At this point, it's almost time to start dinner.

And Rong Jue didn't eat, he stayed asleep until the afternoon before waking up, and now he should be very hungry.

So Li Zhi asked him directly: "What do you want to eat at night?" ”

Rong Jue didn't answer immediately, but asked her, "What do you want to eat?" I'll do it. ”

So saying, he rolled up his sleeves and stood up and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Li Zhi stopped him in time: "What are you doing, you still want to cook like this, you don't want to die?" ”

"Zhizhi ......" Rong Jue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Zhi.

"Shut up, don't speak, I order you to sit on the sofa for me now, really, can you be a little conscious of being a sick person?"

Now Li Zhi didn't ask Rong Jue's opinion, anyway, he was sick, and he couldn't eat whatever he wanted, he had to eat lightly.

She ordered a few porridges for Rong Jue, and then began to choose dinner for herself.

She'd had breakfast all day, and now she had to eat better.

……

Rong Jue looked at the bowls of porridge in front of him, and then at the fried chicken burger and cola in front of Li Zhi, and sighed.

Although he doesn't like to eat fast food such as fried chicken burgers, he has no appetite now, and looking at the porridge in front of him and smelling the aroma of fried chicken next to him, he has even more no appetite.

He poked Li Zhi's hand across the dining table with chopsticks: "Zhizhi, you just give me these?" ”

"Well, yes, what else would you like to eat? Even if you want to eat, your body won't allow you to eat it. ”

"But, then I can't just eat white porridge."

"Huh? No, just this bowl is white porridge, and the other bowls are preserved egg and lean porridge, pumpkin porridge, and purple potato porridge. ”

Rong Jue: "......"

Rong Jue: "I won't be able to eat." ”

Hearing this, Li Zhi hesitated: "Then give you some steamed buns?" Or buns? ”

Rong Jue stared at her for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly: "Forget it, that's all." ”

"Don't you really need to order some steamed buns?" Li Zhi was still very uneasy, and asked again.

Rong Jue shook his head, his face was heavy, and he ate the white porridge in front of him as if he was dead.

He made Li Zhi very satisfied: "That's right, the patient must have the consciousness of the patient, and he must avoid eating, otherwise the disease will definitely get better slowly." ”

Li Zhi got up and ran to Rong Jue's side, patted him on the head, and put a gentle, sweet smile like a kindergarten teacher on his face: "Rong Baobao eats obediently!" ”

Being treated like this, Rong Jue smiled helplessly, and quickly grabbed her hand before Li Zhi left.

"Huh? Is there anything else going on with Rong Baobao? Li Zhi is still addicted to the identity of a kindergarten teacher and cannot extricate himself.

"Teacher," the corners of Rong Jue's lips rose, "Rong Baobao will be obedient." ”

Hearing his answer, Li Zhi stared at him for a while, hurriedly withdrew his gaze, withdrew his hand, and returned to his seat.

Ahhhhhh

She had goosebumps.

Obviously, when she said it herself, she felt that it was nothing, but once something like that came out of Rong Jue's mouth, it became numb?

Looking at Li Zhihong's ears, Rong Jue showed a playful smile and continued:

"Zhizhi Sensei."

"Rong Baobao said, he will be obedient."

"Why don't you boast about people?"

When he spoke, the end of each of his sentences was long, with a bit of coquettishness, and it seemed to be lingering.

Li Zhi's face also turned red little by little in his words.