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

There are many world-famous flowers cultivated in the glass flower room, and the colorful ones are particularly beautiful.

An Ruo had glanced at the flower room from a distance before, but this was her first time coming in.

However, Ling Shaoqing didn't give her much time to enjoy the flowers. He took her directly to the innermost part, where there was not only a newly installed swing that could be used to swing into the sea of ​​flowers, but also a large double hanging basket.

An Ruo was weak today and only swung a few times on the swing before being held by Ling Shaoqing and sitting in the cradle.

She snuggled into Ling Shaoqing's arms obediently and softly. Ling Shaoqing gently rocked the cradle. Her nose was filled with the fragrance of flowers in the room, and she was surrounded by the person she loved most.

Neither of them spoke, enjoying the rare quiet time with each other.

An Ruo's fever had just subsided and her body was still weak. After a while, she fell asleep deeply in Ling Shaoqing's arms.

Ling Shaoqing hugged her as if she was the most precious treasure in the world and couldn't put it down.

If he wasn't afraid that An Ruo would be uncomfortable if he slept like this all night, he really wanted to stay here quietly holding his little girl for the whole night.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening that Ling Shaoqing took him back.

Mrs. Sui had been hiding behind the curtains of the window. She watched Ling Shaoqing take the person out and then bring the person back.

During this time, she had been waiting by the window and watching.

He said that he came back to accompany her on vacation, but An Ruo was so tortured by Ling Shaoqing that he didn't go downstairs all day.

I heard that he had a fever, so the doctor came. Ling Shaoqing took him out late at night and tortured him.

No!

Mrs. Sui took out her mobile phone and called her son Sui Cheng: "According to my plan, advance to tomorrow and prepare the private jet. I will take An Ruo home tomorrow!"

Sui Cheng hesitated: "Mom, can your plan come true?"

"An Ruo is a kind child!"

After hearing this, Sui Cheng could only respond: "Okay, I will have the private jet ready early tomorrow morning."

……

The next day.

An Ruo woke up in Ling Shaoqing's arms. She was full of sleep, had enough rest, and felt refreshed.

However, Ling Shaoqing looked a little tired, and his eyes even turned green.

An Ruo carefully raised her fingers and touched Ling Shaoqing's dark circles. Ling Shaoqing raised her hand to wrap her arms around her, and put her forehead against hers.

"The fever is finally gone."

An Ruo didn't know that after returning from the garden last night, she burned herself several times again.

Ling Shaoqing stayed up almost all night, taking care of her. During this period, he also gave her antipyretic medicine twice. When it was almost dawn, he couldn't help but fall asleep.

Fortunately, An Ruo didn't feel any discomfort when she woke up, and her fever went away.

Seeing Ling Shaoqing's tired look, An Ruo felt a little distressed: "Uncle, are you going to the company today?"

Ling Shaoqing shook his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "No, I won't go on weekends from now on. I will finish the work before Friday and stay at home with you exclusively on weekends."

"Uncle, sleep a little longer."

Ling Shaoqing held An Ruo's hand tightly. He lowered his head and buried it in An Ruo's neck: "Stay with me..."

"Uncle, be good, I'll go down and see grandma, and I'll be up with you in a while, okay?"

An Ruo was actually very embarrassed. She had promised that she would come back to accompany Mrs. Sui on the weekend. However, yesterday and Saturday, she didn't even go to accompany Mrs. Sui for the whole day.

Now, after sleeping enough, it was time for her to go down and say hello.

Ling Shaoqing refused to let him go, so she had to lie with him for a while. Until his breathing calmed down, An Ruo carefully removed Ling Shaoqing's hand from hers, quietly got out of bed, opened the door and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Uncle Li is arranging the servants to do their work.

When he saw An Ruo, he immediately raised a kind smile: "My dear madam, you're awake. Do you still have a fever? Do you need to call the doctor again?"

An Ruo said quickly: "It's better now. I feel refreshed now and there's no problem at all."

"That's good. It's not worth taking care of you for one night, sir."

"Ok?"

"Miss An Ruo had a recurring fever last night. Your husband invited a doctor to wait for you. He personally took care of you all night. The doctor didn't leave until dawn."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder Ling Shaoqing looked so tired, with dark circles under his eyes.

When she thought about it, she lost her temper yesterday and said that Ling Shaoqing didn't love her. An Ruo felt so sorry.

She looked back at the room upstairs and decided to go to the kitchen to make breakfast for Ling Shaoqing herself.

"Little madam, do you want to cook yourself?"

"Well, don't let anyone go up and disturb uncle."

"Yes, little lady."

An Ruo's cooking skills were okay, but after being with Ling Shaoqing, she rarely had the opportunity to cook by herself. Even in Dingshe Mansion, Ling Shaoqing had learned to cook before and cooked for her.

Ling Shaoqing took care of her all night yesterday, and she especially wanted to do something for Ling Shaoqing.

After thinking about it, it seemed that she could only cook one meal for him.

It just so happens that Mrs. Sui is here too, so I can try her craftsmanship.

An Ruo was busy in the kitchen for more than half an hour, cooking a pot of yellow millet porridge, boiling a few boiled eggs and frying a small green vegetable before she was done.

It was the simplest home-cooked meal that she ate most before.

An Ruo looked at the fragrant millet porridge, happily took off her apron, and ran upstairs. The moment she opened the door, she stepped lightly.

As soon as she reached the bed, Ling Shaoqing's big hands pulled her to the bed and took her into his arms.

"Little girl, you are not good, you promised to accompany me..."

"I'm going to the kitchen to make breakfast. Uncle, would you like to get up and eat some food before taking a rest?"

"Did you do it yourself?"

An Ruo nodded, she was a little embarrassed: "It's not as elaborate as aunt's cooking. I just made porridge and boiled eggs. Auntie also made a portion. If it doesn't taste good, you can eat what aunt made."

"It's delicious." Ling Shaoqing smelled the faint smell of oil smoke on An Ruo's body, and went up to kiss her on the corner of the mouth without disgust at all.

An Ruo blushed and pushed him away: "You haven't tasted it, how do you know it tastes good?"

"What my girl makes must be delicious."

An Ruo pulled the person up and pushed him into the bathroom.

Ling Shaoqing took advantage of her sleepiness and stood there letting the little girl serve her.

An Ruo squeezed out the toothpaste for him, stood on tiptoe and put it into his mouth. Ling Shaoqing directly picked him up and placed him on the sink, so that An Ruo could easily reach Ling Shaoqing's cheek by raising her hand.

Ling Shaoqing opened his mouth towards An Ruo: "Brush it for me."

An Ruo's fingertips turned red again and again before she nodded: "Okay."

Seeing the little girl brushing his teeth a little clumsily but very seriously and carefully, Ling Shaoqing's heart was filled to the brim.

Reluctant to bear the strain of her keeping her arms raised, Ling Shaoqing took the toothbrush from her hand and came to do it herself.

An Ruo sat on the sink with her arms propped up and tilted her head to look at him. When Ling Shaoqing raised her hand to take off her pajamas, An Ruo felt her nasal cavity warm, as if something was flowing down her nose.

Ling Shaoqing raised her eyes and was startled. She quickly held her head and took out a tissue to block her nostrils.