My Bingshanqiao President

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A sudden scream broke the tranquility and woke up all the dozing girls. They wiped their hazy eyes and were obviously very dissatisfied with the girl who yelled just now:

"What should I do if I frighten my benefactor with such a feast of food and drink?"

"That's right, why do you want to do this?"

"Well, benefactor, he's awake!"

"Ok??"

The girl's words made everyone have different abilities, and then they all looked at the bed where Zhang Xiaochuan was lying in surprise.

"Ah, benefactor is really awake!"

"Yes, Engong, do you have any discomfort, we will call a doctor for you!"

"That's right, I can't bear it, and I can't have any sequelae."

There was an impatient girl who wanted to rush out to call a doctor, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaochuan.

"Wait! I've almost recovered. Thank you for your concern. I'm just relatively weak now. I just need to take a good rest."

Zhang Xiaochuan looked at those girls with a look of emotion. Undoubtedly, although these girls have been defiled physically, their character has won Zhang Xiaochuan's respect.

"Oh, well, that's good, that's good!!"

"Engong must have a lot to say to your wife, then we won't bother you, you can talk slowly!"

"Yeah, I'm really envious. It would be great if I could meet En Gong sooner!"

Those people jokingly pushed one by one and left the room where Zhang Xiaochuan was staying. After tossing around for so long, they suddenly felt very sleepy.

Especially when he knew that Zhang Xiaochuan was fine, as soon as he relaxed, he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his mind, and he felt an urge to faint immediately.

Coupled with the fact that they saw Zhang Mengchen standing there with a hesitant look on his face, they knew that they were really not suitable to be light bulbs here, so they quit Zhang Xiaochuan's room one after another, and went back to rest by themselves.

After this incident, they felt that they would be able to sleep well when they went back.

"I, I'm not his wife!"

Seeing those girls leaving, Zhang Mengchen suddenly came to her senses. She blushed and explained, but because her voice was too low, no one heard her at all.

This made her even more shy. Standing there alone, she didn't know how to face Zhang Xiaochuan, so she could only stand there with her head down, blushing and afraid to look at Zhang Xiaochuan.

"Boss, is there anything to eat, I'm almost starving to death!"

As if he also understood Zhang Mengchen's embarrassment, Zhang Xiaochuan suddenly broke the peace in the room, with that kind of sloppy expression on his face.

"I want to eat, but I'm not a chef, where can I find it?"

Zhang Mengchen looked at Zhang Xiaochuan with a depressed face, couldn't he say some comforting words, didn't he know that he was worried about you all night?
This kid actually endured it with such peace of mind, and he wasn't afraid of being struck to death by lightning. Why didn't he kill you when the tornado happened just now?

Thinking of this, Zhang Mengchen became angry. Since she was a child, it was the first time for her to take care of a man other than her family so carefully.

"Anyway, thank you!"

Just when Zhang Mengchen was cursing Zhang Xiaochuan fiercely in his heart, Zhang Mengchen was taken aback by his words again, and didn't understand for a while:
"Thanks for what?"

Looking at Zhang Mengchen with a sluggish face, Zhang Xiaochuan couldn't help but smile:
"Hehe, silly you, I mean thank you for doing so much for me, if people outside know, I will be chased and killed."

Zhang Xiaochuan said jokingly.

"Of course, for the sake of your conscience, I will reward you with some food!"

A happy smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Mengchen's face, and that smile bloomed like a hundred flowers blooming, making one so intoxicated.

At the moment of Zhang Xiaochuan's sluggishness, Zhang Mengchen brought out a bowl of food from the microwave oven in the room like a magic trick, which was definitely porridge.

Obviously, based on what the doctors told him, a wounded person like Zhang Xiaochuan must never eat big fish and meat as soon as he wakes up, so he prepared a bowl of porridge for him.

This is Bading porridge, and the nutrition is relatively in place. It is just right for Zhang Xiaochuan to drink. This is what the chef has been keeping here.

However, in order to prevent Hei Yukong from waking up, it is always hot, and several girls take turns to heat it up. As long as it is cold, it will be warmed up. The purpose is to make Zhang Xiaochuan wake up. Eat hot porridge for a while.

"Porridge? Don't you have meat?"

Zhang Xiaochuan looked at Zhang Mengchen expectantly, hoping that she would just be a good person to the end and conjure up a bowl of meat, so that he could eat it to his heart's content.

After all, he felt that he was not a patient at all. Before that, he had suffered more serious injuries than this. Today, this level is already considered a pediatric disease.

If it wasn't for the strong hurricane that knocked him unconscious, otherwise, with his strength, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be soaked in the sea for so long.

"If you still want to eat meat, dream about it. Do you want to eat it? If you don't want to eat it, then I won't give it to you."

After Zhang Mengchen finished speaking, he was about to take the bowl of porridge away.She pouted, obviously very unhappy that he had so easily ignored the food she had prepared for so long.

"No, I want it, it's better than nothing, bring it here, I'm going to starve to death."

Zhang Xiaochuan looked at Zhang Mengchen anxiously, as if he was really afraid that she would take away the only bowl of porridge. Now Zhang Xiaochuan is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back.

He obviously didn't want to spend any more time waiting for others to prepare food, and it was so late now that people had already rested, so even if it was a fresh preparation, it was not easy to bother others.

In desperation, Zhang Xiaochuan could only choose to compromise, and he looked at Zhang Mengchen expectantly.

"Forget it if you starve to death, who made you so picky?"

Although the words were not forgiving, Zhang Mengchen's hand movements were careless, and he directly brought the bowl of porridge to Zhang Xiaochuan carefully, and carefully prepared a small spoon for him, and handed it to Zhang Xiaochuan. Zhang Xiaochuan.

"Thanks. Mmm."

Then, what Zhang Xiaochuan said after that was already drowned in the sound of eating porridge, with porridge in his mouth, Zhang Xiaochuan didn't even know what he was talking about, the appearance of eating was like reincarnation of a starving ghost.