The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

He smiled, grimacing at her 'do not like to owe others' attitude.

Beichen Yuqing didn't speak, and sat down beside her.

Give her your hand.

Xiao Chuchu took iodophor to disinfect him first, and then applied some ointment on him. Seeing his pricked fingers with small holes everywhere, her heart ached.

"Why do you want to pick it up? Didn't you say that the least favorite thing is the bracelet?"

Beichen Yuqing was speechless for a while, and only after shouting for a long time did she answer her question, "It has my name on it."

Xiao Chuchu also didn't speak for a while, and after a while, while wrapping the gauze around him, she said, "Then... did you find it?"

"No."

It's okay if you don't see it.

The bracelet was originally given to him, but he insisted on listening to Mo Yu's confession, so let him continue to misunderstand her like this.

Anyway, there will be no intersection between them soon.

"It's bandaged, remember not to get wet."

"En." Beichen Yuqing made a thick nasal sound.

"Sterilization should be carried out at least once a day."

"Ah."

"And don't eat spicy food..." Xiao Chuchu paused, then chuckled, "Forgot, you don't eat spicy food."

Beichen Yuqing's eyes deepened, and she glanced at her, "Apart from spicy food, what else do I eat?"

She thought about it, and remembered that when she cooked for him for the first time, he said that he would not eat garlic.

But...she didn't say anything, but replied, "I don't know."

"I still don't eat garlic, parsley, celery."

Xiao Chuchu looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you talking about this?"

He licked his lips and smiled, "Just say what you want."

If you don't say it, you won't have a chance.

"What about you? What don't you eat?" Beichen Yuqing asked.

"I'll eat anything."

In fact, Xiao Chuchu didn't eat garlic, but there was no need to tell him.

"You don't eat garlic." He looked at her and said affirmatively.

Xiao Chuchu raised her eyes slightly, her expression was a little surprised, but she didn't find it strange.

She lowered her eyes, "Garlic is not tasty, but it can be swallowed."

When living in the Song family, I learned not to be picky about food.

Beichen Yuqing said in a low voice, "If you don't like to eat, don't eat it in the future."

Xiao Chuchu nodded, "Well, let's eat, it's getting cold."

Hearing her talking about eating, Beichen Yuqing's stern face gradually darkened, and her thin lips were even pursed into a straight line.

Was she so eager to leave him?

I don't want to stay with him for a second.

He was depressed for a few seconds, "Well, eat."

Beichen Yuqing stood up and led her to the set table.

The kitchen prepares egg noodles in clear soup.

Xiao Chuchu picked up a chopstick and was about to eat it when she suddenly thought of his hand.

"Do you...can use chopsticks?"

He raised his hand, "Do you think it's useful?"

When bandaging her, she didn't wrap all her hands up, but only one-third of her knuckles were exposed.

"then you……"

"feed me."

Two voices sounded together.

Xiao Chuchu was stunned, "Huh?"

Beichen Yuqing looked at her squarely, "Feed me."

"I..." What she wanted to say just now was to let the servant serve him, but she didn't expect him to let her serve him.

He saw that she wanted to refuse, his eyes darkened, "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

The voice was hoarse and a little lost.

Hearing this made her feel uncomfortable.

Thinking that his hands were all hurt, his heart softened even more.

"Okay, I'll feed you."

Beichen Yuqing's eyes lit up suddenly, and she looked at her in disbelief, "Really?"

Xiao Chuchu thought his question was funny, "Is it necessary to lie to you?"

While talking, she pulled the chair to his side, picked up the bowl, stirred it, picked up a chopsticks, and handed it to him.

He still looked surprised at her.

Xiao Chuchu laughed again, "Open your mouth."

Beichen Yuqing opened her mouth obediently, and ate the noodles she picked up.

"good to eat."

"Well, your chef made it, and the taste will not be bad."