After Qiao Ran took a dip in the hot spring, he took a nap again.

When I woke up, it was already noon.

Zuo Chenye was not around. She sat up from the bed and suddenly felt a little lost. She quickly shook her head. What happened to her?

She actually expects him to be by her side all the time? Her brain is really burned out.

There was a thermos cup thoughtfully placed beside the bed, and she took a few sips to moisten her throat.

Putting on a coat, she left the room and came to the first floor.

I didn’t eat much for breakfast, and I felt a little hungry. It was almost noon, and Aunt Wang was nowhere to be seen, and no lunch was prepared?

She was a little confused, and when she walked into the kitchen, she found Zuo Chenye standing in front of the kitchen counter. He was facing the sink with his back turned, and she didn't know what he was doing.

"What are you doing in the kitchen?"

She suddenly made a sound from behind, and Zuo Chenye, who was originally concentrating on it, was startled, and the sharp blade swiped across his index finger, making a cut.

He frowned and quickly put down the knife in his hand.

Qiao Ran walked to him and found that his finger was cut and blood was coming out.

She whispered, "Oh my god, you cut your finger! What are you doing in the kitchen? Where is Aunt Wang?"

With a low curse, she quickly found the medical kit from the living room.

Step forward, grab his hand, and rinse it under the faucet.

"Aunt Wang, I asked her to buy sturgeon. The market is a bit far away, so she hasn't come back yet." He withdrew his hand, "It's okay, it's just a small injury. The scratch is not deep."

Qiao Ran glared at him and pulled his hand over, "No matter how small the injury is, it needs to be treated."

After saying that, she took out disinfectant, dipped a cotton swab in it to wipe his wound, then applied iodophor, and finally put a band-aid on him.

"What on earth are you doing here?" she muttered, "looking for trouble."

"I'll make lunch for you." He pointed to a corner of the kitchen, where something seemed to be cooking in a pot. "Don't you smell the aroma?"

Qiao Ran sniffed and found a wisp of vegetable aroma. She was sick, so her sense of smell was not very sensitive. She didn't notice it when she walked in before.

"It's already stewed. You just woke up. You must be hungry. I'll serve you a bowl." He was about to walk over.

Qiao Ran pushed him away.

She walked over to the pot, opened it, and found a pot of porridge that was full of color, flavor and flavor. She felt appetizing just by looking at it.

The most important thing is that I have definitely put in a lot of effort.

Her favorite is saury meat. In fact, this kind of fish has many bones, and all the bones can be removed. There are also wild duck meat and ham. They are almost cut into thin strips for fear of being too old. The feathers of the bird's nest are so clean that there are no

There are only a few flaws. The diced vegetables are neatly and meticulously chopped. Don’t underestimate how much thought goes into a simple pot of porridge.

It doesn't look like Aunt Wang's handwriting, because Aunt Wang is not usually so meticulous.

She turned to look at Zuo Chenye suspiciously.

"You did it?"

"Well. You're sick. I saw that you barely ate anything in the morning. I thought you must have no appetite, so I made a simple porridge. I originally wanted to make a few dishes, but Aunt Wang hasn't bought the missing ingredients yet.

." He pointed to the stove. When he was preparing the ingredients just now, he cut it on his hand.

Simple? Not simple at all. Qiao Ran thought to himself.

"That's enough. No need to cook, it's enough to eat."

She took a bowl, used a white porcelain spoon to swipe the thick porridge, scooped out a bowl for herself, and scooped out a bowl for him at the same time.

The aroma was tempting. She sat at the dining table and took a bite.

With its delicate and smooth texture, you can still taste the delicious taste even if you have no appetite. Suddenly, her heart was filled with panic, and an indescribable feeling gradually filled the air.

"How's it going? Does it taste good?" He sat down next to her.

"Yeah, it's okay." She said against her will. Not only was it okay, it was simply delicious.

"Haha." Zuo Chenye laughed. He also took a few bites and looked at his phone while eating.

"About you, headlines and hot searches are all over the place, and it shows no sign of fading away. The reviews are unanimous. If this continues, I will have to wear a mask when going out in the future," he joked.

Qiao Ran frowned, this was the thing she hated the most.

"I called Zhuo Le and asked him to withdraw everything."

"It's okay." Zuo Chenye agreed. He understood Qiao Ran's character, "I also asked people to remove all the photos so as not to affect your normal life."

Just as she was talking, Aunt Wang came back with the dishes.

Seeing them, "Young Master Zuo, Mr. Qiao, have you all eaten? We just bought the food, I'll cook it for you quickly."

"No, I'm already full. I can't eat any more cooking." Qiao Ran smiled and waved his hand, "You can go do other things."

"Okay. I'll make delicious food for you tonight." Aunt Wang walked into the kitchen with a smile.

After Qiao Ran finished his porridge, he walked to the living room window.

Call Zhuo Le and say, "Hey, Zhuo Le, please remove my headlines and hot searches. I just checked and there are too many comments."

"Sister, what's wrong with the many comments? They are all good reviews." Zhuo Le said with a smile, "Sister's charm is boundless. She has all kinds of good reviews and her traffic is much higher than that of celebrities."

"I'm worried that all the past things will be revealed. No matter how much I publicize them, I won't be able to go out properly in the future." Qiao Ran looked at the scenery outside the window, "There is also An An. I have to think about An An and not let him suffer the consequences since he was a child.

Public opinion intrusion.”

"I got it, sister, don't worry, I've suppressed all the news about An'an. Sister, don't worry, we can't evacuate now. We will evacuate everything for you within 24 hours." Zhuo Le promised.

"Yeah, okay." Qiao Ran looked at his watch and saw that 24 hours was almost up.

"Sister, when will you resume work?" Zhuo Le asked.

"Tomorrow, when I go to work in the morning, um, I'm not wearing a mask. Please explain it to your colleagues first so that they can be mentally prepared so that everyone will not be too surprised."

At this time, Zuo Chenye suddenly grabbed her phone and said, "I won't go to work tomorrow."

"Hey, why are you grabbing my phone?" Qiao Ran glared at Zuo Chenye slightly angrily, wanting to step forward and take the phone back.

Unfortunately, Zuo Chenye was taller than her, so when she grabbed the phone, he hugged her full.

He put his arm around her and scolded, "What are you thinking about? You are obviously sick, but you still have to go to work? The fever has subsided? It won't happen again tomorrow?"

Zhuo Le heard this on the phone and asked urgently, "Young Master Zuo, sister is sick? Is it serious? What disease is it?"

Zuo Chenye looked at the phone, "It's serious, pneumonia, I need to recuperate. I'll go to work after I feel better."

After saying that, he hung up the phone on her own initiative.

"Who said I had pneumonia??" Qiao Ran was so angry that he just talked nonsense.

Zuo Chenye picked her up and suddenly kissed her forehead with his thin lips.

She was stunned.

He just tested the temperature of her forehead. He kissed her forehead twice and said, "The fever has not gone away yet, and the temperature will return in the afternoon. The doctor specifically told me that you are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission! Now, you

Go back to bed and sleep, I will personally pick An An up today."

Qiao Ran, "..."
Chapter completed!