Dear Commander-in-Chief

The two came out of the kitchen.

The servants in the living room looked at them curiously and nervously.

On the one hand, he wanted to gossip about what they had just done in the deserted kitchen, but on the other hand, he saw Yun Qiao's stinky face and was afraid that they might have quarreled.

Gong Sheng sat at the dining table with the medicinal meal and began to eat porridge.

Yun Qiao's originally smelly little face turned up angrily: "It's so hot, why are you so anxious to drink it!"

Gong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you ask me to drink it while it's hot?"

Yun Qiao: "That's not as stupid as you. Don't you want to cool down?"

She was so angry that she took Gong Sheng's porridge bowl and used another bowl to pour the medicinal porridge inside it. After pouring it back and forth several times, the hot porridge became much warmer.

"Here." Yun Qiao pushed the porridge in front of Gong Sheng.

Gong Sheng suppressed his laughter: "Thank you."

Take a gulp.

"It tastes good. Don't you want a bowl for yourself?" Gong Sheng continued to serve the porridge. Although he was asking, he had already served a bowl to Yun Qiao. "You didn't sleep or have breakfast last night. This won't work."

Yun Qiao shook his head and yawned.

Gong Sheng said: "I haven't touched this bowl, so you don't have to worry about being infected by me. Moreover, Bailang checked me out. It's a common cold, not a viral or bacterial infection, and it won't be contagious."

Yun Qiao rolled her eyes: "You touched my lips, you would have been infected by now!"

Gong Sheng curled his lips slightly: "That's right."

What? !

Lips touching lips?

Oh my God, that means that the President and Miss Xiao Qiao spent so long in the kitchen just now...playing kissing? !

The servants behind him became excited and secretly covered their mouths.

The President and Miss Xiao Qiao are so sweet, it’s like a loving couple having a little fight and torturing these singles.

Uncle Zhang even snickered.

Last time, Miss Xiao Qiao cooked a salty meal for the President. The President even said that he would never dare to eat this woman's food in his life. It was like murdering his own husband.

No, it has only been a few days, and the food is so delicious.

I also drank three large bowls of porridge in one go.

Under Yun Qiao's careful care, Gong Sheng recovered quickly.

He is already strong and strong, and Yun Qiao's medicinal diet is very effective. The two factors are superimposed, and a mere cold is not a problem.

only……

He found that as soon as his fever subsided, Yun Qiao was going to report to the crew, saying that the scene had been delayed for a long time and would delay the progress of the crew.

Gong Sheng was a little unhappy.

Is the crew more important than him?

Is there anyone in the crew who is more handsome and attractive than him?

He watched Yun Qiao pack his bag and left his "patient" behind without hesitation. He put on his shoes at the entrance and was about to go out. Suddenly he felt "abandoned" and "left out", even worse than that white cat. awful!

Seeing that Yun Qiao was about to leave.

He winked at Uncle Zhang: "Thermometer."

Zhang Bo didn't understand it at first.

But soon, he knew what Gong Sheng was going to do, and he immediately took a thermometer from before. The temperature on it was still the temperature when Gong Sheng had a high fever.

Then, he deliberately said loudly: "Mr. President, why did you start to have a fever again? Oops, it's still thirty-nine degrees! Go back to the bedroom, hurry up, I'll find you some fever-reducing medicine... No, no, no, I took too much medicine. Oh no, it would be nice if I had Miss Xiao Qiao’s anti-fever medicine pack and sweet soup..."

Gong Sheng stumbled while holding on to the handle of the stairs.

I didn't expect that this old man Zhang Bo has a good acting talent.

His acting skills are not inferior to those of any veteran actor on TV.