Yang Taotao struggled, urging him to let go of her quickly.
Such actions were too intimate and ambiguous and should not exist between her and him at all.
"Don't move, or you will fall." The man gritted his teeth and made a forbearing and difficult voice.
Suddenly she didn't dare to mess around anymore. Looking at the dense beads of sweat on his face, she knew it was not easy for him to pick her up.
"You are injured, please put me down and let me go on my own." She covered her nose with one hand and made a small buzzing voice: "You will only make the wound worse."
"I'm fine." Qi Yifeng was particularly stubborn and walked into the bedroom step by step with her in his arms.
"No, no, no, I don't want to go into this room."
Astonishment and confusion flashed across the man's face, and then a look of understanding and hurt appeared.
He didn't speak, turned around and walked into the guest room next to him.
She had no intention of coming back when she moved out, so Lin Qianqian asked the servants to cover all the furniture with cloth.
Later, Qi Yifeng came to look for her and couldn't find her, so he stayed here.
He removed the cloth covers from the living room and bedroom, but not from the guest room.
He put her down on the floor, and then went to tidy up the covers in the bed.
Fortunately, the room was sealed and there was no dust on it not long after I left.
Qi Yifeng took out a new bed/sheet from the cupboard and put it on it, followed by a thin quilt and pillows.
After it was done, he helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt: "You lie down for a while, and I'll get you some food. It will make your stomach feel better after eating it."
"Yeah." Pregnant women also have a characteristic that they tend to get sleepy easily.
At about ten o'clock, she had vomited again without eating, and her hands and feet were weak. She no longer wanted to be polite to him.
He nodded obediently with half his face covered, his eyes showing both gratitude and fear.
Qi Yifeng really wanted to have a few words with her, even if it was just simple and meaningless.
But seeing her nose that was always pressed, he backed down, stood up, his waist slightly bent in pain, and slowly walked out of the customer.
After leaving the guest room, he was in a trance for a while, not knowing what he was doing.
After being stunned for a while, he remembered that he wanted to get her some food, so he went back to the kitchen, washed and cut the black-bone chicken, washed the medicinal materials, and put them into the soup pot over high heat.
Then he washed and chopped the tomatoes, washed the kitchen utensils hastily, started the fire, poured the tomatoes in and fried them, added eggs, and put them on a plate.
The soup began to boil, and a faint smell of medicinal herbs wafted out. He knew that he should simmer it slowly at this time.
The soup that comes out in this way will be delicious and delicious, but thinking that it was getting late, he didn't care about continuing to cook it over high heat.
Wash a few handfuls of white rice, add some water, put it into the rice cooker, and press the cooking button.
Slice the lean meat you bought, use half to stir-fry fresh mushrooms, and half to steam eggs.
Half an hour later, the dishes were ready and the rice was cooked. He took everything out of the dining room, plus the bowls and chopsticks for two people.
Then he went back to check if the soup was ready. He tasted the taste and found it was a little bland. He added some salt and tasted it again. This time he felt it was just right.
However, the chicken and herbs are still hard and need to be simmered for a while.
Well, you can eat first and then drink the soup.
Qi Yifeng looked at the delicious food on the table and was in a good mood. He ran to the guest room in two or three steps to ask someone to get up for dinner.
But halfway through, he suddenly remembered that she didn't like the smell of blood on his body.
He quickly turned around and walked into the adjacent bedroom and took out the medicine box.