I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

"Don't make a sound."

Just as An Ruo was about to call him uncle, he was stopped by the housekeeper who came over.

"Uncle Li." An Ruo looked at the person in the study who was sitting on an office chair and sleeping with a bottle hanging with worried eyes and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with him?"

We haven't seen him all afternoon, but why is he sleeping on a chair with a bottle hanging on his face and a weak look on his face.

The housekeeper made a shushing gesture towards her and gently closed the study door.

"Ms. An, sir, everything is fine. He just had a stomachache, and he had a meeting all night last night without any rest, so he fell asleep just now."

Stomach trouble? Didn't you sleep all night last night?

Ling Shaoqing told her after lunch that he worked overtime last night, but she didn't know that he worked overtime without rest all night.

What about the stomach trouble?

The housekeeper sighed: "Sir, I originally told you not to tell you, but I didn't expect you to see it."

"Why can't you tell me? Does his illness have something to do with me?"

The housekeeper then asked her: "Did you eat anything when you and your husband went out today?"

An Ruo nodded: "Yes, I invited my husband to have dinner with me. I ate beef ramen and cold vegetables. By the way, I also drank a bottle of Arctic Ocean. Could it be that these things gave uncle a stomachache?"

The butler nodded: "It should be."

But An Ruo didn't understand why she didn't have any problems after eating these things.

How could uncle do this?

The housekeeper took An Ruo to the living room downstairs, asked her to sit down, and then told An Ruo about Ling Shaoqing's gastric history.

It turned out that Ling Shaoqing had already started taking over the Ling Group when he was 20 years old.

He was young at that time and had little management experience. If he wanted to lead such a large Ling Group, he would have to put in a lot of effort.

At that time, he often worked overtime at the company and suffered from stomach problems due to irregular eating.

However, after he gradually stabilized the Ling family, the situation has improved, especially in the past few years. After careful adjustment, he has not had stomach problems for a long time.

An Ruo still felt strange that there was nothing wrong with the food they ate today, but what could have caused the stomach trouble he had not had in several years.

The housekeeper explained: "The doctor has seen it, and it's not a big problem. It's just that the food I ate today is not very hygienic, and my husband's stomach has been carefully nourished over the years. If you eat something slightly unclean, your stomach may suffer." No."

Unhygienic and unclean.

An Ruo regretted it to death.

She raised her hand and knocked on her head, with regret in her eyes: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have taken uncle to eat at a place like the Food City."

Because she had worked as a temporary worker in that ramen restaurant and knew that their ingredients were good, she took Ling Shaoqing there.

However, in that environment, even the cleanest ingredients may become unclean due to exposure to an unhygienic environment.

Ordinary people are used to eating those things, and their stomachs have long adapted to it.

But people like Ling Shaoqing, who stands at the top of the pyramid, have never eaten this kind of food. If they eat it once in a while, they will definitely not be able to stand it.

An Ruo now wishes she could bear this pain for Ling Shaoqing.

Moreover, she didn't know that Ling Shaoqing didn't sleep last night and took her shopping today.

Seeing her remorseful look, the housekeeper quickly comforted her and said, "Miss An, you don't have to blame yourself. My husband is very happy to be back. He was just afraid that Miss An would be like this if you knew about this matter, so he asked us to hide it from you."

The uncle is so stupid. He has done that and still hides it from her.

An Ruo's once self-contained heart was broken by Ling Shaoqing's touch.

She didn't know why, no matter how close they were, Ling Shaoqing would be so kind to her and take care of her feelings so much.

Now, she only knows that her uncle is sick because of her, and she has to take care of him.

"Uncle Li, I need to use the kitchen."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and quickly asked: "Miss An, what do you want to eat? Just ask the kitchen to cook it."

"I want to personally cook some millet porridge for uncle to nourish his stomach."

"Just let the kitchen do it."

An Ruo shook her head and looked firmly: "I want to do it myself."

The housekeeper nodded happily and agreed: "If sir knows, he will be very happy."

An Ruo walked into the kitchen. She knew how to cook, and her cooking skills were pretty good. After all, when she was at Zhao's house, her status was similar to that of a maid. She not only had to help the servants clean, but also had to help the servants clean when the kitchen got busy. She also wanted to help.

So making millet porridge is a piece of cake for her.

The housekeeper called out the aunt in the kitchen, leaving An Ruo in the kitchen.

An Ruo picked a casserole, scooped out a handful of yellow and orange special millet, and cut a few golden melons to cook together.

When the millet bloomed and became sticky, she turned off the fire, scooped out a bowl and carried it to the study.

Ling Shaoqing fell asleep for a while, but now he woke up, and the bottle hanging on his hand was almost finished.

Seeing An Ruo sneaking in suddenly, Ling Shaoqing frowned slightly: "Why did you get in?"

"Uncle, there is millet porridge here to nourish the stomach. Drink some and your stomach will be comfortable."

Ling Shaoqing didn't want An Ruo to see him looking sick and embarrassed. The key was that he didn't want An Ruo to know that he had stomach trouble because he ate ramen, so he waved his hand and said, "I won't eat. I still have work to do." , you go to rest first."

Her voice sounded somewhat alienated. An Ruo lowered her head in aggrieved manner and stood at the door of the study without moving while holding the bowl of millet porridge.

Uncle Li from behind quickly said: "Sir, Miss An cooked the millet porridge herself. She cooked it for half an hour, and she was always watching over it."

An Ruo cooked it herself?

Ling Shaoqing raised his head and looked at An Ruo. Uncle Li behind An Ruo said again: "Sir, for the sake of Miss An personally cooking, please drink some, otherwise Miss An will be sad."

"Bring it here."

When An Ruo heard what he said, the grievance on her face was instantly wiped away, and she quickly entered the study with millet porridge.

Uncle Li looked inside, raised his hand to close the door and went downstairs.

The bowl of millet porridge is yellow and orange, with sweet and soft golden melon added in it. It looks very tempting.

"Little girl, put it here, I'll drink it in a moment."

An Ruo glanced at Ling Shaoqing's hand that was still hanging the bottle, thought for a moment and said, "This porridge won't taste good when it gets cold, I'll feed it to you."

feed him?

Ling Shaoqing's ears quietly turned red again.

Although he often teases An Ruo, he is still an (old) virgin who has never been close to any other woman except An Ruo.

When he heard that An wanted to feed him porridge, his quiet heart suddenly started to beat.

"No... no need, I can just drink it with one hand."

An Ruo ignored his refusal, took a small porcelain spoon, took a mouthful of porridge, put it to her mouth, blew on it and then handed it to his mouth: "Uncle, you are sick, please be obedient."