Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

It's no wonder that they couldn't guess, let alone them. Even if the FBI came, it would be impossible to guess that the reason why Li Beijue insisted on letting Chi Enen make a bowl of tomato egg noodles was just to distract her and relieve the heat in his lower abdomen. clam down!

In the huge bedroom.

The man who was hooked up to his IV drip would look down at the time on his phone from time to time. When he saw that the time was passing minute by minute and no one had come back yet, his handsome face like the sun god Apollo showed strong irritability. .

"Damn it, why haven't you come back yet?" Li Beijue clicked on his phone. Another five minutes passed, but there was still no movement at the door.

The annoyance on his face was even worse.

He just asked her to make tomato egg noodles. Why didn't she come back after being out for half an hour? If he doesn't come back, forget it, don't send a message, just call.

He didn't feel at all that the reason why Chi Enen didn't come back or send a message or call was because half an hour was too short, so short that there was no need to send a message or call.

Li Beijue put down his phone irritably.

Not putting it down for a few minutes, he picked up the phone again and glanced down. Her thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line, and she was about to call Chi Enen.

Just at this time.

The door suddenly opened.

"Miss Chi, be careful."

A man's voice came from the door.

He frowned suddenly, pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and sat up.

Chi Enen came in first, and then a man dressed as a chef appeared in front of him, holding a tray with hot tomato egg noodles in his hand.

It turned out that he was here to help deliver things.

Li Beijue's frown suddenly relaxed.

Although the chef didn't understand what happened, he felt a chill in his body, and he quickly put down the tomato egg noodles.

He said respectfully, "Master, Miss Chi, I'm going out first. If you have any orders, please call me."

Li Beijue saw the steaming tomato egg noodles in front of him and was in a good mood. He glanced at him and said, "Close the door."

"Yes, Master."

The chef hurried out and closed the door for them.

Seeing that he had pulled out the infusion needle, Chi Enen glared at him disapprovingly, "Li Beijue, you haven't finished infusing the liquid in the bottle, why did you pull out the needle?"

Li Beijue had already picked up the chopsticks and started eating. He said casually, "It's just glucose and anti-inflammatory drugs. I've already applied anti-inflammatory drugs on my back. It's okay if I don't continue."

"But……"

Li Beijue pulled her over domineeringly, "No but, Chi Enen, eat noodles with me!"

He looked impatient to lose again, and Chi Enen had no choice but to eat noodles with him.

Probably because I was already hungry, and because I was nervous after coming to his house, I became even hungrier. Although the tomato egg noodles were a bit lacking in salt, she still ate a lot.

After finishing the noodles, Li Beijue fell asleep again due to physical reasons.

She tidied up the room, took a shower, found her cell phone, and made a video call with Chi Baobao again.

In order to make up for her mistake of hanging up the phone before, Chi Enen chatted with him for more than an hour this time, until his cell phone almost ran out of battery before letting him hang up the video call.

After doing all this, she was tired, went to bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep soon.