Chapter 40: Is This the Taste of Love?
Bastard, you really think of yourself as an uncle!
Su Xiaoya closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but in the end, he turned around and left without saying a word.
She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would directly scold.
Stir-frying in the kitchen as if venting, Su Xiaoya clenched his fists to calm himself down.
Su Xiaoya, have you forgotten that what you are best at is enduring humiliation?
Forbearance has always been her biggest skill in the entertainment industry, why can't she hold it as soon as she arrives at Qi Muchen?
"Mommy, Devil Daddy doesn't eat chili."
Xiao Baobao walked into the kitchen and poked his little head to remind him.
Su Xiaoya pursed his lips, and when he was frying the bean sprouts, he deliberately added a large handful of red peppers.
When the two plates of vegetables were served, Qi Muchen's face was a little dark.
The little thing is definitely deliberate, a plate of bean sprouts, like a half-plated pepper.
Just smelling the smell made him want to cough.
"Mr. Qi, this is fresh vegetables. You must eat more. ”
The little thing had a sly smile on his lips, and then he very attentively put a large chopstick in his bowl.
Qi Muchen glanced at her, didn't speak, but chewed a few times, and then swallowed it all.
"Ahh
Xiao Bao stared at the sofa in disbelief, and pulled the apron of Lasu Xiaoya.
"Mommy, Daddy actually ate all such a spicy dish!"
"Is this what love tastes like?"
Love a ghost! Su Xiaoya was messy in the wind, but it was indeed a little weird, she was deliberately fixing him, but he didn't accept it at all.
What's even more weird is that although Qi Muchen's face is flushed after eating, he has no intention of blaming at all.
When I looked up at her, there was even a hint of tenderness in my eyes.
She actually had an illusion, just like Qi Muchen swallowing such a spicy dish silently, which was actually a way to apologize to her euphemistically.
No, she must have been overthinking.
Finally finished eating, Qi Muchen took out a handkerchief, wiped his mouth slowly, and looked around.
The living room was very simple, and the whole house was not as big as a kitchen in his house.
These home-cooked dishes made by Xiaowu really can't compare with the world's top chefs and pastry chefs in his family.
But why did he find that this breakfast was actually the most comfortable he had in so many years.
There was a pure little thing standing next to him, and a cute little cute baby lying on the sofa, Qi Muchen suddenly felt that this simple living room seemed to be filled with a faint breath of happiness.
Half an hour later.
The gray Maybach and a dozen Bugatti Veyrons left the apartment and finally stopped at the entrance of Chenkang Hospital.
As soon as he got out of the car, Su Xiaoya rushed to the superlative ward.
Chenkang Hospital is a private hospital of the Qi family, and there is currently only one important patient in Su Xiaoan, and there are seven or eight high-quality nurses standing in a ward.
As soon as they saw Su Xiaoya come in, the young nurses immediately nodded to her and all retreated.
"Sister."
Seventeen-year-old Xiao An was lying on the hospital bed, with a look of panic on his thin face.
Early in the morning, he found out that he had been transferred to a high-end place with a medical facility ten times higher than before.
"Sister, why do I want to transfer to the hospital? Where is this? Does it cost a lot of money? ”
As soon as he saw his sister, Xiao An's heart was full of guilt.
At my sister's age, it's the girl's season when flowers are blooming.