As soon as Tam Bam Bam came back to his senses, he immediately pushed his head away.
Taking a few steps backwards.
The person who was always calm could not help but flutter a blush on her cheeks at the moment.
She stared at the man in front of her, who was never decent at any time.
She was genuinely worried that he was uncomfortable, but he was just pretending to be uncomfortable to flirt with her.
She wanted to ignore him, turn her head and leave.
But then she thought that in a couple of days she would be out of here and he would be the only one left in this house.
If his a*sistant didn’t come right away, no one would even see him die if he was sick, really.
At the thought, she stopped in her tracks again.
“Are you really not feeling well or not?”
“I was feeling better, but after being glared at by you just now, I feel a bit dizzy again, and my chest is still a bit tight, and by the way, I probably ate cold food, and now my stomach is starting to hurt a bit too, ouch ……”
Qi Yan was like singing a big show, in the blink of an eye, he was covering his head and pressing his stomach again.
It looked like it was about to die of pain.
The corners of his long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly as he stole glances at Tan Beng Beng’s reaction with his afterglow.
Glancing at her, he saw that she seemed to be hesitant to come over and look at him, and immediately screamed even louder.
“Shut up!” Tam Bam Bam frowned and walked over to him to regain his hold.
His yelling was giving her a headache.
Weren’t men supposed to shed blood and not tears?
It wasn’t just that he was a little unwell and he looked like he was dying.
More delicate than she was.
Tan Beng Beng had never seen before, a man who was more pretentious than a woman, and after yelling at him, she didn’t know what to do with him for a moment.
It was Qiyam who settled down again, leaning smoothly into her arms.
Just hugging her and not letting go, like a child who gets sick and pretends, “It’s hard ……”
“Your fever has gone down.” Tan Beng Beng reminded coldly.
The implication was that he didn’t even have a fever anymore, so what did he have to feel bad about?
Qi Yan: “It’s hard not to eat your cooking first.”
Tan Beng Beng was stunned and narrowed his eyes, “You just said it was better than a stir fryer.”
“That’s because it’s cold, if it was hot, it would definitely be delicious.” Qi Yan didn’t mind slapping himself in the face in the slightest, changing his tone as quickly as he could.
Tan Beng Beng didn’t say anything, just looked down at him, somewhat not quite understanding, what he meant by this statement.
Was he trying to eat her cooking now?
“I can cook you porridge.”
Tam Bam Bam thought for a moment and spoke.
He was in the best condition to drink congee.
It would not hurt his intestines and stomach, and he would not get a stomachache.
“What about these?” Qi Yan pointed at the table of cold dishes in front of him.
Tan Beng Beng said dryly, “You can’t eat it when it’s cold, I’ll go and pour it.”
“No!” Qi Yan didn’t even think about opening his lips and reached out to stop her, “This is the first time you’ve cooked for me, it’s hard for me to feel bad if I pour it.”
“……”
Tan Beng Beng’s hand gave a beat and looked at him impatiently.
Eaten he said his stomach hurt.
Pouring it out he also said it was hard to feel.
So what does he want?
Tanbaeng was now completely confused as to what the man in front of him was thinking.
Tan Beng Beng: “Qi Yan, say what you have to say.”
This was the first time she had ever, in such a coaxing tone, called his name.
Qi Yan visibly froze for a moment, then suddenly grinned, “If you promise to cook another meal for me, I’ll listen to you on all counts.”
Tan Beng Beng: “……”
He had made a scene for half a day just to get her to cook for him one more time?
Tan Beng Beng didn’t think there was anything to dwell on and readily agreed.
