Qian Qinghui held the coffee cup in her hand, put the rim of the cup to her lips and sipped lightly without leaving any trace.
The maid bowed and replied: "Yes, ma'am."
"What did Cheng Ge say?"
"Master Cheng Ge didn't say anything. He just asked if the master arranged for Miss Su Miao to be the tutor. Then he stopped talking."
"Hmm. Really..." Qian Qinghui narrowed her eyes, her eyes flickering, "It seems like the son has noticed something."
"What the lady means is..."
"Let's see again. I'm really curious about what Cheng Ge and Yuhua will do because of that child." Qian Qinghui casually placed the coffee cup on the table next to him.
The open window blew the fragrance of flowers from outside into the bedroom. Qian Qinghui stepped on the soft bed with her bare feet and walked to the bed. The wonderful fragrance of flowers seemed to bring her into a world of beauty and fantasy. And she was exactly that.
A fairy conceived by the fragrance of flowers.
Suddenly! Those beautiful eyes opened! The delicate face seemed to have been driven away by ghosts, turning it pale and disgusting.
Qian Qinghui rubbed her chest, her legs softened, and she knelt on the ground. Her whole body twitched and she coughed violently.
The maid's face turned pale, she quickly closed the window, then opened a drawer in the corner, took out a bunch of bottles and cans, took out three pills from one of the bottles, and handed them to Qian
Qinghui asked her to take it with water.
Qian Qinghui was helped by the maid to lie down beside the bed. Her pale face did not ease for a long time. She kept coughing and wheezing, as if breathing was a luxury for her.
But she was obviously so healthy just now, talking to Su Sanshui.
"Madam, you haven't taken any treatment medicine?"
"Well..." Qian Qinghui rubbed her chest and gasped in pain.
The maid's eyes were red and she was about to cry: "Madam, you can't do this. Old Madam..."
"Don't tell her."
"Can……"
"She can't die. So don't tell her." Qian Qinghui's pale face didn't reply for a long time. She lay down on the pillow and waved to the maid. "Continue to observe the child. If you have anything to say to me in advance,
Then report to Yuhua."
The maid wanted to say something, but she still didn't say anything. She responded and left the room.
Su Sanshui only finished eating some of the surrounding vegetables that were used to decorate the vegetarian dishes. There was a large piece of steak left, and she stared at it.
Ke Chengge skillfully cut the red beef with a knife at the other end. Each piece was divided very evenly and the sauce was full. The handle of the knife was gently pinched with his white and well-defined fingers, which was perfect like a work of art.
.
But Su Sanshui could only face a table of Western food and eat vegetarian food.
"Why don't you eat meat?" When Ke Chengge spoke, he was holding a piece of meat in his mouth and looking at Su Sanshui with a smile.
Su Sanshui's face darkened, and he noticed it. But why did Su Sanshui have the nerve to say that he couldn't cut steak, and asked him instead: "What's wrong with me losing weight?"
"Not much, I just thought that after you became a monk, you would never eat meat or meat." Ke Chengge laughed.
Su Sanshui rolled his eyes and thought: A dog cannot spit out ivory.
Her stomach rumbled at a decibel that only she could hear. A few thin slices of radish and green vegetables were indeed not enough to fill her up. Anyway, Qian Qinghui and the maid aunt were not around, so she took advantage of Ke Chengge's turn to get a napkin.
At that time, he took a fork and stabbed it hard on the steak that Su Sanshui had been craving for a long time, then put it to his mouth and took a hard bite.
Ouch, stuffy teeth!
Luoluo RN original debut
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