"No," Wen Momo picked up the bowl and handed it over, "good medicine...... Oh no, good soup is good for ...... Uh, not ...... In short, this is tonic soup, tonic soup is like this, you drink it quickly! ”

Wen Momo is almost convinced! Look at what you're talking about.

The corners of Leng Chenbei's lips raised, "Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

Leng Chenbei had a wicked smile on his face, "Unless you feed me." ”

"What?" Wen Momo stood up suddenly, "Don't go too far!" ”

"Feed me." Leng Chenbei leaned back on the sofa, with a posture of not feeding and drinking.

"You have hands and feet, what are you feeding?" Wen Momo's apricot eyes glared, "It's not that you can't get out of bed, Xiaomao....... It's just sick. ”

When he said the word "disease", Wen Momo realized that he had missed his mouth and couldn't come back, so he hummed it through his nose. I don't know if Mr. Leng heard it clearly, but I hope he didn't hear it clearly.

"Then you can't eat and drink here for nothing, can you?" Leng Chenbei suddenly said, "Something has to be done!" ”

"Then I can't sell myself to you! I'm just having lunch here! Wen Momo was so angry that he vomited blood.

was originally kind to help him, but now it has become his own. Besides, who rarely eats here!

"I'm just asking you to feed the soup, you actually want to sell yourself to me......" Leng Chenbei said slowly, moved his body, and sat down, "Although, it looks a little stumbling, but I can still accept it, after all, the kiss yesterday was still quite exciting......"

"You-" It's really a pot that can't be opened, Wen Mo stood up and was about to talk to him, when he suddenly remembered Manager Leng's earnest words in his ears.

"The cold must not be stimulated, and the cold must always maintain a good mood...... Otherwise, it will aggravate the condition......"

Thinking of this, she paused and calmed down.

"Okay, but you drink two bowls yourself, and I'll feed you two bowls later." Wen Momo smiled slyly.

When she first took the soup from the jar, she had already observed, and there was only one bowl of soup left in the jar at most.

"Really?" Leng Chenbei saw that she agreed so readily, but he was a little incredulous.

"yes, it counts." Wen Momo swears.

Leng Chenbei picked up the bowl in disbelief, twisted his eyebrows, and muttered, as if drinking Chinese medicine, and drank it in one go.

Rubbing his chest, "It's too hard to drink!" Can't you just feed it in the next bowl? ”

"No, we have to count!" Wen Momo's jaw lifted, took the bowl, and filled the rest of the soup with all the rest.

Leng Chenbei struggled inwardly to pick up the bowl, and said pitifully, "It's too hard to drink!" ”

"If it's hard to drink, you have to drink it," Wen Momo put some rice in front of him, "or eat something else first, the soup will be digested in a while, and you can drink it after a while." ”

"Forget it, I'd better drink it first! I'm still waiting for someone to feed me. As he spoke, he wrinkled his eyebrows and drank it all again.

Wen Momo felt uncomfortable when he looked at it, and he was really worried that he would burst his stomach.

Leng Chenbei put the soup bowl aside and said expectantly, "It's your turn to ...... this time."

Wen Momo picked up the jar and shook it in front of his eyes, "Haha, you've been fooled!" You've already drunk the soup, haha! ”

She looked at him triumphantly and smiled from ear to ear.

Leng Chenbei looked at her with interest, what a quirky little girl!

"Don't be too complacent," he glanced at her contemptuously, "since you don't feed the soup, feed the rice!" ”

Ha, Mr. Leng, you can't help me! My duty is to take care of the soup after you drink, and as for the rice, you like to eat it or not.