The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

This meal has been cooked for nearly three hours, and there is no one left.

Xiao Chuchu put the meals she had prepared on the dining car and pushed them to Beichen Yuqing's room.

Beichen Yuqing just got up at this time, and saw that the seat next to her was empty.

The little woman who slept with him was gone.

He sat up and pressed his uncomfortable stomach, which has been getting more and more painful recently.

After pressing for a few seconds, resisting the pain, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed to put on his shoes, intending to find Xiao Chuchu.

The moment he opened the door, he saw Xiao Chuchu wearing an apron, pushing a dining cart over.

"Hey, you're up, it's time to eat."

Beichen Yuqing looked at her, and when she heard her speak, her heart felt so warm instantly, her stomach didn't seem to hurt anymore.

Xiao Chuchu pushed the dining car to his side, she raised her hand and pushed him, "Go in."

Beichen Yuqing didn't move, she looked at her face with blue eyes, her fair skin was covered with black dirt, "What did you do?"

As he spoke, he wiped her face with his hand.

Xiao Chuchu has been busy with work, she didn't know that her face was dirty, so she also raised her hand to touch it, "Is my face dirty?"

"It's so dirty, tell me, what did you do?"

She tugged at the apron on her body, "You can't tell, I'm going to cook for you."

Beichen Yuqing was instantly pleasantly surprised, it turned out that she had gone to cook for him.

He held her hand and looked at her with some distress, "Aren't there servants at home?"

"I see that you don't seem to have much appetite, so I cooked some porridge for you, steamed a small pumpkin, and fried broccoli and fungus yam."

Listening to her, Beichen Yuqing raised the corners of her mouth, suddenly feeling very hungry.

He lifted the cover of the meal, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat.

"Oh, let's eat in the room." She snatched the chopsticks away.

Push the dining car in.

Beichen Yuqing savored the taste of the dishes, and followed her into the room.

She set the food, Beichen Yuqing sat in front of the food, before it was ready, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and start again.

Seeing his movements, Xiao Chuchu couldn't help laughing.

Beichen Yuqing took one mouthful after another, smacking his mouth back, he wanted to show that it was delicious.

As a result, Xiao Chuchu looked at him amusedly.

It's a bit funny for such a noble man to slap his lips.

"Is the dish salty?"

She hasn't tasted it yet after making it. She remembers that she put too much research into the green vegetable tofu soup last time, so she put it cautiously.

"No."

"Huh? Then I'll go get the salt."

Before he got up, he held him down, "It's okay, it's delicious."

"It's delicious, it doesn't taste like salt."

"It's really delicious." He was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, so he picked up the food with his chopsticks and ate it.

The happiest thing for everyone who cooks is to watch their loved ones finish their cooking satisfactorily.

Xiao Chuchu smiled, "Okay, eat slowly, you'll be choking for a while."

Xiao Chuchu ate something with him.

The dish had no salty taste, she couldn't eat it, and she didn't know how he swallowed it.

Finally got the disc.

Xiao Chuchu asked the servant to push the dining car out.

Then he asked Beichen Yuqing to lie down on the bed.

"I just ate and don't want to lie down."

Xiao Chuchu thought about it, yes, it's better not to lie down in a hurry just after eating.

"Okay, you can sit on the sofa for a while."

"Accompany me."

Hearing his pleading voice, she softened her heart, "Okay."

She nestled into his arms, and Beichen Yuqing held her arm.

"neat."

"Ok?"

"Let the people below do the job of looking for medicine. I don't want to see you worry about it every day."

She doesn't sleep well every night, she also loses her mind when eating, and sighs from time to time.

Beichen Yuqing saw it all, and her heart ached to death.

Sometimes I really hate myself, why not take good care of my stomach.