Chapter 15

Since Zhan beiheng has left, he has to "take care of" Zhan Boru.

Cooking is not what Lin Jiangxia is good at.

But she still opened the recipe and cooked the chicken soup in the same proportion.

When the soup was still in the pot, she smelled a very scratching smell.

After adding a bag of salt, a box of pepper powder and a box of sugar to the chicken soup, Lin Jiangxia showed a satisfied smile.

What she wants is this effect. If she doesn't want to do it too obviously, she wants to spit in the chicken soup.

Lin Jiangxia carefully put the chicken soup into the heat preservation bucket.

Walking briskly to leave, he was suddenly stopped by housekeeper Ji in the porch.

"Young grandma, where are you going?" His face was expressionless.

"Go out... Meet a friend." In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, lies are essential at the moment.

"What's your friend?" Housekeeper Ji sipped at the corners of his mouth and said, "I still need my little grandmother to cook in person."

"Ah, that's right." Lin Jiangxia picked Liu Mei and said, "my friend lives in the hospital now. Is it sincere to bring a bowl of thick chicken soup?"

She said, walking around housekeeper Ji and stood behind him.

Housekeeper Ji is a very elegant man. He is very gentleman and gentle. He turns around and still faces Lin Jiangxia.

I don't know why, when facing the slightly heavy eyes of housekeeper Ji, Lin Jiangxia only felt flustered.

Lying is not her strong point.

"Since the young lady is engaged to the young master, she shouldn't provoke Zhan Bo Ru again." Housekeeper Ji obviously saw through everything: "otherwise, the young master will... Be very sad."

Zhan beiheng is not very sad yet, but the housekeeper has shown a very sad look.

Although it is the relationship between the master and the housekeeper, the degree of intimacy has been far more than ordinary people can imagine.

"Who said Zhan Boru? I didn't say! " Lin Jiangxia hardened her head and had to round up the lie: "it's a girl, my college classmate. She... She was pregnant recently, so she was hospitalized, not to provoke any man. "

She said and glanced at her watch: "it's too late. I'll go first!"

It's better to walk away with more words and more mistakes.

After she spoke, she quickly turned and opened the door, and rushed out without looking back.

Housekeeper Ji shook his head slightly and took out his mobile phone.

Lin Jiangxia called a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

As she expected.

Zhan Bo Ru immediately put on a happy smile when he saw her go.

If you put it in your previous life, Lin Jiangxia will probably be fascinated by this smile.

But now her heart is very clear.

No matter how eager and flattering the man in front of him, all he did was the shares in her name.

The more charming the smile was, the more she hated, even hated, from the bottom of her heart.

But those negative emotions will never appear on her face. She pursed her red lips and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Different from her previous life, she can be called a rose with thorns.

"Xia Xia, you're here." Zhan Bo Ru also lowered his voice to make it sound deeper and more masculine.

He didn't feel tired of pretending in front of her.

"I've been worried about you." She quickly walked to the bedside and put the thermos bucket on the bedside table: "how, will the arm still hurt?"

Zhan Bo looked at his arm still in plaster, shook his head and said, "it's okay, much better."

"How much better." She sat down by the bed, stretched out her hand and unscrewed the lid of the thermos barrel: "it's a hundred days. Since the bone is broken, it must be mended."

Zhan Bo Ru saw that she was anxious and had a stronger smile at the corners of her mouth, but there was something similar to spoiling in her eyebrows: "so you still care about me so much, I really thought..."

"I don't care about you. Who will I care about?" She lightly picked the corners of her mouth and said, "this is the chicken soup I cooked for you myself, just to make up for you."

While talking, the chicken soup was already in the bowl.

No matter from the color or smell, it exudes the taste of dark cuisine.

She took the bowl and brought the spoon to his mouth.

Zhan Boru is very cooperative and opens his mouth.

And she almost pushed the spoon in.

He swallowed and coughed so hard that tears almost burst out together.

His face changed immediately. He was spoiled since childhood. He probably never drank this kind of chicken soup!

"How's it going? Does it taste good? " She pretended to look forward: "after all, it's my first time to make chicken soup. If you think it's hard to drink, I'll be very sad."

"No." Now Zhan Bo Ru doesn't want Lin Jiangxia to reject him, but immediately holds her wrist: "the taste is OK, I can... Drink it all."

His fingers touched her skin and made her sick. Lin Jiangxia subconsciously pulled his wrist back.

The action was too abrupt, and there was too much contrast with the emotion she showed. Naturally, Zhan Bo showed a suspicious look on his cheek.

Lin Jiangxia also realized this and immediately smiled and said, "that's great. I'm afraid you won't like it!"

The excited and hot voice temporarily dispelled Zhan Bo Ru's doubts.

She sent the spoon again.

Zhan Bo is as stiff as a scalp and opens his mouth to drink.

But the more you drink, the more ugly you look. At first, you can barely keep smiling, but later, the smile solidifies directly.

Lin Jiangxia just sneered at his appearance.

She did underestimate Zhan Bo Ru's endurance.

He really had the nerve to drink a whole bucket of chicken soup.

In fact, Lin Jiangxia didn't pay much attention when dealing with the ingredients. He was afraid that some chicken feathers would be left in it.

"Is it delicious?"

She stared at Zhan Bo Ru, whose face had completely changed.

"OK, it tastes good." But his stomach turned so bad that he couldn't even speak coherently.

"Then I'll bring you chicken soup in the evening." She leaned forward close to him and said excitedly.

"No... No." He blurted out subconsciously, but he realized that this was a little too much. He was embarrassed and explained, "I don't want you to be too tired."

Lin Jiangxia sneered in his heart. When he wanted to ridicule him again, the door of the ward was pushed open.

It was impolite of the visitor not to knock.

When Lin Jiangxia looks back, he is not surprised. He stands at the door. He is the battle beiheng with a bright face.