Chapter 615：

Chapter 615

Joe shivered when he heard this.

Mamma Mia, Big Boss is very good at talking about love, and she suddenly said something, her bones are crisp.

Shyly, he took his little hand out of He Yunting's hand. The man was unknown, so he raised his head and saw the blush on Qiao's little cheek.

"Don't wipe it, eat."

As soon as Qiao was embarrassed to look at him, he simply changed the subject, and carefully brought out a bowl of shredded chicken porridge from the insulation bag on the side.

"When my brother had just finished the operation, he especially liked to drink shredded chicken porridge, which is just right for you to eat now. It's still hot."

Joe took a spoon and stirred it in the porridge. After he was sure it was not too hot, he scooped up a spoon and handed it over.

He Yunting looked at the spoon that reached his mouth, said nothing, bowed his head and ate it.

Joe smiled, "Is it delicious?"

He Yunting looked at her, "You will know if you try it yourself."

Speaking, she clicked on the porridge on her hand with her chin, and motioned for her to take a sip.

Joe didn't think so much, took another spoonful, and fed it into his mouth.

Immediately after, I saw He Yunting smile at her, smiling meaningfully.

Qiao frowned, and immediately realized that this guy ate her tofu.

Two share the same spoon. Isn’t this indirect kissing?

Qiao Yi's face blushed again, this time still angry.

Pushed the porridge bowl in his hand into the man's hand, "You eat it yourself, I won't wait!"

Watching Joe's slap-big face turned into a pufferfish, He Yunting couldn't help it anymore, he laughed out loud, he put the porridge bowl on the table, and reached out and grabbed Qiao Yi's wrist.

Qiao was taken aback, and he didn't wait for her to react, what He Yunting was going to do.

There is a pain on the mouth.

"Hey, let me have a taste, this porridge is sweet or not."

Joe died in a fit of anger, and stared at him with his eyes widened.

This guy, the wound has just cracked, so why is he not being honest.

He Yunting ignored her, covered her eyes with his big hand, and whispered to herself.

"Don't move, baby, my back hurts.

I just kissed, panicking.

Let me kiss, baby. "

My god, who can stand it.

Without a word from He Yunting, Qiao Yi's body suddenly softened.

I was completely helpless and compromised. Whoever made the man she fell in love with was a relative, who made him a patient now, like a porcelain doll, unable to beat or scold.

Fortunately, as soon as Joe was kissed by him, her cell phone suddenly rang when his brain was hypoxic and soon became a fool.

The deafening bell pulled Joe Yi back from the brink of death.

He Yunting almost kissed her and didn't force her anymore.

Joe, dragging his breathless body, answered the phone.

"Qiao Shen, the program group will have a live broadcast tomorrow at 3 pm. You remember to go live, it is for the first push of the mob group. The main content of the live broadcast is the packing preparation before the trip."

Cheng didn't say anything, she almost forgot that she also picked up a reality show.

"~Good~" The lack of oxygen hasn't passed yet, and Qiao always speaks with a vibrato, and is also wrapped in an indescribable charm.

When he heard Cheng on the other end of the phone, he was silent for an instant.

After a while, he asked in embarrassment, "Well, God Qiao, am I disturbing you?"

Joe was taken aback.

It's really hypoxic brain that doesn't work well, until Cheng Ye hung up the phone in a hurry, she didn't realize what he meant by doing errands.

Until He Yunting gave her a bite of steamed dumplings, she chewed a few times and found it delicious, and motioned to He Yunting to feed her one more, and then asked He Yunting, "Brother, Cheng also asked me if I was doing errands and what I did. Son? Did I forget something?"

(End of this chapter)