Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng seemed to be really busy, the video conference went on until the Si family had dinner and it didn't end.

Yan Rongrong wanted to go up and call him, but Si Qian stopped him in a deep voice.

"He hasn't been to work for three days, and there are many backlogs. Don't call him. Let's sit down and eat first."

Yan Rongrong looked at Tang Yunyan, saw her nodding, and sat back down again.

Thinking that Mr. Si was too busy to eat and ran back from the company to comfort himself, Yan Rongrong was also a little absent-minded about eating.

She didn't pick up any food herself, so she ate whatever Tang Yunyan put in her bowl.

After finishing the rice in the bowl, Yan Rongrong put down his chopsticks.

"Grandpa, aunt, uncle, I'm done eating, you take your time."

The members of the Si family frowned.

Tang Yunyan took her hand.

"Rongrong, you only have half a bowl of rice. You eat too little. Are you really not hungry?"

Yan Rongrong nodded.

"I'm so full."

Seeing that she was not in a high mood, Tang Yunyan asked her to go back to her room to rest.

Tang Yunyan glanced at Si Qian and sighed.

"I'm worried about your son, and you are too. Just let her go up and call. What can happen if the meeting is interrupted for a while? You can be so busy that you don't even have time to eat."

Si Qian swallowed the food in his mouth and said in a deep voice.

"Then isn't the time of the top executives of the company precious? They are also very busy, waiting for him in the conference room for half an hour? This job requires a working attitude."

Tang Yunyan turned her head and gave Si Qian a hard look, then put down her chopsticks and left.

"Then you can sleep with your work tonight."

Holding the chopsticks, Si Qian's body froze, and then he gave Mr. Si a helpless look.

Mr. Si sighed.

"You don't feel sorry for your son at all. I'm full too. Eat slowly by yourself."

Si Qian opened his mouth, looking at the dishes on the table, he lost his appetite.

If you don't feel sorry for your son, is he wronged?He has obviously done so much work for that kid, and he just went home for some dinner, so it's because you all prefer that kid Si Boheng.

Si Boheng stayed in the study until after ten o'clock in the evening before finishing his work.

Yan Rongrong was doing homework, when she saw him coming in, she walked towards him in surprise.

"Are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and make you something to eat."

Si Boheng took her hand.

"No, there are cooks to cook. I'll ask them to serve me a bowl of noodles. I'll just make do with a bite."

"How can you make do? You have worked so long and you have to eat well. I'll go to the kitchen to see."

Si Boheng looked back at her going out, and his eyes moved down to her feet. Since he told her about his mother, he remembered to wear slippers.

There are quite a few chefs in the Si family, but Aunt Wen is the one staying in the kitchen right now.

Seeing Yan Rongrong come in, Aunt Wen turned her head and smiled.

"Are you hungry too? Want some supper? I'll make you something."

Seeing that it was Aunt Wen, Yan Rongrong immediately felt a lot more relaxed. She walked to Aunt Wen's side and watched her making marinade, putting noodles on the panel.

"Let me roll the noodles. He probably didn't eat well at noon. I'll put two eggs and two abalones in for him later..."

Aunt Wen laughed lightly.

"Are you worried about coming here? Don't worry, I know the young master has worked hard. Even if it is simple noodles, I will put some nutritious things for him."

Yan Rongrong smiled embarrassedly.

"I didn't know it was Aunt Wen, so I came to have a look."

She washed her hands, took the rolling pin and was about to roll the dough.

Aunt Wen said nervously.

"No, I'll just come, don't roll it, you can't work hard, I can't afford it if something happens."

Yan Rongrong has already started rolling, and his movements are quick and skillful.

"What kind of hard work is this? I'm not that delicate, and I feel that it may not be good for the baby if I raise it so carefully."

Aunt Wen saw that she could still chat with her while she was rolling out the noodles. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with her, so she didn't say anything more.

She took the marinade pot down to dry, and went to look at the soup again.

"I made some soup for the young master, you can drink some later."

"Okay, I'll eat with him later,"

Aunt Wen chuckled, she knew that Yan Rongrong didn't eat much after dinner in the afternoon, so she probably had an empty stomach right now.

After putting the lid on the soup side, she walked to Yan Rongrong's side again, seeing that the noodles she rolled out were even and thin, she couldn't help saying.

"Rongrong, you are really good at rolling noodles, your skill is almost as good as that of a cook who has been cooking for ten years."

Yan Rongrong smiled, but sighed in her heart, she didn't have any skills in ten years, but she has been cooking for more than seven years, of course she is proficient.

When the noodles were ready, Aunt Wen found a tray for Yan Rongrong, and she brought out the noodles and soup.

Aunt Wen watched her enter the house from below, and then went back to tidy up the kitchen.

Yan Rongrong put the tray on the table and saw Si Boheng lying on her bed with a book covering her face, as if she was asleep.

"The noodles are ready, you can eat."

She walked over, picked up the book, and saw that Si Boheng had his eyes closed, was breathing evenly, and was really asleep.

Originally planning to put the book aside, she bent down to call Si Boheng, fearing that he would have an upset stomach if he didn't eat or sleep.

But her eyes didn't intend to see the contents of the book. She paused, took the book over and flipped through it, and found that it was an encyclopedia of pregnancy knowledge,

The pages of the book were turned in the middle, it can be seen that Si Boheng had read it before, and had already read half of it.

But when he came in just now, he didn't have a book in his hand. He must have gone to the room to get it when she went to the kitchen.

Yan Rongrong felt warm in his heart, squatted down, and lightly tapped Si Boheng's tall nose with his fingers.

"Why are you so good? Good people can't do without."

After she finished speaking, she laughed again.

She bent over and kissed his lips slowly, and then bit his lips with two white teeth.

The tingling sensation caused Si Boheng to slowly open his eyes. When he saw Yan Rongrong, his eyes were still a little confused, but he quickly reached out and hugged Yan Rongrong in his arms.

Yan Rongrong pressed against him and protested softly.

"Get up quickly, the baby is afraid of pressure now."

Si Boheng hugged her without letting go, and sat up with his waist forcefully.

"Kiss me while I'm asleep?"

Yan Rongrong looked at him, with a hint of coquettishness unconsciously in his eyes.

"Where am I stealing a kiss? I was clearly biting you secretly, and I bit you."

Si Boheng raised his hand and touched his lips, there was really a tooth mark, no wonder it felt painful just now.

"Little girl, you are really getting more and more courageous now, and you dare to bite me."

Yan Rongrong smiled in his arms.

"What do you want if I bite you? Let me tell you, if you beat me now, even if you beat your children, they will cry too."

Si Boheng tightened his arms and sighed.

"I won't beat you, wait until they come out."

Yan Rongrong's mouth immediately tightened.

"You really only care about your child."

Si Boheng pinched her nose, immediately picked her up, walked to the table, and put her on the stool.