883. Chapter 883 You will definitely fall in love with me 349
But now that he's awake, his fever should have gone away.
She said weakly: "Yan Shaodi, get up, it's time to take medicine."
"Don't eat."
"Stop making trouble. If you don't take medicine, your illness will not be cured." She tried hard to reason with him.
But Yan Shaodi has always been unreasonable, not to mention that he was relying on an intravenous drip these days. After finally waking up, he felt very hungry.
"I won't eat!" When he was stubborn, An Xia felt helpless.
"Then what do you want?"
"I'm hungry..." he said dully.
These words made An Xia furious, "Yan Shao Emperor, don't be like this. Can you think about that thing at all times? Can you get up and take medicine first?"
Emperor Yan raised his head and couldn't help but have a hint of ridicule on his lips: "I said I'm hungry, An Xia, what are you thinking about?"
"..." Is he really hungry?
As if to prove that he was not lying, Yan Shaodi's stomach rumbled at the right time.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at her blushing face, resisting the urge to laugh. Yes, An Xia, he likes to see you look so embarrassed that you want to die.
Yes, he really wants to eat you, but he has no energy now, so he has to fill his stomach first.
An Xia said angrily: "If you want to eat, get up. Otherwise, how can I cook for you?"
Having said that, people in Ireland like to eat potatoes and bread as their staple food, and An Xia ate it for a whole week. Although she likes to eat potatoes, they are the staple food for every meal, and she is a little scared to eat them.
She must not be able to accept that Yan Shaodi was such a picky person. The thought of him looking ugly because of eating potatoes made her feel relieved.
Irish women love the kitchen very much, and the kitchen is a symbol of their happiness. Although these dishes are not to Anxia's liking, she likes the kitchen in this house very much.
Whenever she stands in this kitchen full of Irish flavor, she feels at home.
These days, she is very good at making ordinary potatoes. There are always breads in the kitchen, and it is enough to make an ordinary clear soup.
Fortunately, almost all people in Ireland speak English, so there is no problem in communication.
Although eating breaded potatoes every day is a bit unbearable, Anxia can adapt to the light taste of the Irish people relatively easily.
She lowered her head and was concentrating on what she was doing, when suddenly she felt a hot and oppressive light coming from behind.
An Xia turned around suddenly and saw Yi Zinuo squatting on the window sill, his eyes emitting a dark green dangerous light like a wolf in the dark night, staring at her closely.
She was startled, "Xiao Nuo, why are you here?"
Then he reached out and wiped it casually, reaching out to pull him down: "Why are you squatting on the window sill? Come down."
He jumped down handsomely and stood right in front of her, staring at her. With the light behind him, it was difficult to see his expression, but his voice was full of complex emotions: "Looking for you."
"How do you know I'm here? Did you come to Ireland to find me?" An Xia was even more shocked: "Has Emperor Yan done anything to you? How is Sister Li? Does her hand... still hurt?"
Yi Zinuo's eyes flashed with surprise, he held her hand and said, "An'an, come with me, you shouldn't be here."
"You...are here to take me away?" she asked in disbelief.
He suddenly hugged her into his arms and buried his face in the fragrant hair, "An'an, let me go. I will protect you and won't let anyone bully you."