Quick Wear: My love-brained childhood sweetheart always asks me for a kiss

Song Shiyan had a clear soup pot. It was not that he could not eat chili peppers, but Chi Tingwan's tolerance for spicy food was indeed difficult for him to accept. He had never tried the challenge of spicy food in all these years.

I tried medium-spicy food in high school, but have always kept it slightly spicy since then.

He thought Chi Ting's late dinner was so spicy because it was within her tolerance. But when he found that she was sniffing, sticking out her tongue, and drinking cold water from time to time, he immediately realized that she just wanted to have fun.

But after about ten minutes, Chi Tingwan obediently put the small bowl of sesame paste back in front of himself.

Song Shiyan felt both amused and confused.

Could this be the legendary "bad guy"?

When she ordered the extra spicy, her expression was so calm and determined. She looked like she had eaten it countless times. She threw away the sesame paste and made a new bowl, which made Song Shiyan think that this level of spiciness was not worth mentioning to her.

But it turns out that this level of spiciness is simply beyond her tolerance. She is just a novice and loves to play.

"No, the spiciness of this dish is a bit beyond my imagination. I think I can't finish it. I'll eat it next time." She slurped several times and waved her hand around her lips as a fan.

Vegetables are much spicier than meat.

At this time, Song Shiyan finally understood her intention of ordering the extra spicy hot pot. He was speechless. She really did everything to avoid eating vegetables. Aren't you afraid of upsetting your stomach?

After the food in the pot was scooped out, Song Shiyan asked the waiter to come over and change the base of the pot. Her eyes and nose were red from the spiciness, and it was obvious that this was the first time she had such a spicy base. He didn't want to send people to the hospital the first time he took them out for hot pot.

Seeing Song Shiyan was going to change the base of the pot, Chi Tingwan suddenly became anxious, "This is such a bother for others, I can eat it, really."

"I think they are happy to take the trouble. After all, it will be a new round of money."

Chi Tingwan: "..."

"Okay, you just don't want to eat vegetables? Why order a spicy hot pot? Aren't you afraid that you'll get sick from eating and delay filming?"

Sure enough, Chi Tingwan immediately became obedient when filming was mentioned.

He had discovered her passion for filming early on. Although her acting skills had not improved much, she really loved doing it. Song Shiyan didn't find it strange, as everyone had different hobbies.

After so many years of debut and being criticized so many times, he can still maintain his original intention, which is a very good quality.

The base of the pot was changed quickly, this time it was a spicier and clear soup hotpot.

After the pot boiled, Song Shiyan started to put food into the hot pot.

Chi Tingwan once again abandoned her small bowl of sesame paste. This time she ate very comfortably, one mouthful after another without stopping. The water in the pot was never moved again, and the porcelain cup was always ignored by her.

The contrast between the before and after made Song Shiyan feel a little funny.

It was the first time he had seen someone who would rather destroy his stomach in order not to eat vegetables.

Thinking of what Chi Tingwan had complained to him on WeChat before, Song Shiyan was hesitating whether to invite a professional chef to his home.

Song Shiyan was not a person who cared much about food, so his family always used the auntie arranged by his mother. This auntie was a very professional nutritionist, and compared with the final taste, she liked to study healthy combinations more.

Chi Tingwan's identity as a female artist also made her more serious, and she made all low-fat meals. Every time, Chi Tingwan could only eat a few bites.

At first, Song Shiyan thought she had a small appetite, or wanted to take her identity as an artist into consideration. But by chance, he discovered her secretly adding more food.

However, Song Shiyan didn't care. After all, those low-fat nutritious meals were good for her.

But she has been adding extra meals more and more frequently recently.

Today, she clearly showed her love for meat.

This made Song Shiyan curious, "Don't you need to keep in shape?"

"I have a special physique and it's not easy for me to gain weight. If I really eat a lot, I can just go to the gym." Chi Tingwan still likes the original owner's physique. After all, who doesn't love delicious food?

In the dimension where she was Chi Dali, she was not so lucky. She ate less and ran more.

Song Shiyan also thought that this physique was good. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Jie.

On the way home, Chi Tingwan discovered a fatal fact. She had her period...

"Assistant Chen, please pull over." Chi Tingwan covered his stomach with a bitter look on his face.

Seeing her sunken face, Song Shiyan couldn't help wondering, "What's wrong? Stomachache? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, I just need to go to the bathroom."

The original owner's menstrual period was not stable, so she always had the habit of preparing sanitary napkins in her bag. Fortunately, there was a ready-made large shopping mall in front of her, and there must be a toilet in the mall.

When Chi Tingwan opened the door and got out of the car, Song Shiyan immediately understood, "Wait." Song Shiyan quickly moved over and put the suit jacket in the car around Chi Tingwan's waist. In order to eat hot pot, he specially changed into casual clothes at the company.

In order to prevent unexpected situations, Song Shiyan always has a suit in his car. If I remember correctly, this is a high-end suit.

Just use it as a reverse apron for her.

She was wearing a white floral dress today. Although the marks were not obvious now, they could still be seen if you looked closely.

After changing her sanitary napkin, Chi Tingwan even bought a new skirt at the mall.

When she came back in her long black dress, the back seat had been cleared.

Fan Tong couldn't help but joked: [It's rare to see a boss who doesn't have mysophobia. He wiped it himself with toilet paper. He didn't spray disinfectant. He didn't dislike it at all.] In fact, he never quite understood the setting of the mysophobic male protagonist. Was it to show the male protagonist's specialness to the female protagonist?

Surprise! The young master hasn't laughed like this for a long time!

Shock! Isn't the young master's mysophobia very serious? He actually made an exception for her?

Surprise! The CEO actually answered the phone during a meeting, and his tone was so gentle?

so funny.

In fact, Fan Tong was once a stray dog. There was a period of time when he accompanied his host on similar tasks, and it was quite entertaining to watch.

But he is now a mature Tongzi.

I'm tired of these old-fashioned plots.

Facts have proved that Chi Tingwan's behavior of maintaining the original owner's style and drinking cold water after eating the spicy hot pot was an extremely suicidal behavior.

As soon as Chi Tingwan got home, he collapsed on the sofa.

Seeing her holding her stomach and groaning, Song Shiyan's eyes were full of helplessness, "There are painkillers at home, do you want to take them?"

Chi Tingwan waved his hand decisively, "Drinking that stuff will make you addicted." The original owner didn't always feel pain during her menstruation, so she always refused to take painkillers.

Song Shiyan had no choice but to ask the aunt at home to help Chi Tingwan make ginger and brown sugar water.

Seeing Chi Tingwan trying to get up, Song Shiyan looked over and asked, "Want to go upstairs?"

Chi Tingwan nodded and said, "I'm going to go upstairs and find my heating pad to apply." Besides, no matter how comfortable the sofa is, it is not as comfortable as the bed.

Song Shiyan hesitated for a moment, but still chose to go forward and support her.

The first thing Chi Tingwan did when he entered the bedroom was to turn on the air conditioner. Summer menstruation is the most tiring.

You can't catch a cold during your period, but if you put something on it, it will be very hot.

Song Shiyan seemed to have thought of this, so he did not stop her from turning on the air conditioner. "Where is your heating pad? I'll help you find it."

"In that closet. Wait a minute, let me change into pajamas." Chi Tingwan did not change into a nightgown, but took out a pair of short-sleeved and mid-length pajamas specially designed for summer periods. When she came out of the bathroom after changing, Song Shiyan was still searching.

"Found it." Song Shiyan directly tore open the package and handed it to her.

There is no need to worry about burns with this heating patch, but to be safe, Chi Tingwan still stuck it on the outside of his clothes.

After applying the paste, she covered herself with the summer quilt and lay down.

"Please help me draw the curtains, thank you."

Song Shiyan picked up the remote control on the TV table and turned it on. Then he put the remote control for controlling the light source on her bedside table, "Message me if you have anything. I'm going to a meeting."

Chi Tingwan said weakly: "Okay..."

Song Shiyan couldn't help but laugh. He was so full of energy in the restaurant, but now he has turned into a quail.

Auntie quickly brought the ginger and brown sugar water. The original owner actually hated the taste of ginger, but when the pain was unbearable, he would still give in.

Seeing Chi Tingwan frowning, the aunt laughed immediately, "Pinch your nose and take a breath and it will pass. Drink it and it will be relieved. It's still a little hot, you can let it cool down first. Just leave the bowl there. I'll come up and get it tomorrow."

"Thank you, Aunt Qin."

Chi Tingwan played with his phone for a while, drank some brown sugar water, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Chi Tingwan slept until ten o'clock. Sleeping is indeed the best way to cure menstruation. Chi Tingwan felt that her stomach didn't hurt much anymore. She turned on the light, picked up the bowl on the bedside table and walked out.

Coincidentally, Song Shiyan just opened the door and walked out at this moment, "Does your stomach hurt anymore?"

"It's okay, but it's still a little congested."

Song Shiyan was a little confused. He didn't understand what stomach congestion meant. But the Internet said that girls feel very uncomfortable on the first day of their period. He couldn't help but sigh, "Give me the bowl, you go back to sleep."

Song Shiyan was not a spoiled young master. He did not treat Aunt Qin as a servant, and sometimes he would help wash dishes and clothes when he had free time. He could also cook some simple dishes. He did not have mysophobia or stomach problems, and his daily routine was generally regular.

He is considered a breath of fresh air among the domineering CEOs.

After Song Shiyan finished washing the dishes, Chi Tingwan had already returned to his room. Just as he was about to continue working overtime, Chi Tingwan suddenly opened the door and poked his head out, "Do you need to work overtime tonight?"

"Yes." He had to wait until at least twelve o'clock before he could go to bed.

"Then I'll work overtime with you. I guess I won't be able to sleep for a while." Chi Tingwan shook the script in his hand.

Song Shiyan glanced at her and said, "It seems that your stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

Chi Tingwan rubbed his stomach and said, "In order to avoid being scolded less tomorrow, I can only work hard tonight."

"Let me make it clear first, I don't have time to rehearse lines with you today."

Chi Tingwan didn't care, "It's okay, I can imagine it."

Song Shiyan: “?” Can you imagine this thing?

Song Shiyan was somewhat helpless. This girl was really clever and naughty.

Song Shiyan was always very focused when he was working, but tonight he couldn't concentrate.

Chi Tingwan naturally noticed Song Shiyan's glances at her from time to time. She pretended not to notice anything and continued to recite her lines.

After reciting it, she began to stare at Song Shiyan with a focused expression.

Song Shiyan felt uncomfortable all over. Why was this girl staring at him instead of just reading the script?

A minute later, Song Shiyan couldn't help but raise his head, "Have you finished reciting it?"

"almost."

"So you want to go back to bed?"

Chi Tingwan blinked and said, "I'm not sleepy yet."

Song Shiyan was a little helpless, "Then can you stop staring at me all the time?"

"But I used to do this all the time, and you never told me not to watch it."

Song Shiyan was a little dazed.

Really? You used to stare at him?

He doesn't even know.