Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Stepped forward to say hello, "You are back."

Yuntian gave a faint benevolence, still looking at the laptop on the table.

The servant stepped forward and took the coat in Xia Xing's hand.

Xia Xing licked his lips and glanced at him, and when he saw that he was no longer speaking, he turned upstairs directly.

Seeing this, the servant turned around hurriedly, just about to hang up the coat, a note fell from the pocket of the coat.

Floating in the air a few times, it happened to land at Yuntian's feet.

Yun Tian bowed his head and squinted at the past.

The servant thought it was bothering him, and was taken aback, and hurriedly bent over to pick it up.

However, Yun Tian directly stretched out his hand and fished the piece of paper from the ground.

I took it and looked at it. On the note, there were many information about the crew written densely, and some of the information had been scratched with a pen.

Yuntian's thin lips were tightly pressed, and his face was stretched and he did not speak in silence.

The servant said cautiously, "Mr. Yun."

Yuntian handed the note to her again, "put it back in her pocket."

The servant hurriedly reached out to take it, not daring to look at it, and put it directly back into Xia Xing's coat pocket.

Yuntian's eyes drooped slightly and he said, "Have she eaten the food last night."

"Miss Xia doesn't seem to like it, she eats very little." The servant thought for a while and replied.

The movement of Yuntian's hand paused, and an ironic smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She even changed her taste. It seemed that he was the only one who had been standing in place for so many years.

"Throw away that recipe, you can make it yourself in the future."

"Yes." The servant replied.

At dinner, Xia Xing went downstairs and glanced at the food on the table. They had all changed their tastes.

He pursed his lower lip, sat down at the dining table, took only a few mouthfuls, and then put down his chopsticks.

She didn't know how to eat last night, and the food tonight really didn't suit her appetite.

The dishes on the table are all slightly spicy. Her throat is not suitable for spicy food. Every time she eats it, it will swell for several days. When it is severe, she even speaks out.

Originally, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart that he remembered her preferences. Seeing these, she was sure that it was really just a coincidence last night.

Yun Tian looked up at her, frowning slightly, the current female artist tried all kinds of ways to get on the mirror, and she was skinny and skinny. Xia Xing is already skinny enough and doesn't need to diet to lose weight.

But his mouth was saying, "Eat it, I don't like women who are too thin, so they hold them up and clasp their hands."

Xia Xing looked down, reached out and picked up the chopsticks on the table again, picked up the dish in front of him and put it in his mouth, resisting the uncomfortable throat, and swallowed.

Yuntian saw her start to eat, eating quietly, and said nothing.

After eating a meal, Xia Xing had already begun to feel a bit fiery pain in his throat.

Reaching out and pressing on both sides of the throat, my fingertips felt a little swelling inside.

In the kitchen, I opened the refrigerator and looked around.

"What is Miss Xia looking for?" the servant asked.

"Is there any tea?" Xia Xing turned to look at her.

She was afraid of taking medicine since she was a child. She used to have a sore throat when singing, so she drink tea every time it hurts. Although going to fire is slower than taking medicine, it works well and it is not as bitter as taking medicine.

The servant shook his head, "There is only coffee, no tea. If Miss Xia likes it, I will go out and buy some tomorrow."

Xia Xing nodded, "Thank you."

She couldn't find the tea, so she had to pour some boiled water, hoping to relieve it temporarily.