President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

The car stopped at the gate of the hotel.

Jono waited in the hotel lobby. When he saw the car stop, he immediately trotted outside and waved warmly to the car: "boss, little sister-in-law!"

Across the window, Wen Zhou smiled at Jono standing outside, and two beautiful little pear vortices appeared on his cheeks.

She turned to Shang Jing, who had not yet woken up, gently shook his shoulder and softly called, "Shang Jing, here we are."

Shang Jing slowly opened his eyes.

He is still very tired.

So when he felt safe and relaxed fragrance around Wen Zhou, he just wanted to rest against her.

Wen Zhouzhou's voice was particularly gentle. Her clear eyes were full of warm waves. When she saw him wake up, she stretched out her hand and pushed open the door next to him: "let's go back to the hotel and have a rest."

As it happens, she is also very tired.

In addition, she hasn't recovered from her cold yet. At the moment, her head is dizzy.

Yunyi and others got off and waited aside.

Jono was excited when she saw Wen Zhou and Shang Jing coming down. She learned that they were going back to the hotel and specially prepared a banquet in the hotel: "boss, little sister-in-law, you are back. I have prepared a very rich banquet waiting for you."

As soon as the voice fell, Jono's face changed.

Boss, what's the matter?

Why is this face worse than what she saw at Han's house yesterday?

Yu Dongli followed. He found that Shang Jing's condition was very abnormal yesterday, but there were no more medical instruments to check it.

Now separated from the Han family, he said, "Shang Jing, let's go to the hospital for examination."

Shang Jing shook his head. He knew his physical condition very well: "I'm fine."

Yu Dongli: "

The two had known each other for many years, and only Shang Jing's refusal showed his determination.

However, since Shang Jing said it was all right, it proved that his life was safe.

Knowing this, Yu Dongli also chose to respect Shang Jing's opinions.

Besides, no one in the world except Wen Zhou can force Shang Jing to do what he is unwilling to do.

Shang Jing didn't want to mention it. She didn't want to say it to make everyone worry.

Anyway, he is Shang Jing's family doctor. Even if Shang Jing doesn't want to say now, he will know sooner or later when he returns to Mu city.

Jono felt relieved when he heard the speech.

Seeing Shang Jing's current state, she asked, "can the banquet I arranged continue in the evening?"

Wen Zhouzhou held Shang Jing's hand and had to deal with it all the time in the Han family these days, which led to that she and Shang Jing didn't eat well and sleep well.

However, compared with the food, what she and Shang Jing need most now is rest: "Jono, thank you, but we want to go back to our room first."

Jono smiled carelessly: "OK, little sister-in-law, have a good rest with the boss."

I always feel that there is something wrong between the boss and my sister-in-law.

Maybe she thinks too much.

It is gratifying that the boss and his sister-in-law are finally reconciled.

After all, this is something to celebrate.

In this way, although the Han family is not very happy this time, as long as the feelings between the boss and his sister-in-law remain the same, it is the harvest this time.

Wen Zhou said goodbye to Shang Jing and went back to the suite.

When they finished grooming, they hugged each other and slept.

When Wen Zhou woke up again, it was dark outside.

She was lying in bed. She thought Shang Jing would wake up first, but she found that he was still asleep.

She turned over, put her hand on the pillow, put her palm close to her side face, and looked at Shang Jing's sleeping face carefully.

Shang Jing, who was sleeping, looked very different from her usual cold and inaccessible appearance.

Sleeping, he put down his guard and his indifference. He always liked to frown. Now he also stretched out, but the pallor of his face made her uncomfortable.

What's more, she found that Shang Jing was thin.

Goo Goo

Wen Zhou touched Bian's stomach. Before she lived here, Shang Jing was in charge of her three meals a day. Now Shang Jing hasn't woken up yet, so she can only do it by herself.

She opened the quilt, leaned over and kissed Shang Jing's light lips.

The soft hair spread on the bed with her movements, and a wisp of naughty hair fell on Shang Jing's cheek when she left his lips.

Wen Zhou stood by the bed and took out the naughty strand of hair with his fingers.

She left the bedroom lightly.

With a snap, the room suddenly brightened.

Wen Zhou barefoot on the clean floor.

During this time, although she and Shang Jing did not live here, the hotel also had staff responsible for cleaning the room.

Everything in the suite is very tidy.

She went to the shoe cabinet, opened the door of the shoe cabinet, found a pair of women's fine velvet slippers from inside, put them on her feet, covered her flat stomach all the way to the refrigerator.

Wen Zhou has the habit of eating snacks, but since she was with Shang Jing, her habit has been changed.

Shang Jing's diet is very green and healthy, so gradually, she will forget to put some fast food and snacks in the refrigerator.

The refrigerator is full of all kinds of ingredients, each of which is very fresh, but none of them can be eaten quickly.

Fortunately, there are fruits to cushion your stomach.

So she took out an apple to wash it, ate it first, then took out her mobile phone, searched the Internet for recipes and practices of home-made dishes, and then downloaded a recipe software.

She said she would be nice to Shang Jing. She would never break her promise.

In other words, she hasn't cooked for Shang Jing since she was with Shang Jing.

Instead, Shang Jing is acting as her chef, and every meal is changed to meet her five zang organs temple.

At the thought of this, the corners of Wen Zhou's mouth turned up happily.

She found some simple and easy to make home-made dishes, cleaned the ingredients one by one according to the weight specified in the recipe, and packed them in porcelain white dishes.

After doing all this, she became familiar with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar again.

Sure to remember, she slowly began to fire, hot oil.

inside bedroom.

Shang Jing smelled the smell of food. He opened his eyes, sat up with his slender body from the bed, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his finger abdomen. When he looked at his side, he found that his side was empty: "Zhou Zhou?"

At this time, footsteps came from outside.

The door was pushed open.

Wen Zhou stood outside the door with a lively and lovely ball head, a cartoon apron and a spatula.

There are several black marks on her white face, which makes her as lovely as a gray faced little cat.

Under the light, her clear eyes were unusually moist and beautiful, like the brilliance of glass gemstones.

When she saw Shang Jing wake up, Wen Zhou smiled. She trotted up to him and leaned over to kiss Shang Jing on the cheek.

There was a noise when the lip flap separated from his cheek.

Shang Jing's eyes flashed slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at her clear and bright eyes. The residual temperature on his cheeks made him subconsciously recall the corners of his mouth.