The boss asked me to meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau

Looking at the anti-fever stickers that were thrown aside, Su Liang thought that he hadn't posted them properly when he left, and it fell off by himself. Seeing Di Mohan's face getting redder and redder, Su Liang felt guilty for a moment, and hurriedly put the porridge Put it down, and then took out a new fever-reducing patch from the medicine cabinet.

Just when he was about to paste it on Di Mohan, the person who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

"You didn't leave?"

"?"

Su Liang was taken aback by his question, "Where are you going?"

After another two short sentences, Di Mohan's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although it was still red, at least it wasn't gloomy anymore.

Who said turning faces faster than flipping books is a woman's privilege, Su Liang felt that Di Mohan was very talented in this aspect, and he was a proficient in using it.

Su Liang slandered him fiercely in her heart, and then carefully pasted the fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and at the end, squeezed it for fear of falling off again.

"I made plain porridge, would you like some?"

Di Mohan nodded arrogantly, but there was a trace of joy in his heart.Even if she had a conscience, she thought she was gone.It turned out that he was cooking porridge for himself, Di Mohan turned his head slightly, and glanced at the porridge and side dishes on the tray, um, yes, it smells quite good.

So, under Su Liang's watchful eyes, Di Mohan wanted to reach out his hand to pick up the bowl "difficultly". As a result, his hand stretched out tremblingly, like an old man. In the end, Su Liang really saw Not going any further, he simply picked up the bowl and handed it to him.

However, this thoughtful move was met with a slap in the face by Di Mohan.

This idiot, at this time, shouldn't he take the initiative to feed him.

How did Su Liang know the little Jiujiu in Di Mohan's heart, thinking that he disliked this porridge made by himself, and lost his appetite when he saw it from such a close distance, so.

"If you don't want to drink, I'll ask Zhou Yan to pack something else when he comes over."

"Which eye of yours sees that I don't want to drink anymore?"

"..."

Damn, is he faking his illness?

Forget it, after taking a look at his red face, Su Liang decided not to argue with him.

Just, a few minutes later.Su Liang's hand holding the bowl was tired, the heat of the porridge was about to disappear, so Di Mohan didn't move a mouthful.

In the end, Su Liang couldn't take it anymore, she was still hungry.

"Do you want to drink it or not? If you don't drink it, I will take it away."

"Su Liang, have you never been sick?"

"?"

what do you mean.

"I have no strength, I can't hold it."

"..."

Sorry, she has never had such a hypocritical illness.Dare to love, I have been moaning and chirping here for a long time, just wanting to feed him by myself.

retarded.

Is the mouth long for decoration? You can't speak well.

However, thinking about it, if he could speak well, he wouldn't be Di Mohan.

Thinking about it this way, Su Liang also figured it out.

So, without saying a word, even with a hint of eagerness, he picked up the spoon and prepared to feed him spoon by spoon.As a result, as soon as the spoon was handed to Di Mohan's mouth, he frowned and avoided it.

Su Liang was angry.

"what happened again?"

"hot."

A word came out coldly from someone's mouth.

There was no other way, Su Liang could only blow gently according to Uncle Di's instructions, until there was no heat on the spoon at all, then Uncle Di opened his mouth in satisfaction.

Next, Su Liang took a sip, and Di Mohan took a sip.In the middle of the journey, the other party also motioned her to put some side dishes on top from time to time, saying that it was too bland and tasteless.

After the whole process of serving, Su Liang's heart ached in anger.

Finally, a bowl of porridge bottomed out.

It is the most tormenting when you are hungry and watching others eat.So, as soon as the bowl was empty, Su Liang prepared to leave the bedroom without saying a word, and went to the kitchen to eat his bowl of porridge.

result.

"I'm not full, go and serve me another bowl."

"..."

Sheng your second uncle.

Gritting her teeth, Su Liang obviously paused, then left without hesitation.Afraid of staying a second longer, she couldn't help but throw the tray in someone's face.

Seeing the door being closed again, Di Mohan couldn't bear the raised corners of his mouth that he restrained any longer, and a smile appeared between the brows.

This disease is also very good.

Su Liang, who came out of the bedroom, angrily drank the bowl of cold porridge on the cooking counter into his stomach.Although it was not warm, it was full anyway.

Originally, there wasn't much rice, so when she cooked it, she cooked a little according to the amount of food for the two of them.One bowl for him, one bowl for yourself.Moreover, there was still a big bowl for Di Mohan.

The one who ate cleanly said that she was not full, and Su Liang wouldn't believe it if she didn't deliberately play tricks on her.Usually at home, I have never seen him eat so well, usually put down the bowl and chopsticks after eating less than half a bowl.

However, since he wants to eat so much, I will fulfill him.

Ah.

Su Liang rolled his eyes, and immediately got busy, cooking another pot of porridge for Di Mohan, this time, it was absolutely full.