Sister Lin also found this point, so she thought about it and said, "it's the fragrant porridge made for my husband this morning. He went out without a drink, and used a lot of expensive food. It's a pity not to drink it. I'm not willing to throw it down, just put it there I want to take it home tonight. "

Wan Jingting is tolerant of his servants. As long as he doesn't do anything against his bottom line, he will turn a blind eye most of the time.

Tong en nodded and turned to elder sister Lin and said, "elder sister Lin, what other ingredients do you have at home?"

"I don't like medicine. Take it away. " The tone is almost non-negotiable.

Tong en didn't speak. He took another bowl of brown bitter medicine and said, "drink the medicine while it's hot."

"Very good." After drinking a mouthful of soup, he took out a paper towel and wiped the corner of his mouth. His eyes lingered on her face: "don't have no confidence in yourself."

Tong en licked his lips and asked, "my skill is not as good as sister Lin. you may not be used to it..."

Ten minutes later, Tong en finally cooked the noodles and brought them to him. Zuo Yan picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful. He took a second mouthful in silence. He could not see any change in his expression. He chewed slowly like an elegant gentleman. There was no untimely sound from the beginning to the end. He was polite. Just because of this, he could not see whether it was suitable or not.

Her movements are graceful and quick, which is not the same as the soft and weak appearance.

Tong en began to cook with the food given by sister Lin. just now, Shen Tuoyuan bought lunch for them in the hospital. Now she just wants to cook a meal for Zuo Yan.

"I have. You haven't had breakfast yet. You have to have lunch. "

"Hungry? We can eat out. " He slanted one hand into the trousers of his suit. The height of a man was much higher than that of her, but he didn't see the commanding momentum. If you listen carefully, you can hear some tenderness.

He came over, steady step gradually close, sharp eyes through Tong en fell on the medicine can behind her, thin lips pursed more tightly.

Sister Lin went out consciously.

For such a person, it is difficult for Tong en to convince himself that he will be the closest person in his heart.

Tong en sees elder sister Lin lowering her head and turns around. Zuo Yan stands not far away and looks at her without expression. His face is a little harsh and black, but he can see some kuanhe, especially when she looks at him.

"Yes..." Sister Lin was just about to go on, but in a flash she saw the figure standing at the kitchen door. She suddenly became stiff and called out: "sir."

"The closest one?"

"Of course it's true. Young people like to be noisy, but once they leave, they don't think about it day and night." She took out some vegetables and meat from the refrigerator and looked at Tong en with a smile: "what's more, you are the closest person to your husband now. Who doesn't he want you to miss?"

Tong en looked at gululu boiling Chinese medicine, the string in his heart was tight, "really? Will he? "

She opened the refrigerator and said some pleasant words: "he must have finished what you made for him. He hasn't said much these days, but I can see that he is always thinking about you."

Sister Lin said with a smile: "yes, there are many. I'll take them for you."

Tong en has been holding back, now he can't help it.

"It's for your stomach. It's a bitter medicine. It's very effective for your condition."

Zuo Yan looks at her quietly. As soon as Tong en's words are finished, the air is silent. She was very anxious just now and completely exposed her anxiety.