Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Well, why mention Duan Qingyan, who has a bad view?

Luo Xiaojing's puzzled expression is revealed, and Xin Yuchen makes a shudder on his head: "this is not what lawyer Xin said to Luo Xiaojing, but that people should read more when they are ugly. Yes, it is a reminder that you are stupid and have more money. Remember it for me, do you hear me?"

"I hear you."

The familiar feeling makes the distance between them close unconsciously. Luo Xiaojing moves his lips: "but..."

"Gone."

The words haven't had time to say, be interrupted by Xin Yuchen.

With a charming smile, he grabbed a few more grapes and stood in the down elevator.

Back to the ward, Leng Yu is sitting at the bedside to see Xin Yuchen's appeal receipt.

"Boss, have some fruit."

The beautiful girl's voice lingers in his ears. Leng Yu puts the receipt back into the file bag and puts it aside. Luo Xiaojing, who is carrying fruit, also stands in front of him.

"Cut an apple? Peel a banana? It seems that the grapes are very sweet. I just ate a bunch of them

All kinds of fruits make people salivate, but in Leng Yu's eyes, they are not as good as Luo Xiaojing with pink cheeks.

"Actually, I'm a little hungry."

Luo Xiaojing didn't recognize his pun: "didn't you have breakfast?"

Leng Yu frowned and thought, then nodded heavily.

"Isn't it a VIP ward? Why don't you even offer breakfast? " Thinking of cold Yu still hungry, Luo Xiaojing unhappy face, like a small daughter-in-law make complaints about Tucao.

"Boss, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it now."

"You cooked the noodles."

Muddle B blink blink, this is the hospital, how to cook noodles?

"I'd like something light, but I can't eat anything made outside."

But Luo Xiaojing can't refuse at all. The great God is for her being burned, so the great God's demands will be satisfied as long as she can satisfy them.

"OK, I'll be ready."

From the small supermarket outside the hospital to buy tomatoes and hand rolled noodles, Luo Xiaojing plunges into the small kitchen equipped in the VIP ward.

"Boss, wait for me for 15 minutes."

With the sound of running water, Leng Yu slowly got up, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water and took a mouthful of it to relieve the sudden dry mouth.

Then, he heard the sound of tomatoes in the kitchen.

Luo Xiaojing is not good at cooking. Leng Yu knows that. He goes back to the hospital bed and probes into her head, imagining her in a hurry.

"Ah

Suddenly there was a scream.

Dong!

Then there was the sound of a heavy object falling.

"Luo Xiaojing." Leng Yu gets up anxiously. It seems that it's a wrong decision to let her cook. She may hurt herself.

"I'm fine, boss." The door of the kitchen was pushed open, and Luo Xiaojing, who poked out his head, said with a shy smile, "one tomato died in battle. You have to wait five more minutes. If it's really boring, you can brush the microblog first."

This tone, as if the wife can't wait to coax her husband.

Leng Yu poured saliva again, obediently took the mobile phone to brush the micro blog.

First of all, he browsed the official micro blog of Royal ornaments. Leng Yu was used to the enthusiasm and craziness of Royal powder. He was going to see the comments of major media and fashion big V on the new product launch of Royal ornaments last night. A sour poisonous chicken soup came out.

"Thousands of sails, your happiness, in fact, is around the plain."

Leng Yu frowned slightly. It was this kind of sentimental writing again. He pointed to cancel the attention and stopped suddenly.

Is Luo Xiaojing ordinary?

No, she's shining!

Eyes moved to the kitchen, lips involuntarily up, tomato and egg noodles seem to be almost cooked, a burst of fragrance from the small kitchen.

In fact, it's not bad to live in a hospital like this.

"BOSS, wait a minute, the gas in the kitchens is awesome."

The address has not changed, but the tone is like a wife who can't make sure the kitchen asks her husband for help again.

"Let me have a look."

As soon as I got up, my mobile phone vibrated.

"Boss, I'm going through the discharge procedures for you. I'll pick you up in the ward in about an hour."

Leng Yu looked at the direction of the small kitchen: "in six hours, the new product conference later will be changed to video conference."

After a few seconds, she said, "good boss."

After closing the line, Luo Xiaojing's tomato and egg noodles are finished. He carefully takes them out and brings them to Leng Yu.

In the rising heat, Luo Xiaojing's tiny red face was stained with silk smoke: "I'm sorry boss, let you wait so long."

Long?

He didn't feel it at all.

"Eat quickly. Don't be hungry."

The expectation in Luo Xiaojing's eyes seems to be waiting for Leng Yu's comment. He moves his body. As soon as the chopsticks are put into the bowl, the center of his eyebrows is tightly twisted."Does it hurt because it affects the burn on the back?"

"Not bad."

Luo Xiaojing hung her head and did not say a word. For a long time, she seemed to be determined: "boss, I'll feed you."

The burn on his back is very painful, but it's not so painful that he can't even take the chopsticks. But for Luo Xiaojing's proposal

"Good." He readily agreed.

Luo Xiaojing picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, carefully rolled them up and put them into the spoon. Du Zui blew the hot air and motioned to Da Shen to open his mouth.

"Ah..."

As soon as the mouth shape was made, Leng Yu's blood rushed to a certain place.

"Hot mouth?"

Leng Yu absent-minded: "not hot."

The distance is too close, Luo Xiaojing's breath is clear and can be heard, the twinkling long eyelashes, the twinkling eyes care about the blink, Leng Yu breathing slightly smothering, uncontrollable emotions in the chest.

He doesn't want to eat noodles. He wants to eat Luo Xiaojing.

I don't know that Leng Yu is ready to move. Luo Xiaojing picks more noodles this time and sends them to Leng Yu.

"A little more this time."

As soon as he reached into the air, his wrist was suddenly grasped by Leng Yu.

Junyan enlarges in front of her eyes. The bad smile on Lengyu's lips makes Luo Xiaojing in a trance. She leans to avoid his burning eyes. She falters: "boss, you'd better eat by yourself."

The atmosphere has changed. Luo Xiaojing is aware of it. If he feeds on it, it's not sure who eats.

"I won't eat it myself." Thin lips brushed her cheek, Leng Yu took the face in her hand and put it aside.

Hand empty, another part of the body seems to be filled with something.

Luo Xiaojing didn't retreat, but her breath became more and more heavy. The great God was really terrible. It was just a few movements, and she could easily lift her heartstrings.

"Then I'll do the dishes."

In the end, Luo Xiaojing still can't hold on. She turns around and wants to escape. She forgets that her wrist is still held by Leng Yu. One by one, she escapes and the other pulls. With the sound of Luo Xiaojing, who can't resist Leng Yu's strength, she falls unsteadily to the hospital bed.

Yingting's face is close at this moment. Leng Yu's body trapped Luo Xiaojing in a small area. Her frightened and shy face is reflected in his locked eyes. The breath is closer and close