Li Jiaqi hates ginger the most, and she picks out ginger when she eats vegetables, and she feels uncomfortable smelling it.

Looking at the chicken broth, at least ten pieces of ginger were put in it......

He Yingdong frowned, picked up his chopsticks and picked out those little ginger pieces, "Okay, now it's gone!" ”

There was an unexpected hint of tenderness on his cold face.

Was it her delusion?

"Heh, He Yingdong, you treat me as a fool! The ginger was picked out, and the taste inside was still very strong and strong, I don't want to drink it! ”

She resolutely refused to drink and turned her head away.

He stared into her eyes for a few minutes.

The maid next to her looked anxious, thinking to herself why this Miss Li was so ignorant.

The third young master took great pains to ask the old hen specially found by the old housekeeper to stew ginger soup for her, but she didn't appreciate it at all, hey......

Li Jiaqi is still uncompromising.

"Give me the chicken soup!"

The maid hurriedly handed the chicken soup to He Yingdong's hand, and He Yingdong took the chicken soup and drank it.

After Li Jiaqi was slightly stunned, He Yingdong turned his head to look at her, suddenly stretched out his hands to hold her face, and then kissed her.

After that, he fed her all the chicken soup mouth-to-mouth.

She couldn't vomit if she wanted to, and she almost didn't choke to death with a long mouthful of chicken soup.

If you want to breathe, you have to drink as hard as you can.

After swallowing it all, he let go of his hand.

She coughed violently, coughing for a long time before she could catch her breath, and when she looked up, he was already standing in front of her with chicken soup again.

"Do you want me to feed it or drink it yourself?"

She waved her hand in fright, "I'll do it myself!" ”

Only then did he hook his lips slightly, and a slight smile bloomed in his cold eyes.

Handed the chicken broth to her hand.

She held the chicken soup in both hands and glanced at him with a whimsical look, then pinched her nose and poured it all down in one go.

He took the empty bowl and handed it to the maid.

"Huh...... Third Young Master, you are so good to me, aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will be jealous? ”

She raised her eyebrows.

I remember that day Yan Xiruo was running around in the hospital, shouting at him and asking for warmth.

It's not an ex-girlfriend anymore, it should be a current girlfriend!

"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, sleep well!"

He pulled the quilt over her.

In the afternoon, he received a call that she was missing, and he searched for the whole afternoon, leaving all his work.

The whole day was delayed by her.

He Yingdong turned around and walked out, Li Jiaqi continued to smile, "Third Young Master, I think you should cherish this opportunity. If she knew about our relationship, it would be difficult for you to reconcile. How many three years can there be in life? Why don't you let me go! How nice it is for you to marry her and form a pair! ”

He turned, his eyes a little angry.

"I'll let you go and find that man, right?"

She glanced at him faintly and shrunk into the quilt: "I'll sleep!" ”

She fell asleep in a daze, and half-awake and half-asleep when she felt someone holding her.

Her arms reached out, and she was pulled by a pair of large hands, and then dragged into the quilt and hid tightly.

"He Yingdong, you're a bastard, you know? I hate you......"

In her sleep, she muttered, I don't know why, she cried very sadly, and her face was full of tears.

The nightlight glows orange.

He Yingdong leaned on the head of the bed and smoked, staring at her face with shiny eyes, staring at the ......

In the middle of the night, Li Jiaqi was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone, she opened her eyes and saw He Yingdong lying on the other side answering the phone.

It was very close, and she heard it very clearly, it was Yan Xiruo who called, "I have a stomachache, can you come over for a while?" ”

"Okay, I'll be right here!"

He Yingdong quickly got up and put on his clothes, and his slender figure gradually walked out.

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