After flirting with me wrongly, my scumbag uncle pinched my waist and pampered me fiercely

Forget it, he just took out the food he brought.

"Did you bring me something to eat?" She also said she was going to order takeout.

"Bring whatever you want." Bo Qing asked the chefs in Beiyuan to prepare some meals for the sick, and they ended up making porridge.

When Bo Qing was putting other dishes on the table, he accidentally touched the porridge bowl. The bowl overturned and a lot of porridge spilled on the floor.

Bo Qing watched silently.

"I'll have someone deliver another porridge." Bo Qing said as he prepared to make a call.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. The porridge is very simple. I can just make some of it myself." With that said, Shen Yuan stood up from the chair.

To make a simple porridge, just boil water and rice together.

Looking at Shen Yuan's pale face, Bo Qing grabbed her: "You sit here, I'll go."

Bo Qing went into the kitchen, found the rice that Shen Yuan had placed there, washed it, and cooked it directly in the casserole after the water boiled.

Then he took out another piece of meat from under the refrigerator and was about to cut it into shreds.

Shen Yuan looked over there without blinking. Bo Qing knew how to cook?

Moreover, his movements look quite nimble, completely different from those young masters, which is really inconsistent with his image.

But how many people in this world will have the opportunity to eat the food cooked by Bo Qing?

After the porridge was cooked in the pot, Bo Qing turned around and saw Shen Yuan standing outside the door.

Shen Yuan just looked at him, and Bo Qing came out: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Yuan shook his head: "It's nothing, I just didn't expect my uncle to cook so quickly."

"In your eyes, I'm the kind of useless person who can't cook and has to be waited on for food and clothing?"

Shen Yuan shook her head even more: "I didn't mean that, I'm just a little curious about your cooking skills."

"Curious about my cooking skills?"

Shen Yuan nodded.

Bo Qing only said: "Just wait."

Then he pushed Shen Yuan out of the kitchen and asked Shen Yuan to sit on the sofa over there and rest.

Immediately afterwards, Bo Qing closed the kitchen door, and Shen Yuan didn't know what he was doing inside.

Could it be that you want to cook?

Could it be that just because of her words, Bo Qing wanted to cook?

But isn’t there still so much packed food on the table? I haven’t eaten a bite yet, and it looks so delicious.

Shen Yuan did not sit on the sofa, but entered the room, picked up her mobile phone, and found that Bo Qing had indeed called her several times.

She didn't plan to tell anyone that she was sick, and it wasn't a serious illness, it was just a cold, and she would be fine in two days.

She has been sick like this since she was a child, and no one would care about her. She has long been used to it.

But today, when she saw Bo Qing, her heart still trembled.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if someone in this world finally remembered her.

Can Bo Qing not be too nice to her, otherwise she will really fall into it.

……

There isn't much food for sick people, it shouldn't be too oily or too greasy, and Shen Yuan has limited food in the refrigerator, so Bo Qing just makes some simple meals.

Just because he rarely cooks doesn't mean he doesn't know how to cook.

Because of his living environment, he knew how to cook since he was a child. Before he returned to Bo's house, his mother was busy working outside, so he would often finish cooking and wait for his mother to come home to eat.

He has been busy these past few years and spent most of his time working. For him, eating is just a matter of dealing with it. Eating is a waste of time for him, let alone cooking.

Speaking of which, I haven't cooked for a long time.

three years?Or five years?

Shen Yuan saw the busy figures inside through the glass of the kitchen. Bo Qing's movements looked very skillful. They were indeed stylish. The taste shouldn't be too bad, right?

Soon, Bo Qing prepared two dishes and brought them out.

The food brought by Beiyuan was put aside by Bo Qing. The porridge was almost ready. Bo Qing took it out and put it in front of Shen Yuan: "Try it."

His fingers are really beautiful, with well-defined joints and very slender fingers.

Shen Yuan's eyes fell on that finger until Bo Qing retracted his hand.

"Thank you, uncle."

Shen Yuan drank the porridge in front of her, and she paused to wonder if there was no salt in the lean meat porridge.

However, because she was ill, she had no sense of taste, so when she tasted it, she just felt it was soft and rotten, but it was actually quite fragrant.

"How?" Bo Qing seemed to want Shen Yuan's evaluation.

Mr. Bo cooks the food himself. If she says it's not delicious, will Bo Qing really not be able to see the sun tomorrow if he gets angry?

Shen Yuan nodded: "It's quite delicious."

Shen Yuan tried other dishes, well... they looked pretty good, but why did they taste so ordinary?

It seems to be missing something, but I can't tell what it is missing.

Sure enough, when God opens a door for a person, he will definitely close a window for him. Fortunately, Bo Qing was engaged in finance and did not become a chef.

But it's definitely not a problem with Bo Qing's cooking skills. How could there be a problem with Bo Qing's cooking skills? It must be because of his poor taste!

Shen Yuan ate in small bites. Seeing how delicious Shen Yuan's food was, Bo Qing also felt a little hungry.

"I'll try it too." He said, getting ready to get the chopsticks.

"Don't!" Shen Yuan held him back. If Bo Qing tasted the food he cooked, he might know that it wasn't very tasty.

Shen Yuan said: "Didn't you make this for me? It belongs to me alone."

At least it was his intention, at least this time, Shen Yuan didn't want to destroy it.

The warmth of Shen Yuan's palm was still on his wrist, and Bo Qing's heart felt like it had been hit hard by a big drum. It didn't hurt, but it resounded through his chest.

He wasn't allowed to eat anything he cooked. Are sick people so possessive?

But seeing Shen Yuan's eager eyes, Bo Qing couldn't say anything harsh.

He felt that if Shen Yuan acted like a spoiled child one day, someone would definitely die.

The kind of person who is willing to give his life to her.

Just like now, Bo Qing actually wants to pamper her and pamper her.

She just grabbed his wrist and looked into his eyes.

Her eyes seemed to be sticky, but Shen Yuan didn't notice it at all. She just felt that she had no strength and didn't want to move at all. She was very grateful to Bo Qing. She didn't know what she looked like at this time and how pitiful she was. .

At this time, the newly replaced doorbell suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility in the air.

Shen Yuan also quickly retracted her hand: "Maybe it's Ning Ning. I'll open the door."

Bo Qing pressed her shoulder: "Sit tight, I'll go."

"But you..."

Before Shen Yuan finished speaking, Bo Qing was already walking towards the door.

He opened the door directly and was greeted by a warm smiling face.

"Xiao Yuan, I heard that you were sick, so I came here specially..."

The person outside the door didn't finish speaking. The next second, Bo Qing closed the door with a bang.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Si was shut out by him.

Shen Yuan was confused: "Who is it?"

Bo Qing said indifferently: "Selling insurance."