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Chapter 670 How Scary A Woman's Intuition Is

Tong Luoning was stunned again, "You...haven't told them yet? Then I, we won't go back..."

Her thoughts were a little confused for a while, and her speech was blurred.

Di Yechen was much calmer and thought more than her.

"I told grandma that your family came after Beichuan. I'm afraid you're not happy, so I'm taking a break for now. As for my parents, grandma will take care of it."

Lowering her head, without knowing it, Tong Luoning secretly entangled her fingers, tangling them up and down, using this to conceal the weirdness and touch in her heart.

"Actually, you don't need to help me establish a good image, anyway, we all..."

Di Yechen, who had already guessed her words, interrupted in a deep voice, "I don't want my family to worry."

"Oh."

Well, she was being self-indulgent.

but……

"Your body is not suitable for eating the food in the hotel now. No matter how delicious the dishes of Beichuan Hotel are, it may stimulate your body."

With that said, Tong Luoning walked out quickly, "Wait for me for a while, for an hour, until I come back."

Seeing her hurriedly walking out, Di Yechen had more or less guessed something.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, even if he was the only one left in the ward, he still obediently did as Tong Luoning said, lay down on his side, and waited for her to come back.

At the same time as she agreed, Di Yechen felt someone calling his name in his ear, and opened his hazy and sleepy eyes.

It just so happened that at the moment when her eyes were concentrated, she straightened her waist and stood up. The unique fragrance of her body penetrated into her nostrils, enough to arouse the charm of his heartbeat and body temperature, and suddenly made him wake up a lot.

He pretended nothing unusual, "I'm back."

"Well, I made meat porridge for you. I haven't had enough time. Maybe it hasn't fully tasted yet. I'll make it ahead of time tomorrow."

While talking, Tong Luoning turned on the tilt mechanism of the hospital bed, and did not forget to stuff Di Yechen's back with a pillow.

After setting him up, Tong Luoning brought out the hot porridge with white smoke, the minced meat was crushed in the thick porridge, sprinkled with green onion, the simplest food, unexpectedly, let the emperor Ye Chen's index finger moved wildly.

"you made it yourself?"

"Yeah, I just went to borrow the kitchen of the hospital, and the only ingredients left are minced pork."

"I didn't expect you to cook porridge." He looked at her in surprise.

"Are you looking down on me? I can still make simple food by myself, so I can't starve myself to death." Tong Luoning urged him, "Okay, don't talk, drink the porridge first, you'll feel better while it's hot."

This time there is no need for Di Yechen to ask for it himself. He sat on the side of the bed very skillfully. Tong Luoning took a small spoon and leaned forward to cool it down. He scooped it up and sent it to Di Yechen's mouth. inside.

In every mouthful of meat porridge, there seemed to be the fragrance she left behind, and along with a stream of heat, it warmly flowed into Di Yechen's body.

Although the two people in the hospital were late, they also ate warm porridge and hot dishes to warm up their bodies and hearts.

And in another part of Beichuan City, there are still people pitifully touching their stomachs and suffering from hunger.

Ever since entering the villa and meeting Tong Anrou, Yang Hongyan felt that he was going to be unlucky.

How terrifying is a woman's intuition.

Sure enough, because of Tong Anrou's appearance, Tong Luoning hadn't given her a good introduction to the master's house and the things in the villa, so that it was past nine o'clock in the evening, and Yang Hongyan didn't have dinner.

She doesn't know the place well, and although it's very convenient to order takeaway online, she doesn't know the address, and doesn't know if the owner doesn't like being disturbed.

Moreover, she was even more embarrassed to trouble Tong Luoning.

Logically speaking, wouldn't such a rich family have servants who would come up and ask her to eat?

(End of this chapter)