Chapter 1087: For Him

Tan Bengbing: "..."

She didn't know if he had a fever, she just felt her head was a bit hot now.

The kind that wants to kill.

Tan Bengbian glanced expressionlessly, not seeing if the man was acting, couldn't help talking.

"You didn't say, you're coming to H City with me!"

Hearing that, Qi Yan stretched her hands on the tatami, bent her knees, and sat up.

"Well, haven't you said that? That's why I forgot to say it."

He glanced at Tan Bengbian with a ugly face, and caught her cheek by surprise.

Tan Bengbian looked back at him.

Qi Yan's eerie pupil smiled, "I like to see you, who hate me so much, and it looks like I can't help it, which is very interesting."

Tan Bengbing: "..."

Wouldn't he also find it interesting if she split his horse into the sea?

Tan Bingbing looked at Qi Yan who was indifferent, and lay down to bask in the sun. In his mind, the day before his departure, he had a high fever and a coma.

The face that looked particularly annoying on weekdays was pale and unbearable.

She could not find an antipyretic medicine, and could only cool him with ice water.

When he woke up, the first sentence was not to thank her, but to ask her if she would bathe together ...

She just wanted to press him into the bathtub and drown!

But after seeing him in the bathtub suddenly cold and hot and uncomfortable, still could not help but take care of him.

That night, he had a high fever of forty degrees and kept repeating it.

She didn't sleep for two days, and she didn't eat for a whole day. Her physical strength was so bad, she saw him in better condition, and pushed him down the stairs with a wheelchair, and wanted to make him some porridge to drink.

He was still having a fever, eating something that was too stubborn or indigestible, which was bad for his health.

But before she entered the kitchen, Qi Yan found the food on the table.

And at first glance it wasn't made by the cooking machine.

Qi Yan: "What are you cooking?"

Tan Bengbing still remembers the unexpected expression on his face at that time, pointing at the dish that had been so cold, and looked at her with surprise, smiling with trembling flowers, especially emaciated.

"Do it for me?" He asked again.

Tan Bengbing looked at his embarrassing expression and did not intend to answer.

I just want to ask him if he wants to drink porridge. If he doesn't want to, find a quiet place for himself.

She was afraid that he couldn't control him for a while, and would really kill him and vent his anger!

But before she asked, the man who was still embarrassed just now suddenly pushed the wheelchair and came to the dining table.

Pick up the chopsticks and remove the dishes from the plate.

Tan Bengbing stopped subconsciously, "The dishes are cold, you can easily have diarrhea when you eat them, and you are having a fever, and your spleen and stomach are very weak. Now it is not suitable to eat things that are not easy to digest ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ You can only drink porridge!"

When Tan Bengbang finished speaking, Qi Yan had eaten the dishes in his mouth and swallowed them.

I looked up at her and asked the question.

"Do it for me?"

Tan Bengbing's character has always disliked having to repeatedly struggle for a trivial matter. He heard him ask a second time and said.

"I have two days left, so ... Thank you for your care this month."

This is what Tan Bengbing told Qi Yan, and she told her about the reason for the meal.

In fact, she didn't know why she suddenly wanted to make a meal for Qi Yan.

He obviously hates him and doesn't care about his life.

Tan Bengbing thought about this for a long time and didn't think about it.

(End of this chapter)