Luo Zexuan couldn't sit still. A hint of panic flashed through his handsome eyes, and his heart was boiling, but he couldn't show it on his face. He had to pretend to be relaxed and asked: "Really? Did they say anything to you?"
Luo Chenfeng frowned and suddenly let out a low cry and said, "By the way, aunt said that I have visited them several times. Is it true?"
Luo Zexuan felt his hands tremble and couldn't help but clasped them tightly, but a gentle smile flashed on his face: "Well, I'm going for you!"
"Thank you brother for doing all this for me, which makes me feel less guilty." Luo Chenfeng's weak face spread a grateful smile.
Luo Zexuan's mood was extremely complicated. He laughed dryly and touched Luo Chenfeng's forehead: "Okay, don't talk too much and have a good rest."
"Brother, when I get better, I want to return to China!" Luo Chenfeng whispered again.
Luo Zexuan couldn't help but stiffen when he stood up, and turned to look at him curiously: "Why? Aren't you staying with your grandparents in the United States?"
"I don't dare to stay with them. They must be thinking about why I want a divorce all day long. It would be safer for me to go back to China." Luo Chenfeng said with a helpless smile.
Luo Zexuan was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Okay, you should recover from your illness first!"
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Chu Ling walked in with a box of warm porridge and a large bowl of native chicken soup.
Chu Ling put down the things. His handsome face, which was usually calm, seemed a little unnatural at the moment. He said in a low voice, "I don't know what you like to eat? Let my aunt cook it for you. Eat it and see if it suits your taste."
mouth?"
When Cheng Luoluo heard this, his heart trembled. Oh my God, Chu Ling must never be so nice to her again. It was just to eat something. Is it necessary for him to let his aunt do it himself?
"I'm not picky, as long as I can eat it." Cheng Luoluo smiled dryly, reaching out to get the porridge, but a big hand grabbed it one step faster than her.
"I'll feed you!" Chu Ling finished speaking domineeringly. Before Cheng Luoluo could agree, his tall body was already sitting on the edge of the bed. He gently opened the heat preservation cover, and a sweet smell spread out. It smelled good.
Extremely.
Cheng Luoluo was a little embarrassed, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she waved her hand to refuse: "No, I'll do it, I can eat it myself."
"Don't move your injection hand." Cheng Luoluo had just raised his left hand when his big hand pressed it down domineeringly. His warm hand pressed her cold little hand, causing both of them to tremble slightly.
"So cold!" Chu Ling frowned and couldn't help but hold Cheng Luoluo's little hand for a while. He didn't let go until her little hand was warmed, but he was still a little worried.
Cheng Luoluo was suppressed by him, his nerves were tense and he couldn't move, so he had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted.
"Open your mouth!" Chu Ling carefully took a spoon and scooped out a small spoonful of hot porridge and gently brought it to Cheng Luoluo's mouth. Cheng Luoluo was so embarrassed that since she was a child, except for her parents who had fed her like this, she had only
Chu Ling fed her like this. This feeling made her both ashamed and scared.
The meaning of a man feeding a woman is very ambiguous. Although she shouldn't doubt Chu Ling's ulterior motives, this kind of behavior is really alarming.
Gently opening his mouth and taking the spoonful of hot porridge, Cheng Luoluo couldn't help but open his eyes in surprise and praised: "It tastes so sweet. Are there any ingredients in it?"
Chu Ling raised her lips and smiled, her smile full of charm: "Have you eaten it? There are also a lot of Chinese medicinal ingredients that are good for the body. It is porridge boiled with Chinese medicine."
"Ah..." Cheng Luoluo couldn't help but open his mouth. Isn't it just cooking porridge that requires so much attention? Wouldn't that be too troublesome?
Seeing her open mouth, Chu Ling took the opportunity to feed her another spoonful, and then said calmly: "The aunt I invited is an expert in medicinal diet. She helps prepare the meals An Yan and I eat on weekdays.
Especially An Yan needs special attention. I told her that you had a cold, and she stewed this porridge and black-bone chicken soup for you based on your condition. She had to drink them all in a while. You look so bad."
The more Cheng Luoluo listened, the more uneasy she became. Chu Ling must not be so nice to her again, she will become dependent on him.
"Thank you!" Cheng Luoluo said her thanks with a blushing face, but at the same time she had to open her mouth to take the warm porridge he brought. The two of them fed quietly like this. After a while, a bowl of fragrant porridge came out.
Cheng Luoluo swallowed all the small porridge.
Please forgive her for eating every drop. It was so delicious. She drank more than half of the black-bone chicken soup that followed. Although she was embarrassed, the taste was so delicious that she accidentally drank so much.
Chu Ling picked up a tissue and wanted to wipe the greasy corners of her mouth. Cheng Luoluo quickly grabbed it and said with a smile: "I can do this myself."
Chu Ling couldn't help but chuckle, her voice as mellow as fine wine: "Are you full?"
"I'm full!" Cheng Luoluo lowered his head and smiled awkwardly.
It was that shy lowered smile that finally plucked the string in Chu Ling's heart. He suddenly raised his head without waiting for Cheng Luoluo, stretched out his big hand, lifted up her small chin, and touched her slightly greasy lips.
He placed a gentle kiss on his lips, and then murmured: "It's good if you're full. If you're not full, I can still..."
"I'm really full." Cheng Luoluo answered loudly and impatiently before he could finish his words.
But her heart was trembling. Chu Ling was becoming less and less concerned about her feelings. She kissed her whenever she wanted. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Three years ago, a kiss from him could make her so dazzled that she forgot to call out. So, what now? His kiss has a more overbearing element, which makes her unable to refuse and makes her want to escape.
thoughts.
"Luo Luo, how is your work?" Forcibly suppressing the urge to kiss her again, Chu Ling wanted to divert her attention with other topics.
Forget about work, Cheng Luoluo was filled with grievances when it came to work, but how could she dare to tell Chu Ling directly? She was afraid that he would look down on her too.
"It's okay." Cheng Luoluo bit her lip and replied softly.
"What do you mean it's okay? Is it good or bad?" Chu Ling did not accept such a vague answer.
"Okay!" Cheng Luoluo nodded without conscience, she didn't dare to bother him anymore.
"I heard that your company has received a new order, does it have anything to do with you?" Chu Ling asked deliberately, because he secretly sent money to her for this order, hoping that she could benefit from it.
Cheng Luoluo froze when he heard this, his face quickly turned pale, and he shook his head violently: "It has nothing to do with me, I don't know what the order is."
