C243 Pink thing

Arriving at the entrance of the study, Lu Baobei pushed open the door. Sikong Ting was currently making a phone call to someone, and was once again speaking in a language that Lu Baobei did not understand.

Seeing Lu Baobei coming in, Sikong Ting said something to the other side before hanging up.

Lu Baobei placed the steak and fruit juice in front of Sikong Ting, "I'll bring you dinner."

Sikong Ting carried Lu Baobei into his embrace, glanced at the dinner she had cooked, and asked: "When do you like to drink Watermelon Juice?"

Wasn't her favorite pear juice?

Hm?

Lu Baobei glanced at the Watermelon Juice and explained to Sikong Ting: "That wasn't me who drank it, I specifically squeezed it for you."

Sikong Ting, "..."

Squeeze Watermelon Juice for him? Was this woman having April Fool's Day with him?

The pink Watermelon Juice emitted a sweet smell. Lu Baobei brought the Watermelon Juice close to Sikong Ting's lips and said, "Your stomach is very sick, so you can't drink too much. That's why I changed the Watermelon Juice for you today."

Actually, it wasn't that they couldn't drink often, it was that they shouldn't drink at all.

Sikong Ting shot a glance at the Watermelon Juice with disdain, frowned and said: "Take it away, go downstairs and bring me some wine!"

Anyone who wanted to drink this kind of pink stuff would feel extremely disgusted just thinking about it.

Lu Baobei frowned, "No! You can't drink anymore, you could be a healthy person, but don't you know what's going on in your stomach? "Do you know how much alcohol consumption affects your stomach? Last time, you were bleeding from your stomach in the hospital, if you drink too much, what if one day …"

Lu Baobei was like a monk as she spoke endlessly. Sikong Ting stared at Lu Baobei and reflected her beautiful face into his eyes.

"I won't die before you do!" Sikong Ting suddenly took over Lu Baobei's words.

Lu Baobei froze for a moment, then stopped and looked at Sikong Ting: "What?"

What did he mean by not dying?

Sikong Ting stared straight at Lu Baobei, a dark light flickered in his obsidian eyes: "Lu Baobei, as long as you live for one day, I will live for one day. I won't die before you, not even one minute!"

Because I won't leave you alone in this world.

"…"

Lu Baobei's heart fiercely shook as she stared straight at Sikong Ting, and she even forgot what she had just said.

Sikong Ting looked at Lu Baobei for a while, then shifted his gaze back to the Watermelon Juice. He raised his eyebrows: You want me to stop drinking?

Lu Baobei, "..."

It seemed impossible for men to stop drinking, especially men with status like Sikong Ting's.

Drinking wine was a very common thing when you went out to socialize.

"Then quit." He didn't have a habit of drinking anyway.

Sikong Ting pressed something on the table, and Lu Baobei saw a red dot suddenly light up on the pitch-black table.

"Master Ting, what orders do you have?"

"Throw out all the wine and tell Latour not to bring it back." Sikong Ting said straightforwardly.

So the wine from Rathaway Castle had all been sent here!

"Yes, Master Ting." The old butler obeyed without a doubt.

Sikong Ting ended the call and turned to look at Lu Baobei.

Lu Baobei looked at Sikong Ting in disbelief: "You wanted the butler to throw away all the red wine?"

Even a random bottle of wine would be worth a lot of money, yet he threw it away just like that?

He didn't even need to throw the alcohol to stop drinking!

Sikong Ting looked at Lu Baobei as if it was natural, "What else? "Why did you stay?"

It was as easy as throwing toilet paper!

Lu Baobei was driven mad: "You can stay! "I'll give it to the servants, and I'll also use it to cook, and I can also use it to make masks. If it really doesn't work, I can drink it too, and red wine has a great effect on women's skin …"

In short, he should not have thrown it away! This was such a waste!

Sikong Ting facepalmed: "So what if I threw them away, do you need to make such a big fuss over nothing? Get up and cut the steak and feed it to me. "

By the time her meal was over, he was hungry.

Lu Baobei stared fixedly at Sikong Ting. She had indeed woken up, but she was not cutting the steak, instead she was running towards the door like a wisp of smoke.

He said without turning his head, "Eat it yourself!"

She had to hurry to stop the old housekeeper and see if she could save a few bottles of wine.

"Lu Baobei, come back here!" Sikong Ting roared. Before he finished speaking, Lu Baobei's figure had already disappeared from the door.

Sikong Ting smashed his fist on the desk viciously as he stared at the steak maliciously.

Damn woman! He actually left him here by himself because of those lousy things!

At night, Lu Baobei, who had successfully saved a portion of the wine, was severely punished.

Less than two hours after he fell asleep, Sikong Ting woke him up to make breakfast.

"Bastard!" Stingy! No grade! "Beast …"

Lu Baobei who was wearing her pajamas leaned on the side of the kitchen counter, yawning and scolding Sikong Ting at the same time.

The stove was on fire, and the pot of rice porridge was on fire. The aroma filled the kitchen, and Lu Baobei felt drowsy.

A maid brought a tray in, and upon seeing Lu Baobei, she was startled, pursed her lips and smiled, then nodded to Lu Baobei and greeted him.

"Morning." Lu Baobei replied weakly.

The maid was shocked, she looked at Lu Baobei in shock and asked: "Madam, can you hear me?"

No one knew about the matter of Lu Baobei's hearing recovery.

Lu Baobei nodded at the maid, "En, my ears have recovered. Tell everyone that they don't need to bring their phones in the future, and keep all the iPads in the room."

In the days of her temporary deafness, communications equipment could be found everywhere in the villa, more than in the specialty store.

The maid nodded respectfully. "Yes, ma'am."

After placing the tray on the counter, the maid took out some croissants and milk. Lu Baobei inadvertently glanced at it and said to the maid, "Nanny Liu likes whole-wheat bread, why don't you change it for her?"

Only Nanny Liu could wake up so early.

The maid shook her head and said to Lu Baobei: "Reporting to Madam, it isn't Nanny Liu, it's Mr. AM."

AM?

Lu Baobei looked at her breakfast in slight astonishment.

The architect got up so early?

"Do you have any other instructions, ma'am?"

The maid was going to bring breakfast to the AM.

"…"

Lu Baobei waved her hand.

I wanted to tell you not to call me my wife, but would you listen?

"Then I'm going down to work." The maid bowed to Lu Baobei respectfully and carried the breakfast out.

The kitchen became quiet again. Lu Baobei shook her head, looking at the porridge, she went to the side of the fridge to prepare the remaining parts of the breakfast.