President Song has a way of chasing his wife

Chapter 65 Food Delivery
When Bai Xiao returned home, she kept thinking about Song Qingyan's stomachache.

I sigh in my heart that it is not easy to be the president. I can't eat on time and get stomach problems.

Thinking about it again, Song Qingyan treated her well, and even bought her a cream cake today.

After thinking about it, Bai Xiao decided to thank Song Qingyan for the cream cake.

In return, cook him a supper.

After making up his mind, Bai Xiao got busy.

Because Ning Shishi was not around, she made two bowls of noodles.

Keep one bowl for yourself, and put the other bowl in the thermos.

I ate my own bowl cleanly.

Then he took the thermos bucket and sent it to Song Qingyan.

Fearing that it would be too late, Bai Xiao took a taxi to the Song Group.

After getting out of the car, he walked all the way to the president's office with ease.

Song Qingyan looked up at Bai Xiao who had gone back and forth, and a smile flashed in her eyes. When she saw the thermos in her hand, she narrowed her eyes, and calmly lifted one hand from the desk. moved to the stomach.

But there was no expression on his face, and he asked lightly: "Why are you back again?"

Bai Xiao raised the lunch box in his hand: "I made too much when I was cooking tonight, and I was afraid of wasting it, so I thought of bringing it to you."

"You still cook?"

Saying that, Song Qingyan stood up from the office chair, walked to the sofa with long legs and sat down, covering her stomach with one hand while walking.

Bai Xiao also walked to the sofa, and put the thermos bucket in his hand on the table in front of the sofa.

Then he looked at Song Qingyan and said, "That must be, after all, if you don't know how to cook, you will get stomach problems."

What Bai Xiao said meant something, Song Qingyan understood it, but was very happy in her heart.

Looking at Bai Xiao with clear eyes, her thin lips parted slightly: "Then I will give you a chance to cook for me every day from now on."

Bai Xiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Hearing this, Song Qingyan's eyes showed surprise, obviously he did not expect Bai Xiao to agree.

Glancing at Bai Xiao and then looking away, he said seemingly unintentionally: "You are so straightforward, do you really care about me?"

He said it casually, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is some expectation and some nervousness in those beautiful eyes.

Bai Xiao didn't discover these details, but after hearing Song Qingyan's question, he felt flustered for a moment, and his face felt a little hot for no reason.

Forcibly ignoring this strangeness, he said indifferently: "It's just a little effort."

As she spoke, she suddenly noticed Song Qingyan's hand covering her stomach.

Bai Xiao frowned subconsciously, hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Well, do you...do you still have a stomachache?"

Song Qingyan nodded slightly: "It hurts, it hurts."

He covered his stomach with one hand and frowned tightly, but Bai Xiao's unaware smile flashed across his eyes.

"Didn't Secretary Wang bring the medicine? Could it be that the medicine is not right?"

Bai Xiao got up and walked quickly to the desk, picked up the stomach medicine on it, and carefully read the instructions.

Seeing her subconscious actions, Song Qingyan put on a faint smile, and said lightly, "Maybe the medicine doesn't work that fast."

Bai Xiao thought about it, that's right, unless it is a special medicine, the effect of the medicine will be very slow.

Then he put down the medicine box, returned to the sofa, opened the lid of the thermos bucket, pushed the thermos bucket in front of Song Qingyan, and handed the chopsticks to him: "Eat quickly, or it will be cold."

Song Qingyan glanced at the chopsticks handed over, and didn't intend to pick them up, but said with a sullen brow: "When my stomach hurts, my hands shake and I can't hold the chopsticks."

"How could this be? Have you been checked?" Bai Xiao frowned and looked at him, the worry in her eyes was obvious.

(End of this chapter)