Lingyin nodded, but stood up: "Are you hungry? Eat some fruit to fill your stomach first, and I'll make two steaks."
Huahua couldn't laugh or cry, was she a guest?
Looks like he's here for work.
Should we give him an award for being the best employer in the world?
Lingyin seemed to see his expression, and said calmly: "It's almost noon, and it's raining so hard. I won't invite you to a restaurant outside for dinner. Cooking two steaks at home is indeed a bit of a lack of hospitality, so I'll settle it first."
Huh?"
Huahua hurriedly said: "If you don't do it, you won't do it."
Lingyin laughed and went to the kitchen. Huahua was indeed feeling a little unwell, and he fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it. When Lingyin came out with the steak, he saw this scene, Huahua's thin body curled up on the sofa.
, sleeping deeply, like a big boy, clean and charming.
Lingyin was in a daze for a while, thinking about whether to put him to sleep in the bedroom, which might wake him up, but he would get colder if he slept here, so he decisively went upstairs to find a blanket and went downstairs to cover Huahua.
superior.
"Mr. Ling," more than an hour later, the assistant who was cursed by Mr. Ling to fetch water in the hospital called me: "You have a meeting to attend at 1:30 in the afternoon."
"Then what?" Lingyin looked at Huahua, who frowned slightly in his sleep. It was obvious that the ringing of his cell phone had disturbed his dream.
The assistant was stunned for a moment. Why did he suddenly feel that it was inappropriate for him to make a call? There was a bit of anger in Mr. Ling's voice. Could it be that he was too worried?
The assistant thought for a second, and then immediately said: "Well, no, I just called you to remind you in case you forget."
Lingyin frowned a little. When did he give people the impression of having a bad memory?
"I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll find someone to attend on my behalf." Lingyin looked at Huahua and sat up in a daze, and hung up the phone decisively: "Let's just say it, hang up." Then he turned off the phone directly.
Huahua sat up and was dazed for a while, looking left and right as if she couldn't figure out where she was.
Lingyin handed over a glass of water: "Are you awake?"
Huahua yawned, still confused, and rubbed her head: "Why did I fall asleep?"
"Cold medicines usually contain sleeping ingredients." The box of cold medicine he gave him before seemed to contain a bit of sleeping ingredients.
Lingyin decisively ignored this problem.
"Oh." Huahua stretched out her hands and stretched greatly. She was still a little lazy and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep."
Lingyin took a small plate of fresh sour plums and said, "Eat one to wake up your brain."
Huahua raised her eyebrows: "Is it sour?"
“Not sour, very sweet.”
Then he would be relieved.
As a result, the flowers were so sour that they almost bounced.
Lingyin: "..."
The girl at the fruit shop really told him that the sour plums this time were very sweet.
Huahua thought: It’s really refreshing.
Lingyin took a sip and was so sour that he shivered.
He laughed uncontrollably and abandoned the pickled plum as expected: "Go and wash your face. The steak is still hot. I'll bring it out."
My selfish intention is to escape this embarrassing scene. I will never trust the little girl in the fruit shop again. How can the little girl be so dishonest now?
…
"I've slept for two hours." Huahua looked at the time, put the phone back on the dining table, and elegantly cut the steak: "Brother Ling, your cooking skills are very good, your cooking skills can even match those of my elder brother.