Text Text_Chapter 42 Does He Make Breakfast?

At this touch, Meng Peiyuan's cold eyes flickered, he raised his hand and rubbed her forehead, and asked in a rough voice: Why do you have a fever?

Rained. Bai Tong lowered his long eyelashes, lining the black blue under his eyelids.

st๏ผ Meng Peiyuan cursed in a low voice and quickly took out his mobile phone.

Bai Tong asked with pity: What are you going to do?

Call and call your family doctor.

No, I've already been to the hospital.

Meng Peiyuan turned his head to look at her, and his voice was cold: Oh? It turned out that the man picked you up from the company, took you to the hospital, and finally sent you home?

Don't call him 'that man that man', his name is Gong Wei, he is the director of Simei advertising agency, my friend. Bai Tong regretted to correct the name of no one in his eyes.

If you don't make it clear earlier, I don't know who his name is.

It was just now that he took advantage of the position of the window on the second floor to see that it was a man who sent Bai Tongxi back, and as for the identity of the other party, he really didn't recognize it.

Is the palace of Simei advertising? actually took over his responsibilities as a husband, Meng Peiyuan frowned, but because he took care of Bai Tongxi's physical discomfort, he couldn't help but have a seizure.

It's late at night.

The woman in the bedroom, her body sunk into the soft sofa and looked particularly delicate, her arms were on the chair pillows, the green silk was scattered on the cheeks, and because of the fever, even her breathing was weak, like a little milk cat.

The little anger in Meng Peiyuan's heart disappeared strangely after seeing Bai Tongxi's fatigue at this time.

While she was asleep, he easily transferred her to his large bed and lifted a black silk quilt wrapped around her chest.

At this time, he heard her mobile phone ringing at the tip of his ear, he strode forward, and pulled out her mobile phone from the corner of the sofa, and the caller ID on it made him raise his eyebrows: Bai Younian?

The other end of the phone seemed to be accustomed to Bai Tongxi's silence, so almost as soon as he was connected, Bai Younian took the lead in speaking: Tong Tong, can you come to Su Su and Yuyang's engagement banquet tomorrow? Dad understands that if Su Su hadn't been ignorant at the beginning, it wouldn't have caused the situation it is today, but what can be done, they have already cooked raw rice

Fortunately, you have now found your lover, and Dad is relieved, saying that you are far away Tongtong, your presence tomorrow undoubtedly represents your relief from this bad fate, you are the eldest daughter of the Bai family, but you are not like an ordinary girl, lingering.

Seeing that he was talking to himself for a long time, and he didn't know if Bai Tongxi listened to it, Bai Younian repeated the place and time of the engagement banquet uneasily, and told him to invite Meng Peiyuan to be there together, so he hung up the phone.

Meng Peiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Following.

Bai Tongxi's first feeling when he woke up was that he was hungry, and after sleeping all night, he was much more energetic, but his sense of taste was very weak.

When she walked down the spiral staircase in her nightdress, she only heard the constant sound of oil and water coming from the kitchen, followed by a rush of scramble, accompanied by the man's helpless low spell in the middle!

Mr. Meng, are you making breakfast?

Unconsciously, she came behind Meng Peiyuan, and later found that his cooking skills were even more miserable than Guo Yueqing's.

Before the oil in the pan could be fried, she stepped forward and turned off the heat in time.

Meng Peiyuan looked back at Bai Tong's playful eyes, his heart was angry, and he stuffed the spatula in his hand: You can do it, you come.