"Ning Ziqi, what are you laughing at?" Beichen Shixi's voice suddenly sounded.
Ning Ziqi was startled, and when she looked over, she found that Beichen Shixi had woken up at some point.
"I... didn't..." She smiled guiltily.
"Your guilty conscience is written all over your face!" Beichen Shixi opened the quilt and sat up, saying disdainfully.
"Don't get up yet..." Seeing that he was about to get up, Ning Ziqi hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"I have to go to the bathroom!" He pursed his lips and said, "Also, Ning Ziqi, I'm just a little uncomfortable, not disabled!"
He looked at her stretched out hand with disgust. This stupid woman... was completely confused about the situation.
He just had a cold, and she seemed a little too worried.
"..." She was speechless. She quickly took her hand back and scratched her hair, deliberately pretending to be nonchalant.
He turned around, curled his lips, and went to the bathroom.
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When Beichen Shixi came out, Ning Ziqi had already placed the food on the bedside table.
Seeing him come out, he moved the bedside table outside.
He came closer and took a look at the dishes on top, and his face didn't look good.
"What's this?"
"Dinner!" she replied.
"You want me to eat this kind of thing?" He was not satisfied. This kind of food seemed to be even worse than Ning Ziqi's!
A green vegetable, a bitter gourd and scrambled eggs...
"Now that this is the case, don't be too dissatisfied. You'd better eat something first." Ning Ziqi handed him the chopsticks. She didn't think there was anything wrong with this dish.
Of course, compared with the chef in Beichen Shixi Villa, it is absolutely incomparable... After all, this place is just a small hotel.
Beichen Shixi took the chopsticks unnaturally, and Ning Ziqi handed over the porridge.
He glanced at the white porridge with a stiff expression, and then frowned: "I don't like porridge!"
"Then you often forced me to drink it before?" Ning Ziqi said dissatisfied. During that time, she drank porridge for so long. Even the trustee brought ramen, but in the end he had it thrown away!
"You have a bad stomach!" He was doing that for her own good! But he just had a slight fever now, so there was no need to drink plain porridge.
"You are a patient now!" Ning Ziqi refused.
"Ning Ziqi, you're so itchy that you actually learned to threaten me?" His eyes were full of dissatisfaction. He found that after she fell ill, she became more confident to speak in front of him!
"I'm not threatening you, I'm just telling the truth!" She looked at him fearlessly.
"Do you think I can't do anything to you now? Ning Ziqi, you underestimate me!" Beichen Shixi sneered.
Looking at his smile, Ning Ziqi felt a creepy feeling.
Before she could react, he suddenly snatched the porridge and put it on the bedside table along with the chopsticks in his hand.
Then he suddenly bent down and picked her up.
"Beichen Shixi, what are you doing!" Ning Ziqi was shocked, and then she was placed on the bed, and Beichen Shixi stepped down...
He hooked his lips, lifted her slender legs, and then tickled the soles of her feet...
"Haha...ha, Beichen...haha, stop it!" Ning Ziqi felt uncomfortable being scratched, and immediately couldn't help laughing loudly. She twisted her body dissatisfied and tried to sit up to stop him, but he was too strong.
Big, the hand holding the sole of her foot would not let go, and he kept tickling the center of her sole...