"I don't want to drink porridge." Bai Qianchi closed his eyes and groped on the bed with both hands. After searching for a while, he couldn't find Di Xiaozuo. Finally, he touched the legs of the Emperor's young master and hugged him and refused to let go.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

The Emperor Young Master wanted to stand up, but he was so embarrassed that he couldn't leave after being hugged by Bai Qianchi.

“…I want to eat hot pot.”

"Let's eat when you recover from your illness."

"No, I want to eat now." Bai Qianchi kicked his legs and kicked the quilt away.

The Emperor's Young Master covered her with a quilt again: "Be obedient and wait until you're done before eating."

"No."

"You are still sick and can't eat randomly." He comforted him patiently.

"The hot pot is not iced, why can't you eat it? I don't care. I just have a bitter mouth and I want to eat spicy food."

"I have a bitter mouth, can I eat sweet food?"

"No, I just have to eat hot pot."

"You can't spoil you. Be obedient and eat it when you're done, otherwise I'll get angry." Although I said I'd be angry, I still spoke softly.

Hearing that he was about to get angry, Bai Qianchi opened his eyes and looked at him.

The Emperor Young Master reached out and touched her head, and asked again: "Can you eat sweet food?"

Bai Qianchi looked at him with a grievance, and kept his mouth flat and said nothing.

The Emperor Shaojue suddenly felt soft and was about to compromise to satisfy her cravings, but Bai Qianchi said reluctantly: "What kind of porridge is there?"

"Everyone, which one do you want to eat?"

"Cleavened egg porridge."

Forehead……

“…You can’t eat eggs when you have a cold.”

"..." Bai Qianchi stared at his embarrassed and embarrassed face for three seconds. Finally, he let go of his legs, pulled the quilt up, covered his face, and said in a blocking air: "I won't eat anymore."

The Emperor Shaojue bent down, pulled her quilt under her neck, reached out to tidy up her messy head, and then said in a negotiated tone: "Is chicken shredded porridge good?"

"No." Bai Qianchi turned his back to him.

"I really don't eat it?"

“Not to eat.”

"Then I won't take it anymore. I'll be hungry with you. Anyway, I still have stomach medicine..." He said, laying down beside Bai Qianchi, hugging her: "Let's go to bed."

“…”

Bastard, actually threatened her.

Bai Qianchi ignored him and waited for about ten minutes, and felt like he was about to fall asleep. Bai Qianchi couldn't help but speak: "When will the chicken shredded porridge be prepared?"

The corner of the Emperor's mouth raised, and he stood up and kissed her forehead: "Soon."

"Hmph." Bai Qianchi pushed him away: "You don't spoil me anymore. Is there a woman outside?"

"Women? There are still women outside? Why have I never seen them?" said the Emperor Shaojue, who was the best at coaxing his wife, and he had never lost.

Bai Qianchi looked at him with anger: "Sweet words will deceive girls."

"I'm wronged, my wife, I never lie to girls, I just lie to you, I'm not right, I just coax you."

"Am I not a woman?"

"You are my wife."

"I'm hungry when I go."

"Now." The Emperor Shaojue took out his cell phone and dialed the landline in the lobby on the first floor: "Let the kitchen make two pieces of chicken porridge to send to my wife and I to the room to make it lighter."

"Three portions, make three portions, I want them too." A very excited voice sounded at the door.

Bai Qianchi, who was originally drowsy, heard this sound and became energetic.

She sat up directly from the bed and looked at Helian Chenyan's smiling face that was constantly magnifying, and she really wondered if she had hallucinations.

"Thousand Ponds!"

Helian Chenyan opened his hands and headed straight for Bai Qianchi on the bed. He was about to knock Bai Qianchi down. Emperor Shaojue quickly grabbed a watch box on the nightstand and threw it at Helian Chenyan's knee.
Chapter completed!