love, but are full of desire. What is there in her that is worth his use?

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