The Contracted Wife: Boss, No Binding Contract

He would never refuse any request from Ling Chuxia, he was always used to her petting her, even if he let him cook, he would not say a word. So he can still cook some basic meals, but he has never cooked porridge, so he has cooked it several times before, but they are all failed products.

Shi Che walked out of the kitchen, looked at the mess in front of him, suppressed the discouragement, and cooked the porridge again with rice. This time, he strictly followed the steps taught by Sister Hua. About forty minutes passed. The porridge in the pot was tumbling, and Shi Che glanced at it, and it was finally decent.

He waited for the porridge to boil for a short while before turning off the fire, took out a bowl from the cupboard, took a spoon and filled a bowl of porridge, and walked back to the room again.

Ling Chuxia lay quietly on the bed, his eyes closed slightly, as if he fell asleep again, Shi Che's footsteps subconsciously lightened, and he walked to the bed and sat down, his black eyes faintly fell on Ling Chuxia's face. on.

Her cheeks were still burning red, and the cold sweat on her forehead continued to seep out. After sleeping for a short while, her whole body was already wet with sweat.

Shi Che put the bowl of porridge on the bedside table, picked up the towel again, and wiped the sweat on Ling Chuxia's forehead little by little, and then went down to the neck and collarbone. His movements were very light, so light that they were almost imperceptible, without any evil thoughts, and he only wiped her away.

After wiping, he put his hand on Ling Chuxia's forehead again, feeling that although the temperature under his palm had weakened a little, it was still hot, and his brows frowned slightly.

Withdrawing his hand, he did not wake up Ling Chuxia immediately, but picked up the bowl of porridge, because it was just cooked porridge, it was very hot, and there was steaming mist on it. He held the bowl in one hand and the other. Holding the spoon, scoop out one by one, and blow gently one by one, trying to make the porridge cool down quickly.

He was blowing while watching Ling Chuxia with black eyes. Every time she felt too hot, she couldn't help tearing off some quilts. He always freed up a hand in time, pulled up the quilt and covered her firmly.

About ten minutes later, the porridge was finally not so hot. Shi Che took a small spoonful of it and touched it on his lips. He made sure that the temperature was right and it was ready to eat. Then he put the porridge down and looked at Ling Chuxia. , Spoke softly, "Early summer, wake up."

Ling Chuxia slept a little. He shouted several times, but she didn't respond. Shi Che couldn't help touching her face with his hand, patted her lightly, and continued to shout, "Chu Xia, wake up!"

Ling Chuxia dumbly heard someone calling her, but she was uncomfortable because of her illness. She didn't want to respond to this voice at all. Her eyebrows were frowned, her head turned, and she unconsciously resisted.

If it was normal, perhaps Shi Che wouldn't force her to get up, but today, she hasn't eaten anything for a whole day, and now she must be allowed to eat, otherwise her body can't hold it.

"In early summer, wake up, get up and eat some porridge before going to bed."

Ling Chuxia only felt that the sound in her ear was particularly annoying. Her brows frowned even more tightly. As soon as her body turned, she turned her back to Shi Che.

Shi Che couldn't help but feel a little funny looking at Ling Chuxia's childish actions. It seemed that for a long time... she hadn't been in front of him like this, right? The corners of his lips couldn't hide a slight arc, and even his black eyes were stained with soft light.