After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Xiao Ling didn't wait for Jiang Jincheng to reply, probably because he was still on the way home and didn't check his phone. He sniffed and could only wait for his father to bring the meal.

Director Xiao opened the door after about ten minutes. He looked at Xiao Ling with a smile, which made Xiao Ling wonder if his father had poisoned his food.

Director Xiao sat on the chair and looked at Xiao Ling: "Do you want to eat by yourself or do you want me to feed you?"

How could Xiao Ling dare to let his own father feed him? He almost grabbed the lunch box: "I can eat by myself!"

"Oh, I'll feed you! Okay! Come on! Open your mouth!"

Director Xiao narrowed his eyes and slowly scooped a spoonful of rice. He read the message and replied randomly. Xiao Ling had already realized that this was the fatherly love that Jiang Jincheng said his father wanted him to feel, but to be honest...

I didn’t feel the father’s love...but I felt a sense of “Da Lang, it’s time to take your medicine.”

Xiao Ling could only bite the bullet and open his mouth to take the rice. However, before he could chew twice, Director Xiao put another spoonful of rice in his mouth, forcing Xiao Ling to swallow the rice in his mouth and open his mouth to take the next spoonful.

This meal made Xiao Ling's stomach hurt, but Director Xiao enjoyed it. A meal that usually took Jiang Jincheng more than 20 minutes to feed was finished by Director Xiao in just five minutes.

Xiao Ling felt that a piece of broccoli, which he had swallowed without much chewing, was stuck in his throat. He could only drink water to swallow the food stuck in his throat.

Director Xiao looked at the empty lunch box and said to him, "No wonder Lao Jiang said you are easy to serve. It only takes five minutes to feed you! So from now on, dad will feed you!"

Xiao Ling: …

Director Xiao happily threw away the garbage and then sat on the chair and stared at Xiao Ling.

"What's wrong? You don't want to sleep?"

Xiao Ling could only curl up in the quilt and whispered: "Sleep..."

Fortunately, his cell phone rang at this time. Xiao Ling thought it was Jiang Jincheng calling, so he sat up quickly and found out it was Jun Li calling.

"Hello? Mr. Jun, why did you call me suddenly?"

Xiao Ling opened his mouth in surprise, and after a moment of silence, he responded: "Ah...you're getting married? So soon?!"

"I thought it would take another two or three months... Okay... I'll definitely come!"

"My uncle is not with me. He went back home. I am lying in the hospital now."

"It's not a big deal. You can be discharged from the hospital after a few days of rest. You won't be late for your wedding."

"Bali? Sure! Just send me an invitation when the time comes! Happy wedding, Mr. Jun!"

After Xiao Ling hung up the phone, he couldn't help wondering when it would be appropriate for him and Jiang Jincheng to get married. Now that he has proposed, they can probably only wait until next year to get married... Tsk... I have to pick a day when no one is busy...

Director Xiao was listening nearby and couldn't help but gossip, "Is your friend getting married?"

"Oh, yes...his partner is also a man. They have been together for more than a year and are planning to get married in Bali at the end of the year."

The more Xiao Ling thought about it, the more he wished he could marry Jiang Jincheng. Director Xiao seemed to know what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, he said, "If you want to marry Old Jiang next year, you should start preparing by the end of this year."

"Being able to get married in Bali...tsk...you have to be rich...you can't do that. Our family doesn't have their financial resources. They can just use their money to get married, but we have to take it slow. Besides, your uncle is not an impatient person. I don't think he can handle it if it's too sudden."

Director Xiao sighed and looked at Xiao Ling: "And if you are getting married, don't make the wedding scene too fancy. Your uncle doesn't like so many fancy things. You can also save some links and don't do those too vulgar bride-picking games. Nowadays, if you make weddings pranks, you may not get married at all, and no one will be happy."

Xiao Ling nodded obediently and said softly: "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely discuss my marriage with my uncle, and I will confirm everything with him. If he doesn't like it, then I won't do it."

"Marriage is just a ceremony, just be happy about it, there's no need to make it so complicated."

"Besides, my uncle is very proud, so I definitely can't ask him to wear a wedding dress, otherwise my uncle will probably really make trouble with me."

Xiao Ling didn't dare to tell his father that he would wear the wedding dress at the wedding. Anyway, he was determined to wear the wedding dress, and Jiang Jincheng had to carry him in his arms like a princess!

Mainly because I was afraid that my dad wouldn’t be able to accept it, so I decided not to tell him.

Director Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he heard that: "You're kidding! Wearing a wedding dress! You should be happy that Lao Jiang can wear a suit to marry you. Don't even mention whether he can accept wearing a wedding dress. No fucking man can accept it!"

"Which man wears a wedding dress when getting married? There are so many people here! He'll be embarrassed for his family!"

Xiao Ling swallowed his saliva. He didn't know if his father would have a heart attack if he saw the scene of him wearing a wedding dress and being hugged by Jiang Jincheng without telling his father.

Then when he gets married... he will have to call an ambulance outside the venue...

Xiao Ling finally made it until around eight or nine in the evening and was ready to go to bed, but his father had already fallen asleep on the folding bed.

Xiao Ling quietly huddled under the quilt, took out his cell phone and looked at the message from Jiang Jincheng.

Jiang Jincheng: How is your father taking care of you?

Xiao Ling couldn't help feeling stomachache when he saw it. He complained aggrievedly: Uncle...if you don't come back, I will have stomach problems in a few days.

Jiang Jincheng:?

Jiang Jincheng: He can’t not buy you food, right?

Xiao Ling: Yes, he not only bought the food but also learned to feed me like you... My dad bought twice as much food as you and fed me in five minutes...

Jiang Jincheng: …

Jiang Jincheng kept saying "the other party is typing" several times. He must have been speechless, and finally sent an emoticon of "patting the head".

Jiang Jincheng: Don't you want to sleep? There's no point in staying up late when I'm not with you.

Xiao Ling took a deep breath, silently turned his head to look at his father who was sleeping on the folding bed with his mouth open and snoring, and then clicked on the recording mode.

Xiao Ling: [Voice] 60'

Xiao Ling: Uncle, listen, do you think I can sleep?

Xiao Ling: My dad was sleeping so well that people who didn’t know would think that Thunder God had gone to work…

Jiang Jincheng: …

Jiang Jincheng: You have to hold on...at least for three to five days, right? I can’t say that your dad just came for the first day and I’ll drive him away on the second day, right?

Xiao Ling couldn't help but sniff and typed quickly: The problem is that I can't hold on, uncle... I feel like I'm either dying of insomnia or dying of pain from stomach cancer... If you don't come to save me... I'm going to have chemotherapy in two days...

Jiang Jincheng: It’s not that serious…

Xiao Ling: Uncle...I want to go to the toilet...

Xiao Ling: What should I do, uncle? I don’t dare wake up my dad…

Jiang Jincheng said "the other party is typing" again. After a long time, he tentatively sent a sentence: How about...uncle will buy you a chamber pot in a few days?

Xiao Ling: …

Xiao Ling had no choice but to sit up carefully. After confirming that his father was still snoring, he tentatively lifted the quilt and stretched out a foot.

The arm that was shot had some strength left, and Xiao Ling was trembling a little as he supported himself.

He searched for a long time with the help of the dim light from his cell phone before he finally found the slippers. Xiao Ling also regretted why he had to put the slippers on his father's side. Now, his father was not sleeping well and the aisle was narrow, so he could only move sideways and slowly move out.

After successfully moving out of the bed, Xiao Ling carefully opened the bathroom door. He held the phone in his mouth and tremblingly took off his pants before he urinated.

However, at this moment Xiao Ling heard the sound of his father getting up at night outside. Xiao Ling was really frustrated. The more anxious he was, the harder it was to button his pants. He could only hold up his pants with one hand and touch the door lock with the other hand. However, he found that the lock core was broken and the bolt could not be inserted.

His father seemed to be half asleep, with his eyes not even open. He pushed open the door and took off his pants immediately, ready to solve the problem.

Xiao Ling covered his face and couldn't bear to watch. It was dark and a man and a woman were alone in the same bathroom. The key point was that his father peed in the wrong place! He peed on his pants leg!

Xiao Ling silently turned his back and covered his face, waiting until his father pulled up his pants and reached out to grope for the flush switch.

However, perhaps because the toilet was too dark, Director Xiao couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

Xiao Ling couldn't bear it anymore, so he silently reached out and pressed the switch to flush the toilet.

Director Xiao yawned and rubbed his eyes while sleeping, and subconsciously said, "Thank you..."

Xiao Ling: …

"You're welcome…"