Good Morning, Mr. President!

After busy doing this, I called Xia Dabai again.

"Dabao, how are you doing?" Xia Dabai's voice was crisp and loud, coming from there.

"Well, that's fine." She didn't want to disappoint Dabai, so she had to lie.

"That's good. I know Xia Dabao in our family is definitely fine." Xia Dabai was very proud, with a glorious look.

Xia Xingchen was also very relieved to listen here. Although I was not able to participate in the assessment, but now I have heard the child's voice, my heart's gloom has gone away.

"Dabai, recently you may want to live there alone. Mom can't go back to accompany you at night."

"why?"

"Well ... my mother is on a business trip for a few days, so you have to be good at home. You know? You can call me if you have any questions."

"How many days will that take?"

"I can't be sure of this." It depends on how his injuries recover.

"Then, Dabao, would you miss me?" Xia Dabai was sulking and looked a little unhappy, "They are thinking of you now."

Xia Xingchen felt only indescribable warmth. Isn't she already thinking about that little guy?

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She took care of him and closed her eyes overnight.

It wasn't until the sky lightened slightly, and after repeatedly confirming that the burn on his body had subsided, she finally felt relieved. A lot of tiredness struck, and she fell asleep beside the bed.

Bai Yeqing opened her eyes, her face was slightly deflected, and her sleeping face caught in her eyes.

Has she been guarding herself like this by the bed?

She was obviously very tired, she slept heavily, her white face pressed against the back of her hands, and she was a little deformed, which was indescribably cute.

Dabai's child looks like him. But that cuteness is very similar to her now.

Long fingers, slowly raise. Fingertips, lightly across her face. The soft and delicate touch made him inexplicably feel a bit addicted.

Unconsciously, the knuckle fingers slid down from her beautiful forehead all the way to the tip of her delicate nose, and then down ...

The fingers fell on her soft red lips, slowly rubbing.

She kissed her little mouth last time. After five years, she was still as fresh and sweet as she remembered.

Bai Yeqing's eyes were deeper.

At this moment, she seemed to be noisy, and she moved anxiously, opening her eyes suddenly.

He froze. The next moment is almost immediately to retract his hand. However, the injuries were severe and the reaction was not so rapid.

So much that ...

When she woke up, his hand rested awkwardly on her lips.

Xia Xingchen slumbered so much that she felt itchy on her lips when she woke up. Subconsciously grabbed the ‘thing’ that harassed her and waited until she woke up to realize that it was his finger.

Uh?

When he met his eyes and touched the uneasiness on his face, her heart beat and he quickly let go of his hand.

"I ... what happened?" She pointed to her mouth and looked at his hand again.

"It's okay." Bai Yeqing has now returned to his natural look, and said lightly, "Stain something."

"……Oh I got it.

Xia Xingchen believed completely and didn't care anymore, just leaned over and put his hand on his forehead. Feeling normal body temperature, Chang Song breathed, "Fortunately, I have no fever. Hungry or hungry? Are you thirsty? I cooked you porridge and come here now."

Before he could answer, she got up and went out.

Bai Yeqing looked at the busy figure for a long time, until the door closed, she completely disappeared into his eyes, and he had not looked away. For so many years, he has been cared for by servants and housekeepers. From childhood to age, no one besides his mother has actually cooked for him.

Most of the women I know are like Song Weiyi, whose fingers do not touch the spring water.

Noble, ladies, but very boring.

While thinking about it, Xia Xingchen came in with porridge.

She took the pillow carefully and raised his head slightly. Spoon the porridge.

It was a little hot, and she took it with her mouth carefully.

"What is this?" Bai Yeqing asked, staring at the porridge in her hand.

"Chicken congee. Although it is not comparable to those bird nests you usually drink, but I make this taste first-class." When showing off cooking, I was quite proud of my brows.

"Is it?"

"Well. Every time I get a cold and feel uncomfortable, I'll boil it for him. I feel refreshed when I drink it."

It's too exaggerated, and it's not a panacea.

However, looking at her showing off, Bai Yeqing didn't say anything to pierce her.

I really want to try it. Just now I didn't think I had any appetite. Now when I smell the smell of porridge, I am really hungry.

"Wait a minute, I'll try the heat, so as not to be hot." Xia Xingchen murmured to himself, licking the porridge in the spoon subconsciously.

After licking, I stunned for a moment.

What are you doing? I usually feed Dabai like this, but in the end, it's become a habit!

Look up and look at him, "I'm used to it for a while. Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and give you a spoon."

She said, and got up.

"Hey!" Bai Yeqing reached out and held her by the hand. She looked back at him suspiciously, and he caught her hand holding the spoon and brought it to her lips.

Open your lips and drink the porridge cleanly.

Don't mind.

Then, there was a nonsense comment: "It tastes good."

"You ... don't you have cleanliness?"

Bai Yeqing looked indifferent. "A woman who has even kissed me, do you think I don't care too much about these little things?"

Xia Xingchen froze. This man could even put forward the previous things so straightforwardly, without blushing.

However, the next moment, I remembered something, and snorted again: "Is this Mr. President forgetting such a trivial matter, why mention it?"

"Probably sober with the bomb."

He said it lightly, Xia Xingchen heard it in his ear, but his heart hurt.

I fed him porridge, but didn't hold back, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The sound is soft and soft like spring rain that can melt people.

Bai Yeqing moved slightly and looked up at her. The pain in her eyes had not yet spread, rubbing against those gentle eyes, like a faint layer of tulle, indescribably charming.

Bai Yeqing's eyes were so deep that he fixed her, "You care about me?"

His voice is also light.

hoarse.

Very sexy.

His eyes were stained with heat that made his heart beat faster.

"Of course" the two words, Xia Xingchen almost blurted out. However, suddenly realized what the word 'Dang' got stuck in the throat.

After waiting for a while, he raised an eyebrow.

Then she only heard her say.

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