General Manager, can we stop?

I don't know if it's a blessing in disguise, but He Jinpeng has to live here for the past two days, going to work in the morning and returning here after get off work in the evening.Today, I counted my off-duty time and sent him a message for the first time since the accident. There were only a bunch of dish names written on it.

Then, at the beginning of six o'clock, He Jinpeng came back, carrying a big bag and a small bag, with a very ugly complexion, as dark as the bottom of a pot.However, I was in a great mood, "Are you back?" Then I followed him to the dining table and saw him throw everything on the table. I flipped through it casually, and it was the food that was written on my phone.

He has read my message.

With a smiling face, "Thank you, I really want to drink pork rib soup today." So I asked him to buy a lot of ingredients.

He Jinpeng just kept a dark face and ignored me. Even when he heard the thank you, he didn't even raise his eyebrows. He went out of the living room and went upstairs. Looking at the tall and straight figure, I still smiled very satisfied. This is good phenomenon.

I took off the coat I was wearing and put it on the sofa in the living room. I re-entered the kitchen, took out all the ingredients and sorted them, and then put the fresh ones by the sink, ready to be cleaned and put into the pot for a while.

He was still happy, but was suddenly pushed away, and was taken aback.Suddenly I looked up and found that there was someone more in the kitchen.

"You go out." He Jinpeng, who didn't know when he went and came back, gave me a look, with a very reluctant expression. "But..." I pointed to the ingredients, I want to get it, what will I eat tonight?

He Jinpeng continued to stare at me, "I'll do it, you go out and put on your clothes, so that you don't get sick again, and I'm the one who's going to be the one to suffer." He was forced to stay here to take care of a patient, and he was probably an annoying patient, too. Endured to the limit.

After hearing what he said, a flash of my mind crossed my mind, and I just paused, "Then, you put this on." I took off the apron and hung it up for him.He raised his hand in the air before he stopped. This man is no longer the gentle and considerate man who accommodated me in everything.

I don't know why I was in a daze, but He Jinpeng bent his neck and went in. I came back to my senses and quickly turned around behind him and tied it on him. I didn't dare to look more, and I was even more afraid that talking at this time would make him even more unhappy and ruin the whole process. A little bit of what I thought was a good atmosphere.After moving out of the kitchen, the temperature in the kitchen was not as warm as that of the living room. He picked up the coat on the back of the sofa and put it on. He sat down and turned his head to look at the kitchen.The kitchen is separated by glass, but you can see the busy figure inside.

This feeling seems to have returned to more than a month ago. At that time, we were still so sticky. According to Malaysia Airlines, it blinded other people's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

Turning back, staring at the TV, it was still playing that station, I didn't turn it over once, it was playing something strong, I couldn't compete with the two big bears all day long, I was full of embarrassment.

Looking at it, my thoughts began to wander around again, I didn't know where I was wandering, but I was startled back to my senses by a voice. "This kind of thing looks good?" That was a contemptuous tone.

I turned my head, the man was condescending, and glanced at the oversized wall-mounted TV over there, his contemptuous expression was obvious.The corner of my mouth twitched, and I couldn't help but replied, "What's wrong with this kind of thing? The quintessence of the country!" Ying Wan himself was also stunned. To this man now, I have to pay attention as much as I can, and my words and expressions have changed. Be careful, for fear of offending him, but at this moment, what kind of tongue can you use?

Peeking over, He Jinpeng just glanced at the TV again noncommittally, and then said, "Those things are ready, you cook?" He had an expression of: 'I don't want to throw the trouble on me', so I Stand up, "I'll cook."

I didn't expect him to, I'm flattered that he can help me clean the materials, so why bother him?

After entering the kitchen, I still had to take off my coat and hang it on the back of the dining table and chairs outside the kitchen. I was about to roll up my sleeves when my head tightened, only to find that it was covered by the apron. When I looked up, the man had already leaned forward. The two waists are looped past...

This feeling, as if he is holding me, the body temperature, and the smell, are still so familiar and make people nostalgic.

After fastening my apron as if nothing had happened, he took my sleeves and rolled them up to my little elbows one by one. He Jinpeng took two steps back. I can't even figure out why I would do this.

With a sour nose, "...you used to do this." He would also take the opportunity to eat some tofu, steal a few kisses, and then stand beside him contentedly as a helper. He never disliked the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen.

He Jinpeng: "..."

His expression was... awkward, and he didn't say anything in the end, but he didn't walk out of the kitchen.Pulling the apron on his body, this is already very good and very satisfying. Even if he can't remember me or his feelings, the instinct in his body is still there.

Maybe, one day, he will remember it.

So optimistic to comfort myself.

One meal was very hearty, and I was much better. I ate more than the previous two days, but it was still limited. He Jinpeng surprisingly ate three bowls of rice, and cleaned up all four dishes. The half pot of soup It also entered his stomach... "You...didn't eat lunch?" I was so shocked that I didn't know what expression to show.

Nodding, "Forgot."

"... Sister Yun didn't cook for you?" Sister Yun was the secretary who often made coffee and tea for him. How could she make him forget that he was hungry until now?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown.

"She is on a business trip with Xiao Yu." He Jinpeng answered casually and didn't care about it.

"..." I was thinking, should I call him tomorrow to remind him?Seeing his expression of indifference even though he was no longer so disgusted, I thought I should call the secretary's office and remind other secretary sisters to cook for him, so he probably wouldn't feel bored.

After dinner, He Jinpeng glared at me who wanted to get wet, and actually took the initiative to stuff all the dishes into the dishwasher, "Don't make me unable to go back."

"..." He was still thinking about going back to his home in the community. If he had known that when he moved here, he would have just rented out the apartment, and at the end of the day, he might as well have sold it. See if he still misses it!

He only wanted me to get healthy as soon as possible. He Jinpeng even took care of my rest time. He drove me upstairs to sleep at 09:30. I was stared at by him. I could only go upstairs silently. I'll go up in a while and try if you're still asleep."

"..." Labor and capital have degenerated to the age of a little guy!

Even so, even though his domineering coercion was just to escape from here as soon as possible, I still had a lot of fun in my heart. When I pulled up the quilt, I giggled. If I had a mirror to take a look, I would definitely Very silly.

When I woke up in the morning, He Jinpeng was no longer there, but he still left breakfast for me, just like before, he would leave breakfast for me when he got to work early, even though it was packed from the hotel anyway.There is a little more MSG, but it is still quite delicious. After finishing the porridge, I feel at ease throwing the bowl into the sink and leaving it alone. When I sat back on the sofa, I was dazed.

The past few days have been a little unreal.

My body is still weak, my nose runs from three to five times, and I have used boxes after boxes of tissue paper. My throat still hurts because my tonsils are still inflamed. My pronunciation is weird and nasal. I don't know how to describe what my voice sounds like.

However, even so, it is already much better than the previous few days, and if it continues like this, it will be all right within two or three days.

It should be... happy.

But I couldn't help but frowned.

At noon, I still couldn't help calling the company and reminded the secretary that the beauty was going to cook for He Jinpeng, and the doorbell for the food I received rang.

After lunch, he seems to have a good appetite. He ate almost as much as when he was healthy, and his brows became more and more wrinkled. This...is not a good sign.I went back to the sofa and sat down. After a while, I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles. I stood up again, walked around the huge living room a few times, my eyes dimmed, I gritted my teeth, and gave up.

The cold snap has not gone yet, the outside is cold and wet, the heater is turned on at home, although it is very warm, but... stretched out his hand under the flower, it was still so cold that he withdrew his hand, gritted his teeth at last, and rushed into the flower , let the water pour down from his head, trembling, almost couldn't hold back the desire to growl.

After a shower, the whole body is transparent, and it feels a little hot.

After coming out, he didn’t wipe the water on his body, let it dry slowly, put on his home clothes, walked around the house a few times, picked up the thermometer and stuffed it under his armpit, sat down, shaking one leg, and waited. Got a little impatient.

After 3 minutes, take out the thermometer, 37 degrees eight...

No!

not enough.

Throwing the thermostat, I rushed upstairs again, this time I washed it for a longer time, and let it cool without wiping my hair.After sneezing a few times, I was so cold that my teeth were fighting, I couldn't help wrapping a blanket around my body. When I took my temperature again, it was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon. This time I succeeded, it was 39 and a half degrees.

I smiled smugly, looking at the thermometer, I smiled idiotically, very proudly, "...Compared with me, are you better than me? I'll just stick to it and see how you leave..."

When He Jinpeng came back, I sat on the sofa wrapped in my overcoat, still watching TV with my legs crossed.Seeing that person come back, I instinctively said, "Are you back?"

Glancing at me, He Jinpeng's indifferent face obviously raised his eyebrows, "It's hot?" His voice was also impatient.