Chapter 470

Bo Yan usually takes care of her. Now on the contrary, Shi Cheng is even more flustered.

Shi Cheng reached out again to pick up the ice bag that had fallen nearby, and then touched his forehead. He felt that his temperature was not as hot as before. It seemed that he thought of something. He turned and ran into the bathroom to pick up a basin of clean water, took a clean white towel back to the bed, wet the towel in the water, and then screwed it to half dry, Then wipe the sweating position on his head bit by bit.

After more than half an hour, Bo Yan finally stopped sweating.

The next morning, Bo Yan opened his eyes and his fever had subsided at night. As a result, he saw the little woman sleeping by the bed. Seeing Shi Cheng, it seemed that she had not rested well all night. The man's hand slowly raised and caressed her on the top of her head.

As soon as his hand touched her, Cheng suddenly woke up, raised his eyes and looked at him, "are you awake?"

Bo Yan stared into her eyes. Shi Cheng thought he was uncomfortable. He got up and touched his head. "It's no longer burned. Is it stomach discomfort? I've cooked porridge. Now it's just right for you. I'll bring it to you."

Shi Cheng said and turned and walked out. Bo Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He went out directly and called her, "Shi Cheng."

Looking at her like this, I must have been worried that he didn't have a good rest all night. Now his fever has gone away. No matter what, he should have a good rest.

Shi Cheng turned his head and couldn't hide his worry on his face, "what's the matter?"

"My fever has gone. Have a good rest!"

Then Bo Yan was about to get up, but Shi Cheng stopped him, "I'm fine. You can sleep a little longer. I'll cook porridge for you and I'll bring it to you."

Bo Yan used to take care of her. Now that he is ill, she should take care of him.

Although Shi Cheng has no talent for cooking, it's OK to cook porridge. Shi Cheng brought a large bowl with some small dishes she bought downstairs this morning.

"Drink more and take your temperature later."

Shi Cheng filled some in a small bowl and brought them to Bo Yan, urging him to drink quickly. But Bo Yan was rarely ill and asked Shi Cheng to take care of him. How could he miss this opportunity?

"Feed me."

If Shi Cheng had heard this, he would have refused with a righteous face, but now Shi Cheng can't refuse, so he scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to his mouth.

The key is that Bo Yan drinks porridge and stares at Shi Cheng, which makes her a little embarrassed.

"Oh, you're so good at porridge. Don't always look at me!"

"You look better!"

When Bo Yan said such words, he always didn't consider Shi Cheng's mood. Shi Cheng's face is too red to speak.

Before Shi Cheng said anything else, her mobile phone rang. She picked it up and found that it was Uncle Qing's phone.

"Hello, uncle Qing, what can I do for you?"

There came uncle Qing's anxious voice, "what's the matter with you two? Ah Qing called you last night and didn't return any of them?"

Shi Cheng looked at Bo Yan, "Bo Yan had a fever last night. I was too busy to hear the voice of my mobile phone, uncle Qing, don't tell ah Qing."

Uncle Qing glanced at ah Qing around him and said he couldn't help him.

"Mommy, what's the matter with dad?"

There came a more anxious voice from Shi Qing's mobile phone. Shi Cheng had a headache for a moment. He quickly comforted Shi Qing and said, "Dad is fine, just a fever. It's all right now."

"Really? When will you be back?"

The two men went out for several days. Ah Qing hasn't seen them for four days.

"Ah Qing, listen to Uncle Qing. We'll be back in two days."

Shi Cheng said a few words with Shi Qing before hanging up the phone and yawning sleepily.

Bo Yan noticed that she was a little dark at the moment, so he urged Shi Cheng to go to bed. Anyway, he is well now and doesn't need Shi Cheng's care.

Although Shi Cheng was worried about Bo Yan, he couldn't stand that he didn't sleep well all night. He watched Bo Yan take his temperature and went to bed.

Originally, Shi Cheng thought that she had been trained to have a barbecue before. As a result, when Shi Cheng woke up and came out of the room, he found that the man actually made a barbecue for her.

When Shi Cheng entered the kitchen, he saw the small barbecue equipment sent in by the hotel staff. On it were all kinds of meat kebabs, shrimp kebabs, vegetables kebabs, chicken wings kebabs and other necessary ingredients for barbecue. The taste smelled very attractive.

Shi Cheng looked at Bo Yan's back to help her bake a string in the kitchen. The smell of vegetable porridge floated from the electric rice cooker next to her, that is to say, he still planned to stick to a light diet for a few more days, but in order not to treat her badly, he specially gave her a barbecue to let her eat enough.

It's false to say no.

Shi Cheng went in, looked at the strings of fresh and clean meat and various ingredients, and then looked at the man, "I can't eat so much alone..."

Bo Yan said, "eat as much as you can until you're full, so as not to go to others to rub rice. Even if you rub rice, a few strings of barbecue can let you take off your guard and dare to take anyone's wine."

Shi Cheng: "

Shi Cheng looked at the first baked vegetable string and swallowed his saliva. "Can I have a taste first, just one, just this vegetable, I'll try..."

As he spoke, Shi Cheng picked up the barbecue in his hand, smacked his mouth with satisfaction and said delicious.

Bo Yan's cooking is healthy and delicious. He has to eat more after he goes back.

"It's not that I don't give you food. Why are you in such a hurry? Wash your hands quickly!"

Bo Yan looked at Shi Cheng who was greedy. He was really helpless. How could Shi Cheng be so greedy?

The meat is still roasted quickly. Besides before the barbecue, Bo Yan made rice balls for her. It really tastes like a barbecue shop outside.

After Shi Cheng washed his hands, Bo Yan had taken all the kebabs to the table and prepared the exclusive sauce, but there was only a bowl of porridge in front of him.

Shi Cheng picked up the meat and ate it. Looking at Bo Yan's porridge, he felt guilty.

"You watch me eat meat, but you can only drink porridge. Won't you be oppressed?"

Hearing the speech, Bo Yan glanced sideways at Shi Cheng. If everyone was like Shi Cheng, he really didn't want to eat the meal. Bo Yan didn't have any great pursuit in eating. It was more convenient to drink porridge. Didn't he learn to cook for Shi Cheng, a lazy pig?

"Do you think everyone likes meat as much as you?"

Hearing Bo Yan's answer, Shi Cheng smiled with a guilty heart. He still ate and didn't speak.

Bo Yan cooked so delicious that Shi Cheng said he couldn't eat any more, but he continued to eat.

The result of eating too much at night is that she can't sleep at all. It's almost midnight. Shi Cheng is still tossing and turning in bed.