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Chapter 219 Anti-routine, exciting. (9 plus more)

Qiao Zhen brought a bowl of warm vegetable porridge into the bedroom, only to find that He Zhao was already asleep. She secretly put some jelly beans into the vegetable porridge.

He Zhao half leaned against the pillow, with his head tilted.

He also ate some during the infusion, but he didn't eat much. It is estimated that his stomach was empty, and he would still have a stomachache when he woke up.

Qiao Zhen pushed his shoulder with his hands, and the weak He Zhao is still very cute, so the old aunt Qiao Zhenzhen couldn't help but want to pamper him.

Yan Gou, I can't afford to hurt you.

"Husband, eat something before going to bed."

He Zhao opened his eyes anxiously. He didn't sleep deeply, so he was woken up easily.He looked up at Qiao Zhen blankly, "Huh?"

Qiao Zhen put the vegetable porridge in front of him, "Eat something before going to sleep, huh?"

"Yeah." He Zhao lay back willfully, his voice hoarse, "I want to drink water."

Qiao Zhen put the vegetable porridge aside, "Wait for me." She got up and went out.

When He Zhao saw Qiao Zhen closing the door, he reached out for the vegetable porridge, but he couldn't reach it, so he lifted the quilt and pushed himself to the ground, gulping down the vegetable porridge in the bowl.

The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the image cannot be thrown away.

The bedroom door was just closed, not closed properly, so when Qiao Zhen walked to the door, he saw He Zhao standing beside the bedside table with great difficulty, holding a bowl and drinking.

"Eat slowly!" Qiao Zhen yelled, "Are you really hungry?! I think you should just be a god, don't eat or drink, don't stretch, don't let go, this is the most imageable."

He Zhao puffed his cheeks, but before he could swallow what was in his mouth, his eyes were red with grievance.

Dare to cry!
Qiao Zhen placed the water glass heavily on the bedside table and yelled again, "Go back to bed!"

He Zhao swallowed the porridge in his mouth and sniffed. He slowly climbed back onto the bed and looked at Qiao Zhen like a good baby. "I'm hungry…"

"You just eat like that when you're hungry? Is there too little pinhole in your hand? I'll see if you poke ten or twenty pokes, you'll have a long memory!" Qiao Zhen glared angrily.

He Zhao reached out and hooked Gou Qiaozhen's little finger, "You, don't be angry, I dare not."

Qiao Zhen passed the water glass over without a good voice, "Drink water, drink slowly!"

He Zhao took it, drank it in small sips, and occasionally looked up to peek at Qiao Zhen's expression.

After he finished drinking the water, he handed the water glass to Qiao Zhen, "I'm hungry." He repeated aggrievedly, and his voice was louder than before, "I'm hungry!!!"

Qiao Zhen put the vegetable porridge into his hand, but said without mercy, "I'll just starve to death."

He Zhao hummed in a low voice, "If you starve me to death, you will be a widow, Widow Qiao."

Qiao Zhen was so angry that her expression was a little dazed. She smiled dangerously, "Who would curse yourself like that? Don't worry, as soon as you die, I will inherit your inheritance immediately, go find Yi Ze, Shuang Su Shuang Fei, and take care of a few little boys." , having fun every day, singing and singing every night, I will not deal with the grass on your grave that is several feet high!"

He Zhao was so angry that he threw the bowl in his hand on the ground and shouted, "How dare you!"

Her jelly beans!
Qiao Zhen's eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth were tense. She raised her voice, more fierce than He Zhao, "Let's see if I dare or not?!"

He Zhao got into bed and whined non-stop.

Qiao Zhen was too lazy to pay attention to him, squatted down, cleaned up the mess on the ground, and went out.When she came into the bedroom carrying a bowl of piping hot vegetable porridge mixed with jelly bean crumbs, He Zhao was still crying in bed.

Alas, when this person gets sick, he becomes a little princess.Don't spoil it, he will make trouble; spoil it, he will do it.

The quilt trembled a bit, and Qiao really felt that something was wrong. She put the vegetable porridge aside, and when she lifted He Zhao's quilt, she found that he had a stomachache that convulsed him.

Qiao Zhen hugged him into her arms and rubbed his abdomen with her hands. She had previously discussed some abdominal massage techniques with the old Chinese medicine doctor, which can relieve the pain when the stomach hurts.

Shennong, an old Chinese doctor: I am very pleased.

He Zhao tightly circled Qiao Zhen's waist, strangling her waist as if in revenge.

Qiao Zhen could only bear it, who made her look like a dog, and who made He Zhao just have the max appearance.She was still gently rubbing He Zhao's abdomen, and He Zhao gradually relaxed the arms holding Qiao Zhen's slender waist, which shows that massage is still useful. "Okay, baby, let go."

Only then did He Zhao let go obediently. He buried his face in Qiao Zhen's chest and said softly, "I'm hungry."

Qiao Zhen let go of him, and passed the bowl, "It's still vegetable porridge, can you drink it slowly? You ate too fast just now, it's not good for your stomach, and I'm to blame. I shouldn't be mad at you just now."

He Zhao eagerly took the vegetable porridge, drank it in small sips, and looked at Qiao Zhen shyly after drinking.

Qiao Zhen rubbed his head and praised without hesitation, "It's awesome."

He Zhao pulled the quilt to cover his grinning mouth, but his eyes were curved and beautiful. His smiling pupils seemed to be the night sky dotted with stars, so beautiful.

Qiao Zhen took the bowl out.

When she returned to the bedroom, He Zhao was still looking at the door eagerly, as if expecting her return.

Qiao Zhen lifted the quilt and got in. She hugged He Zhao's waist, "Go to sleep, it won't hurt when you wake up." She kissed the corner of He Zhao's mouth.

He Zhao closed his eyes and went into her arms.

When it was dark, He Zhao struggled to open his eyes, his eyelids were heavy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Zhen's soft chest, and the tip of his nose was hot, almost embarrassing.

He pulled away the arm holding Qiao Zhen.

Qiao Zhen also woke up because of his movement. She yawned and asked hoarsely, "Does it still hurt?"

He Zhao answered concisely, "No."

"That's good." Qiao Zhen got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then went to the kitchen to serve some vegetable porridge.

When she returned to the bedroom, she found that He Zhao was no longer on the bed, and there was no movement in the bathroom. She put down the vegetable porridge and opened the door of the bathroom. There was no one there, so what about He Zhao?

Qiao Zhen went to look for it immediately, but she didn't see He Zhao in the living room, so she went to the study on the second floor to look for it. She opened the door of the study and saw He Zhao brushing documents in the bright study.She walked over and grabbed one at random, "Can't these wait until tomorrow?"

He Zhao looked up at her, "If you don't deal with it today, you will be exhausted tomorrow."

Qiao Zhen yelled at him, "I'm already exhausted, so let's continue to collapse." She tidied up the documents forcefully, and turned He Zhao's head to face her, "Anyway, you are so rich, but you only have one body, young People, don't act recklessly just because you are young."

He Zhao ignored it.

Qiao Zhen forcibly dragged He Zhao back to the bedroom.

He Zhao didn't know why Qiao Zhen, who looked weak and weak, was stronger than a big man like him?
Qiao Zhen pressed He Zhao on the bed, "Do you know how to rest well? Nothing is as important as your body."

He Zhao turned his back to her sullenly.

The bottom of my heart is actually happy.

Qiao Zhen patted him on the back like coaxing a baby, but he didn't hum a lullaby. "You just woke up, how about some vegetable porridge?"

He Zhao got up silently, picked up the vegetable porridge on the bedside table, and wanted to finish it with a few sips, but noticed Qiao Zhen's hot gaze, so he could only sip it.

Only then did Qiao Zhen avert his gaze, and started nagging again, "I told you not to drink too much coffee before, but if you don't listen, stop it when you see it, and who can stop you when I can't see it? Can you serve a snack by yourself? Can't you still wait for me to become a widow to raise a little boy?"

Her words were extremely vicious.

But it is extremely deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, at least He Zhao is so angry that he wants to protect his stomach.

　Collections go up and down, and my mood remains the same.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)