Chapter 1088: Do You Still Like It?

Later, she thought that it might be because she would never see him again in her life, so she suddenly wanted to do something for him.

"Take care? What kind of care?" Qi Yan heard her words, twisted her fingers and asked, holding her temple.

He was still feverish, and his wicked face was flushed.

Narrow peach eyes, looking tired, but still very unsightly.

The corner of his mouth ticked, and then he said with solitude.

"Yes, thank you so much. I'm so busy taking care of you every night. I hardly have a day off and feel that my body is hollowed out. The title of best model is well deserved!"

Tan Bengbing: "..."

Thank you so much. When he reached his mouth, he put on the color.

Tan Bingbing didn't want to ignore him.

Before I stepped forward, I was ready to pack up the cold dishes on the table.

As soon as he picked up a dish of dishes, his hand was beaten by him, "Don't move, put down!"

"..."

"This is a dish for me. I haven't eaten yet. Where are you going to take it?" Qi Yan took the dish from her hand and put it back in front of herself.

Just picked up chopsticks and prepared to eat. Tan Bengbian grabbed his hand and reminded with a frown.

"It's really cold."

"Well, you can't bear to let me eat cold food and don't hate me anymore? Do you still like it?" Qi Yan blinked at Peach Blossom eyes, teasing with evil spirits.

"..."

Tan Bengbing looked at him without a serious look, and immediately let go.

Sit next to him, regardless of his life.

Anyway, she is a doctor, even if he has a fever, vomiting and diarrhea, she can treat him.

And as far as his life is concerned, it is a danger to the world. If he died, it might still be a good thing.

Qi Yan really picked up the chopsticks and slowly tasted the cold rice and cold dishes on the table.

Seeing Tan Bengbian frowning all the time, trying to come up to stop him, and endured, he asked suddenly.

"You're not curious, how good are your own dishes?"

"..."

Tan Bengbing looked at his unhappy face and subconsciously refused to ask this question.

She doesn't have much confidence in her cooking skills, she didn't expect to be better than the cooking machine.

Even if she did a good job, Qi Yan's annoying mouth could not say anything good, and it was good not to ridicule her.

She was silent at this time, the best choice.

But if she didn't answer, it didn't mean Qi Yan herself wouldn't say.

I saw him pick up a piece of fish in front of him, put it in his mouth, narrowed his eyes and chewed slowly.

The expression of enjoyment is like tasting something delicious on earth.

Is it so delicious?

Tan Bengbian sat upright suddenly, a faint sense of anticipation floated in his heart.

Somewhat confused.

Even if she does a good job, how good the cooked food is.

Let him feel intoxicated in the dream?

When she hanged her appetite to the extreme, she almost couldn't help but ask him how he felt the taste ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Qi Yan finally opened her eyes.

Raised an eyebrow at her.

He raised his mouth and spit out, "It's better than a cooking machine."

Tan Bengbing: "..."

She knew that there was nothing good to say in his mouth.

Tan Bengbian was inexplicably angry, got up from the chair and turned to leave.

As soon as she took a step, a wailing came from behind.

She turned around, Qi Yan was already holding her stomach, and fell to a wheelchair, holding her stomach pain.

Tan Bengbian hurried forward and helped him. "What do you think?"

The next second, Qi Yan had pressed into her chest. "Now comfortable."

Tan Bengbing: ...! !!

(End of this chapter)