Good Morning, Mr. President!

Song Zhixing was annoyed. He was so embarrassed that he took care of him and actually took him to bed and slept. She put on her pajamas casually, ran downstairs again, and took the ice pack from the refrigerator again.

The ball saw her come down and rushed straight to her feet. Keep your mouth open and squint, red eyes squinting at her pitifully.

"Are you hungry?" Song Zhixing patted his head, "I have forgotten, it is already afternoon."

She pumped root vegetables from the bag brought by Tang Yu to feed the bunny, and the bunny was hungry, let alone a human. However, the meals made by the Hourly Workers are cold today, and those dishes are obviously not suitable for Tang Yu. Although the two of them didn't say a few words these days, she could also see that Tang Yu's appetite was not good.

Song Zhixing sent the ice pack up and pressed it on Tang Yu's head. Tang Yu leaned to his side and was stunned by Song Zhixing. He frowned, trying to turn over again.

"Tang Yu, don't move." Song Zhixing spoke in his ear, learning his domineering tone as usual, "If you move again, I won't care about you and let you live on your own."

Tang Yu was not sober. When she heard her words, she opened her eyes half-opened and looked at her with red eyes. "I didn't treat the patient like this ..."

"Since you know you're a patient, you need to be safe." Song Zhixing grabbed his hand over and drew it back into the quilt, and his voice slowed down. "Tang Yu, you obedient, don't move anymore. If you If I don't have a fever, I don't know what to do. "

Such a soft voice, with her unconscious coquettishness, was particularly useful to Tang Yu. He really didn't move any more, letting the ice pack steadily land on his forehead.

"Are you hungry?" Song Zhixing asked him.

"... a little bit. Isn't that important aunt yet?"

"It's been a long time ago. It's more than three o'clock now." Song Zhixing thought about it, "You can sleep for a while, you will have food when you wake up."

Tang Yu said "um", he didn't say anything, he just fell asleep again. Song Zhixing looked at An Ning when he fell asleep, and then went out again.

She first went back to her room, turned the medicine bottle out, took a medicine and ate it. Then she went back to the downstairs hall and dialed the phone back to Yucheng, and then called Li directly.

"Miss, why are you calling at this time?" Sister Li just woke up. It's only 5 o'clock over there.

"Sorry, Sister Li, I made you sleep."

"That's not true. Wake up every day now! Little Miss, you must call me, is there something wrong?"

"Well. Didn't I tell you last time that you would teach me how to cook? You sent me the recipe, and I happened to be bored here, and I could just learn."

"Learning to cook is a good thing, am I not afraid you will burn the kitchen?"

"Sister Li, how can it be so exaggerated."

"Okay, you have to learn Sister Li and of course support you. But, what do you want to do with so many dishes? I write down the recipe now and let people post it for you."

Song Zhixing didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Just pick a few simple and uncle's favorite dishes. It's too complicated and I can't make it."

"Er Ye likes it?" Sister Li seemed surprised. The next moment, as if to understand something, laughed: "This honeymoon seems really useful. Miss, are you two reconciled?"

"Never mind ..." Song Zhixing told the truth, "He is sick and burns badly, almost 40. He doesn't like the food here, so I want to make something else."

In fact, I am afraid she will fail very much. Maybe it can't be more intimidating than the part-time job. However, the first time she cooks, she has an obsession and wants to cook for Tang Yu.

Sister Li understood it.

"Since you're sick, just make it light and simple. You can see what's in the refrigerator, just take the ready-made soup and porridge."

Too.

Song Zhixing walked into the kitchen with his mobile phone, opened the refrigerator, and talked to Li Li. Report every item in the refrigerator. Sister Li taught her a little over the phone.

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In the refrigerator, there were only some vegetables and some hard-to-handle meat. Song Zhixing cut the meat, it was rusty, and the meat was cut into large and small pieces. Boil with vegetables and make light porridge.

She was also worried about Tang Yu upstairs, that he might turn over again, and the ice pack fell off. However, if you look at the fire, you can't go away for too long. Therefore, a heart is always upset.

While congee, she followed the recipe sent by Sister Li to prepare a simple green vegetable, and carefully identified the spices on the case one by one with her tongue.

The first time she cooks, it is difficult to imagine the taste, but she looks forward to seeing Tang Yu ’s response. Song Zhixing looked at the kitchen that was messed up by himself, although he felt that it would be very annoying to clean up for a while, but when he saw the hot porridge on the fire, he felt inexplicably very fulfilled.

Especially thinking of Tang Yu seeing these reactions, the taste in his heart is even more different.

Song Zhixing was busy and didn't notice it. Outside the door, I didn't know when a figure was standing. Tang Yu was awakened by thirst. He drank all the water she had poured on the bedside before, and the throat was burnt with high temperature, so she had to get up and drink water.

Unexpectedly, there was such a surprise coming downstairs.

Forgetting his thirst, Tang Yu leaned against the door frame and stared at her busy figure. There was a little light coming out of the window, with a white snow color covering her. She was holding a spoon and sipping on the porridge. It seemed that he was not very satisfied with his cooking skills, and his face turned into a ball, and he carefully looked at the recipe and distressed at the sauce on the counter. Obviously, he didn't know which part went wrong.

Tang Yu remembered those fiery pictures before. When he was awakened by thirst, he originally thought that those passions were dreaming. However, when I opened the quilt and saw the wetness and clutter on the bed, I realized that everything was true.

Suddenly she wanted to open it and let it go?

He would love to ask. However, I dare not hold such an expectation.

"What the **** is wrong?" Song Zhixing muttered in distress. Research is very serious, I don't know what he is doing now is reflected in the eyes of men. Moreover, in the other person's eyes, he felt cute and charming for every little move she made.

"Need help?" Finally spoke. Husky, even a weak voice, sounds weaker than usual, and more **** than words.

Hearing this voice, Song Zhixing turned his head back and saw him, his eyebrows narrowed, "Why are you going downstairs?"

[There is a chapter update later, I am still writing, and will be updated in a while. You ca n’t wait. You can go to bed now, and you can see it tomorrow with your eyes open. I will stay up all night and come up! muah! 】