The smile on Song Huayi's face stiffened slightly, and he actually agreed with Meng Qianjun's words in his heart.

Because she began to feel that Zhan Shaoyin really didn't love her, so she didn't think of helping her peel shrimp?

Qian Qiu Cheng said: "Everyone has their own way to love someone, but some love is obvious, and some love is subtle, so don't fight between the two of you, try this crab, it tastes good." ”

Fortunately, the meat of the king crab was chiseled open and put on the plate, otherwise Song Huayi would not be able to help this hard shell with his bare hands.

Pick up the crab meat with chopsticks, dip it in the sauce, and put it in your mouth.

It's so satisfying.

It's been a long time since she's eaten seafood so happily.

Unconsciously reached out and scratched his neck, and continued to peel shrimp.

Meng Qianjun put down her chopsticks after eating two bites, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and asked, "Yin, aren't you planning to have a child yet?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin and Song Huayi looked up at her at the same time, and before they could answer, Meng Qianjun said: "I see that you eat so much seafood with little intention, Gong Han's words are not conducive to pregnancy." ”

Song Huayi: "......" I really wanted to scold her, but she didn't think of words for a while.

Zhan Shaoyin: "She was originally allergic to seafood, and she didn't usually let her eat it, but it was rare to eat it once, which naturally made her happy, and after eating, I had a recipe to take care of her body." ”

Song Huayi was still very satisfied with Zhan Shaoyin's answer, there was a hint of smugness in his smile, he scratched his chin, and picked up a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth.

Qian Qiucheng said: "Sanshao also taught me any good conditioning recipes, and I can go back to recuperate and condition." ”

Meng Qianjun: "I also have a lot of health recipes here, but I am usually busy, and I rarely have time to eat a serious meal." ”

"It's okay, I'll do it for you later."

Zhan Shaoyin did not participate in the conversation between the husband and wife, and turned his head to see that there were many red scratches on Song Huayi's fair-skinned neck, which were obviously left after scratching.

He hurriedly knocked off the crab meat on her chopsticks: "Don't eat it, go find your third brother to get medicine." ”

After he finished speaking, he stood up, found the direction where Song Jinghua was, and then followed Song Jinghua to the upstairs room to get the medicine and came back.

asked for a glass of warm water, and when I went back, I saw Song Huayi scratching here and there.

It is estimated that she herself felt uncomfortable, so she obediently put down the chopsticks.

Zhan Shaoyin stuffed the pill into her mouth, and then handed the water over.

Qian Qiucheng stood up and said, "Does it matter?"

Call a doctor? ”

Song Huayi drank the water and swallowed the pill and said, "No, it's fine after taking the medicine." ”

Zhan Shaoyin saw that her tender white skin was scratched red, and it might bleed if she scratched it twice.

Although he knew in advance that she was allergic to seafood and knew that there was medication to control her, he still felt a little distressed when he saw her like this, and blamed himself for not stopping her earlier.

Seeing her reach out and scratch her face again, Zhan Shaoyin grabbed her hand and said to her angrily: "If you scratch it again, you will be disfigured." ”

Song Huayi poured a lot of water down, and went back to the room to take a shower before feeling a little soothed.

Looking at Zhan Shaoyin, who was sitting at the desk and working on her computer, Song Huayi asked him, "Do you want to take a nap?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin turned his head to look at her, and asked instead of answering: "Are you better?" ”

"Well, didn't I say it, I'll be fine after taking the medicine."

"Look in the mirror and see what your neck has become."

Song Huayi turned around and looked at the mirror next to the wardrobe: "Hehe, I ate a little too much today." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "It's okay, anyway, you won't have >> in the future."

Gotta eat. ”

Song Huayi frowned, sat on the edge of the bed and muttered, "Actually, I haven't eaten enough." ”

Zhan Shaoyin turned his head to look at the computer, and his slender fingers tapped the keyboard while saying, "If you want to drink porridge, I can go down and serve it to you, and if you want to eat oily and spicy, you can give me hunger." ”

"I want to tell my third brother that you are abusing me."

He replied to her lightly, "Go, go now." ”

Song Huayi knew that he was at a loss, sat on the edge of the bed and touched his stomach, thought for a while and said, "I seem to see milk tea downstairs......" "It's hot enough."

Song Huayi immediately frowned and protested: "Who drinks hot milk tea on such a hot day?" ”

"Ice's free to talk."

Song Huayi lowered his eyebrows, fell on the bed and played with the pillow, his calves dangling on the edge of the bed, and asked him, "Boss, what kind of porridge is there?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin replied to her distractedly: "Green vegetables." ”

She asked in a lazy and muffled voice, "Can I add some meat foam?" ”

Zhan Shaoyin didn't make a sound, typed the last line, closed the computer and said to her, "I'll go down and have a look." ”

Seeing Zhan Shaoyin walk to the door, Song Huayi sat up from the bed and said to him, "Bring me another small cake!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a knock at the door.

It just so happened that Zhan Shaoyin was by the door, and immediately opened the door.

Song Huayi poked his head out and didn't see the person outside the door, but he could tell who it was when he heard the voice.

"Mr. Zhan, is it convenient to come out?

I've got something to discuss with you. ”

Zhan Shaoyin didn't make a sound, closed the door and followed Yin Cong'an out.

Song Huayi frowned and looked at the closed door, and immediately ran to the door, opened the door a gap, and secretly observed.

Yin Cong'an took his mobile phone and handed it to Zhan Shaoyin, Zhan Shaoyin looked down, the two of them were talking about something while walking, it should be a matter of work.

Watching the two walk into the elevator, Song Huayi closed the door, and stood by the door for a while.

Then you told herself in her heart that she had to trust Zhan Shaoyin, Yin Cong'an had not made any trouble with him for so many years, so she didn't need to worry too much about Yin Cong'an's existence.

It cannot be denied that Yin Cong'an's work ability can indeed reduce a lot of work burden for Zhan Shaoyin.

So she should be generous, don't be emotional with Zhan Shaoyin because of Yin Cong'an, no matter how much Yin Cong'an makes trouble, he is just singing a one-man show.

Although Song Huayi thought so in her heart, she counted the time and watched it for twenty minutes, and he hadn't come back yet, so she wanted to change her clothes and go downstairs to find him.

"Knock-" Finally, there was a knock on the door.

Song Huayi hurriedly rushed over and opened the door.

Zhan Shaoyin glanced down at her and asked her, "What bad things are you doing?" ”

Song Huayi pointed to the computer: "I paint!" ”

Zhan Shaoyin walked into the house, closed the door, and put the box containing the porridge on her computer desk.

Song Huayi sat back on the chair, picked up the spoon and stirred the hot porridge, and looked at the meat foam in it, and felt happy at once.

"What is the little secretary looking for you?"

She asked casually.

Zhan Shaoyin took off his coat, untied his tie with one hand, and replied shallowly: "Talk about work." ”

Song Huayi blew the porridge in the spoon, "What kind of work?"

Talk about it for so long. ”

Zhan Shaoyin saw her careful thoughts, unbuttoned the two buttons of her shirt, hooked the corners of her mouth and looked at her and said, "What are you thinking about in your head?" ”