Chapter 802
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
802 Personally cooked chicken porridge
Lan Xiao pouted gloomily.
She suddenly felt bad.
âAre you not willing to be with me? If you donât want to, you can just say it. Iâm leaving now, so I wonât disturb you.â
donât, donât go, Yueyue! Wen Muchuâs hoarse voice could be heard from the bathroom.
He said that he wouldnât let her go, but in the end, he was hiding and not coming out.
Hmph, all men are big pig trotters.
Before Lan Xiao could even put on his shoes, the bathroom door opened with a loud crash.
She turned her head and was stunned.
Wen Muchu had a bath towel wrapped around his body. His body was steaming and dripping with water. Like a flash of lightning, he quickly rushed in front of her.
He grabbed her wrist with his hot palm and asked in a deep voice, â âDonât go, Yingluo!â
Lan Xiaoâs heart couldnât help but tremble.
Even though he had taken a cold bath, his body was still burning hot.
The big palm that was holding her wrist was like a fire.
......
Lan Xiao slept for a long time, all the way until the next morning.
A ray of sunlight shone through the window and onto her eyelids.
She stretched out her hand and blocked the sunlight. It took her a while to get used to it before she gradually woke up.
She picked up the clean and tidy clothes on the bedside table and put them on.
When she was washing her face, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror.
Her delicate and beautiful face blushed.
Blushing, Lan Xiao washed her face and brushed her teeth. She pushed open the bathroom door and walked out.
Then, she heard the sound of the door opening. Her expression froze slightly as she looked at the door.
He saw Wen Muchu walking in with an exquisite thermos flask.
âYouâre awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?â Wen Muchu saw her at the door and quickly put the thermos on the bedside table. He anxiously strode over and carried her up.
Lan Xiao was shocked by his sudden action.
She quickly reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Wen Muchu carried her and placed her on the bed again. He then pulled the blanket over her and covered her body tightly.
After he was done, he sized Lan Xiao up again.
Then, he raised his hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes.
Lan Xiao was confused by his series of actions and she looked at him with doubt.
What was this guy doing? Was he treating her as a severely ill patient?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
It wasnât like she had a cold, so why was she wrapped up so tightly?
Lan Xiao frowned and immediately pulled the blanket away unwillingly.
âWhy did you wrap me up so tightly? Iâm so hot!â
Wen Muchu coughed awkwardly in a low voice.
âNothing. Are you hungry? You must be hungry since you didnât eat anything yesterday afternoon. I went to the kitchen and made you some chicken porridge. Have some.â
Wen Muchu said as he opened the thermos.
Lan Xiao looked over and asked in disbelief, â âYou cooked the chicken porridge yourself? You can cook?â
To be honest, ever since she got to know Wen Muchu, she really did not know that Wen Muchu could cook.
What kind of chicken porridge was this? was it edible?
Lan Xiao couldnât help but hesitate.
âCan this Kasaya be eaten?â
Wen Muchu, who was originally smiling, heard her words and his face immediately sank.
He turned his head and glared at Lan Xiao.
âI canât poison you to death, cricket.â
Lan Xiao looked at his ugly expression and realized that he had said the wrong thing.
She quickly hugged Wen Muchuâs arm and smiled, â âI was just joking. Look at you, youâre so petty. Did you really take it seriously?â
âDo you think Iâm being coaxed by a child?â Wen Muchu coldly snorted.
Lan Xiao chuckled and shook his head. Iâm not. Iâm really joking. Hurry up and give me the chicken congee you made. Iâm starving to death. Yingying is so hungry that her chest is sticking to her back, and her stomach is very uncomfortable.â
Wen Muchu raised his hand and pinched her nose.
He didnât argue with her. After all, she hadnât eaten anything for a night and a half.