As soon as he opened the door, Mo Shicang's face turned pale, and he pretended to be surprised: "Luo Yisheng, why are you here?" ”

Luo Yisheng picked up the fruit basket and shook it in front of Mo Shicang's eyes, and said, "I'll come to see you." ”

Mo Shicang got out of the way, Luo Yisheng walked in, put the fruit basket on the table, and then looked at Mo Shicang with some apologies: "Why didn't you say that you can't eat spicy food, I wanted to treat you, but in the end I got into trouble!" Are you feeling better? Have you taken your medicine? ”

Mo Shicang smiled lightly, walked to Luo Yisheng's side, rubbed Luo Yisheng's little head and said, "I'm fine, I've taken medicine." ”

Luo Yisheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the medicine on the coffee table that had not yet been opened, and pointed, "Zhao Tezhu told me, saying that you don't like to take medicine!" Really, it's not a child! ”

Luo Yisheng walked to the coffee table, looked at the instructions on the package, and had a general understanding, and then raised his eyes to look at Mo Shicang: "Then have you eaten?" ”

He has always endured stomach pain, and he really couldn't bear it yesterday, so he called Zhao Kai.

Now, Luo Yisheng is in front of him, why should he endure it.

Mo Shicang shook his head and said with some pity: "I didn't eat." ”

"I'll cook for you!"

"Good!"

Luo Yisheng: ......

Luo Yisheng was embarrassed, she was really just polite, how could she have thought that Mo Shicang would be so polite.

Luo Yisheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, and under Mo Shicang's expectant gaze, he opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, and put them in the kitchen.

Luo Yisheng saw that Mo Shicang also stepped into the kitchen, so he pushed him out, "You are a sick person, you can rest first, let me come here!" ”

Mo Shicang sat on the sofa in the living room, watching the financial channel, but his eyes were always on Luo Yisheng.

The busy figure in the kitchen made him feel very happy, and this was the first time he had felt like this.

The place in my heart is occupied by a woman named Luo Yisheng, although this feeling is unfamiliar, but it is very reassuring.

Mo Shicang gradually felt sleepy, and he didn't sleep all night, and finally fell asleep with peace of mind.

Maybe it was cooking too seriously, Luo Yisheng didn't notice Mo Shicang's straight eyes.

She doesn't want to lose face, she doesn't want to lose face at home, she can't lose it to someone else's house!

"Hey, chocolate, are you busy?" Luo Yisheng quietly called Li Keqiao and whispered, "What is better for people with stomach pain?" ”

"You have a stomach ache?" Chocolate's voice was visibly raised, and she asked worriedly.

"No, no, it's someone else." Luo Yisheng denied that she was afraid that Chocolate would think she was sick and kill SNK directly.

"Let's just say that your stomach has always been strong, how can it hurt your stomach!" Chocolate reassured, "Let's make some light noodle soup!" It warms the stomach and is also easy to digest. ”

"So what are you going to do?" Luo Yisheng skimmed Mo Shicang in the living room, and found that he had fallen asleep sitting on the sofa, and he was only thinking about the voice of the financial host in the living room.

Chocolate thought for a moment, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Made it for Secretary Wang?" Are you going to cook for someone who is sick? ”

Luo Yisheng replied softly, "Didn't you have a treat yesterday!" As a result, I invited people to the hospital, chocolate, I really don't know that Ah Cang can't eat spicy. ”

Hearing Luo Yisheng's aggrieved voice, Chocolate stopped what he was doing and paused, "Are you sure he won't go to the hospital again after eating the food you cooked?" ”

Luo Yisheng was embarrassed: "Chocolate, you should stick a knife in my ribs, not two knives in me!" ”

Chocolate chuckled and told Luo Yisheng the steps one by one, and Luo Yisheng also wrote it down carefully.