Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

No wonder they can’t guess, let alone them, even if fbi is here, it’s impossible to guess that Li Beijue had to make Chi En'en a bowl of tomato egg noodles, just to distract her and make his lower abdomen hot. clam down!

In the huge bedroom.

The man with drips looked down at the time on the phone from time to time. When he saw that the time had passed and no one came back, he was as handsome as the sun **** Apollo, and his face showed strong irritability. .

"Damn it, why haven't you come back?" Li Beijue turned on his phone, and five minutes passed, but there was still no movement at the door.

The irritability on his face is even worse.

He just asked her to make tomato egg noodles. Why did she go out for half an hour and haven't come back? If you don't come back, don't send a message, just call.

He didn't feel that the reason why Chi Eun didn't come back and didn't send a message or call was because half an hour was too short, and it was not necessary to send a message or make a phone call.

Li Beijue put the phone down anxiously.

Before putting it down for a few minutes, he picked up the phone again and glanced down. The thin lips gradually formed a straight line, just about to call Ji Eun.

Just at this time.

The door of the room suddenly opened.

"Miss Chi, be careful."

A man's voice came from the door.

He twisted his brows suddenly, pulled out the needle from the back of his hand, and sat up.

Chi Enen came in first, and then, a man dressed as a chef appeared in front of him, with a tray in his hand with hot tomato egg noodles.

It turned out to be here to help deliver things.

Li Beijue's clenched brows suddenly relaxed.

Although the chef didn't understand what happened, he felt a chill in his body personally, and he quickly put down the tomato egg noodles.

Said respectfully, "Master, Miss Chi, I'm going out first. Please call me if you are instructed."

Li Beijue saw the steaming tomato egg noodles in front of him and was in a good mood. He glanced at him, "Bring the door."

"Yes, master."

The chef hurried out and helped them close the door.

Seeing that he had pulled out the infusion needle, Chi En'en glared at him disapprovingly, "Li Beijue, you haven't finished the liquid in the bottle, why did you pull out the needle?"

Li Beijue had already picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. He said nonchalantly, "It's just glucose and anti-inflammatory drugs. I have already applied anti-inflammatory drugs on my back, so it’s no problem if I don’t continue."

"But……"

Li Beijue arrogantly pulled her over, "No, but Chi Enen, eat noodles with me!"

He looked like he was impatient and lost again, and Chi Enen couldn't help him, so he could only eat noodles with him.

Probably because my stomach was already hungry, and when I came to his house, I was nervous, so I was even hungry. Although the tomato egg noodles lacked salt, she still ate a lot.

After eating the noodles, Li Beijue fell asleep again due to physical reasons.

She cleaned up the room, took a shower, found her mobile phone, and reconnected to Chi Baobao with a video call.

In order to make up for her previous mistake in hanging up the phone, this time, Chi Eun-en spent more than an hour chatting with him. After chatting, his mobile phone was almost out of power, so he asked him to hang up the video call.

After doing all this, she was also tired, went to bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a short while.