Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

She said to Cheng Jiuyuan, "Then I'll go back and make another serving for that child at noon."    

Cheng Jiuyuan was very grateful to her. "I didn't expect you to make it yourself. Not only did you design it well, but your culinary skills are also so good."    

Cheng Jiuyuan sincerely praised her.    

At the same time, he also understood why Zhan Yeling protected his food so much and did not share that bowl of rice with that child.    

It turned out that Shi Miao personally made it for him to eat.    

It was no wonder that he was unwilling to give up this portion of pastries.    

To Zhan Yeling, this portion was a unique meal.    

Given Zhan Yeling's overbearing and domineering personality, he naturally wouldn't let it go. Even if the other party was a child.    

Shi Miao scratched her head in embarrassment. "It's not like that. This is also my first time cooking. Furthermore, I don't know how to design. I have forgotten all about the design."    

"It's alright. You have talent. You will pick it up very soon." Cheng Jiuyuan comforted her.    

As they were talking, the nurse pushed the medicine in. "It's time to take the drip."    

Shi Miao quickly walked to Zhan Yeling's side and protected him.    

Seeing the nurse insert the needle into the back of Zhan Yeling's hand, Shi Miao's expression hurt for him.    

However, the person involved, Zhan Yeling, was expressionless.    

After the intravenous drip, the nurse went out.    

Cheng Jiuyuan also went out.    

Shi Miao sat by the bed and accompanied Zhan Yeling.    

Afraid that he would be bored, she told him about the interesting things that happened when the children were at home.    

As she spoke, she smiled. And he always had a calm expression on his face.    

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" Shi Miao suddenly stopped talking and asked him.    

Zhan Yeling said, "No."    

"Then why don't you smile? And you didn't respond to me." Shi Miao pouted slightly.    

It did not feel good to talk to yourself alone.    

Because you talked about the child's drip, which was full of life. Only then did I realize that you are really in my life.    

Your smile is very beautiful, I am fascinated by it.    

These words were all in Zhan Yeling's heart. Although he had opened his aperture, he was still unable to say such nauseating words.    

"Go and get a cup of water to drink. I'm thirsty." Zhan Yeling said in a low and magnetic voice.    

"Oh, okay." Only then did Shi Miao realize that she forgot to pour water for him.    

Shi Miao poured water and was about to come to his side when he said, "Have a drink first."    

Shi Miao did not doubt him and obediently drank the cup of water that she had just poured. Then she looked at him with clear eyes, "It is already warm water. Don't worry, it is not hot."    

Because the water she drank was made from hot water, she put it aside to cool it.    

She thought that he was afraid of the heat and asked her to try the water.    

With this drink, a cup of water was finished.    

She had talked for a long time, but she didn't even know if she was thirsty or thirsty.    

"Okay." A single syllable came out from Zhan Yeling's throat.    

Shi Miao poured him another cup and walked to the bedside to feed him.    

Zhan Yeling only drank two mouthfuls and did not drink anymore.    

"Aren't you thirsty?" Shi Miao saw that he only drank this much and asked.    

"The drip is full of water, not thirsty." Zhan Yeling replied.    

"Oh." Shi Miao was stunned.    

If he wasn't thirsty, why did he ask her to pour water for him?    

She suddenly remembered that she drank a cup of water in one go just now. Only then did she come to a realization.    

He was reminding her to drink water. He was worried that she would be thirsty, so he asked her to pour water for him.    

Realizing this, Shi Miao's gaze was filled with gentleness as she looked at him.    

This man's warmth was really everywhere.    

He was so attentive to her, so concerned about her, but he did not understand.    

If one's reaction was slow, they wouldn't be able to sense his intentions at all.    

Was this Zhan Yeling's unique gentleness?    

It really made one savor it in detail.