Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 70: Dream of President Qian Jin's Wife (1)

This is an anti-theft chapter. If the purchase ratio is less than 50%, it will show that the adult president ’s back is stiffer. Try to find his own voice. Use the tone of evil charm as much as possible. There is enough lesson. "Having said that, his hands clenched unconsciously to make him lean more comfortably.

Ok?

Jiao Qi looked up at him, his eyebrows gradually raised, and he was about to speak, and a dull pain mixed with nausea came from his stomach. "His ..." Taking a cool breath, pushing away the old attacker's arm, curled back to bed.

Zhang Chen was startled and immediately forgot about the president's affairs: "What's wrong? Has your stomach hurt?"

"It's okay." Jiao Qi took a sigh of relief and waved his hands weakly.

He used to have a bad stomach. When he was just married, he often had stomach problems, and from time to time he had a cold sweat. For him, Zhang Chenzhang went to learn to cook soup and porridge, and he nourished the stomach, and basically did not commit any more. But if you do n’t eat in time, or if you drink alcohol or eat spicy food, it will still be uncomfortable.

Did not eat again last night and drank on an empty stomach.

Zhang Chenxuan touched his pale face, distressed, and got out of bed to cook for him. Just put your feet into the slippers, and suddenly felt Jiao Qi staring at himself, without knowing how to look suspiciously.

Taking a deep breath, sculpting a strong shape, the evil charm turned back wildly, and shoved Xiaojiao's wife back into the bed: "Before I return, don't leave the bed."

After all, it was as if the emperor had ascended to the throne. Shining in the kitchen, rubbed his arm with a goose bump, and shook it in place. The lines I spoke just now are too shameful. When I say it, my claws are numb.

I haven't cooked for three days, and there is a desolate feeling at home. Fortunately, the aunt comes to clean and replenish dishes every day, and can open fire at any time. At this time, it is too late to make a complex soup. You can only use a rice cooker with a pressure device to quickly cook a pot of white porridge.

Throw the rice into the pan, calculate the inventory of the refrigerator, take out the materials that need to be thawed, and put them in the microwave. Everything is ready, and it takes half an hour for the porridge to be cooked. Then, pour a cup of warm water to find out the stomach medicines that have not been used for a long time.

This stomach medicine is creamy. Take it before meals.

Back upstairs, Jiao Qi had finished washing, but his body was too tired, and he lay back on the bed, lazily didn't want to move.

The air conditioner whistled against his back. Zhang Chenyi wanted to cover him, but the chief executive's staff couldn't collapse, and he coughed, slap in the round and ingenious place: "It's like ... ... heh, who are you trying to seduce, huh? "

Ahhhhh! Da | Mr. Ji grabbed the carpet twice with his toes.

Take a deep breath and grab Xiaojiao's wife, forcing him to take medicine.

Jiao Qi obediently took the medicine and allowed the president to take him back to the bed as a second-level disability: "Hey, remember?"

"Why ... what?" The president slipped under his feet, his words stuttering.

People who have been facing each other for seven years, knowing what kind of demon he is going to make, and hearing it from the first sentence of waking up Jiao Qi. His eyes narrowed dangerously: "Which account do you say we should calculate first? Let's talk first, what lover have you taken to the company, Mr. Dior Zhang?"