Tao Qingxi's level of jokes was nothing to Song Ci, who had been in the military camp for many years, but it was enough to make the innocent Tang Fan blush.

Seeing her pretty face blushing, Tao Qingxi and Song Tong wanted to make jokes, but under Song Ci's warning gaze, they silently closed their mouths.

I thought this was a big concession, but who knew that Major General Song Ci and Song were not satisfied at all, and his threatening eyes shot at the two of them one after another.

Tao Qingxi tskated, raised his hand with the potion, turned around and walked out.

There is no way, who can make others the boss?

But I am short in my hands and soft in my mouth!

As Tao Qingxi walked, Song Ci's eyes, like a knife, immediately fell on Song Tong, causing Song Tong's pressure to increase sharply.

After hesitating for a few seconds between watching the show and living, Song Tong finally chose the latter and moved out one step at a time.

Watching the two light bulbs go out of the door, Song Ci immediately stepped forward and threw the door with a gap open without hesitation.

The thick door almost hit Song Tong's tall nose.

Don't she just want to watch a show?

Why is it so difficult!

When Song Ci moved the chairs that Tao Qingxi and Song Tong had sat on, and put them back to the bedside, Tang Fan, whose physical and mental strength had recovered most of his strength and mental strength, finally couldn't help but open his eyes.

Tang Fan thought he had used up his entire life's acting skills, but in Song Ci's eyes, there were still many loopholes.

Just because he was afraid that the little girl would be embarrassed, Major General Song would just see through it and not say it out loud.

Pretending that nothing happened, Song Ci slowly stretched out his hand towards Tang Fan and held Tang Fan's hand.

“How does it feel?

Do you need another physical test?”

Tang Fan was about to shake her head, but her body made a light sound without cooperating.

“Gu…”

It was a stomach that had not eaten for more than twenty hours, protesting against Tang Fan.

The simple little girl's face turned red again after a while.

Song Ci suppressed the laughter and patted her hand, "You're hungry!

I'll prepare some food for you.

White porridge, is it OK?”

Tang Fan nodded.

Such simple movements on weekdays seem so difficult at this moment.

Looking at Tang Fan's difficult appearance, Song Ci's heart was once again sucked.

After finally finding everything from the room, Major General Song Ci and Song rarely got off the kitchen.

In Tang Fan's hands, he was like a man who was using an arm, but when he reached Song Ci's hands, he was particularly disobedient.

Wash rice, add water, ignite fire, cook porridge...

Tang Fan obviously did a very simple thing, but when it comes to Song Ci, he seems particularly clumsy.

Song Ci spent an hour and went through eighty-one difficulties. He finally made a pot of white porridge. Before he was released, half of them fed the stove.

Major General Song Ci and Major General Song had to start learning mode again to learn how to clean the kitchen at the scene of a car accident.

Seeing Song Ci's busyness, Tang Fan was both funny and moved.

A man can be confused for you, can give up his posture and ask others for help, and can learn to make a bowl of white porridge for you when you need it...

Then what this man said likes must be true!

Lying on the bed, drinking Song Ci and handing them to her mouth, Tang Fan finally began to think seriously as Song Ci wished.

Unfortunately, after a bowl of white porridge, Tang Fan did not consider other results except to come to the conclusion that Song Ci liked him.

This is not a little different from what Song Ci wants, but a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

But at least, the little girl's elm head has finally gotten her head out, right?
Chapter completed!