Can't help but be moved

Chapter 118 Look, Am I Caring
Jian Nian quickly put down what she was doing, walked to the door, and helped Feng Wang, who was coughing, to go out.

"Sit here for a while, dinner will be ready soon."

Helping Feng Wang to sit on a chair in the dining room, before he could say anything, Jian Nian hurried back to the kitchen.

Not long after, she came out with thick gloves on her hands, carrying a steaming casserole.

"Ah, and bowls and spoons!"

Jian Nian turned around and trot into the kitchen to get a bowl.

Feng Wang looked at her busy back, and felt warm in his heart.

It's been a long time since anyone has been busy with him like he is now.

Because of her, this huge villa looks less cold now.

"I looked it up on the Internet, and I was sick and had a fever and had to eat some light food, so I went out and bought some millet from a nearby supermarket. Uh...it seems a bit mushy..."

While stirring the millet porridge in the casserole with a spoon, Jian Nian chanted with her small mouth.

Until a smell of paste from the bottom floated out with her stirring, Jian Nian frowned instantly.

"Strange, I've been guarding the pot all the time, how could it still be overcooked?"

The little girl muttered in frustration.

Immediately, she smiled embarrassedly and looked at Feng Wang who was quietly sitting next to her: "Well, it's a little mushy, but I promise it won't affect the taste. Do you want to eat some?"

Feng Wang looked at the pot full of millet porridge in front of him, then looked at the little girl's expectant expression, and asked softly, "Little Jian Nian cooked this by herself?"

"Yeah," Jian Nian nodded, and then sighed in frustration, "I wanted to cook chicken soup for you, but I can't, even if I follow the tutorial, I can't do it well. So I wanted to make something simple Yes, I didn't expect that even porridge can be overcooked..."

If I had known earlier, I should have signed up for a cooking class to learn how to cook.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter."

Feng Wang comforted her and filled a bowl full of porridge in front of her.

The man took a sip, and it did have a paste taste, but it was quite mild and did not affect eating.

Other than that, the porridge was... tasteless.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Jian Nian stared at him eagerly, waiting for his feedback.

Feng Wang ate a few mouthfuls gracefully, nodded his head and gave a positive evaluation: "It's delicious, and Xiao Jian Nian is very powerful."

Jian Nian's fox eyes lit up instantly.

"Really?!"

With a smile on the corner of Feng Duan's mouth, he said "Yes", then paused, he hesitated and asked, "Little Jian Nian, did you forget to add seasoning?"

He couldn't taste anything other than the smell of paste.

Neither salty nor sweet.

Apparently, she didn't add salt or sugar.

"No," Jian Nian shook her head, explaining solemnly, "I checked online, you need to eat lighter now, so I didn't put anything in."

Feng Wang: "...It seems that you have done a lot of homework, and checked it online again."

Jian Nian raised her chin proudly: "That's right!"

Feng Wang: "..."

Jian Nian sat down beside him, leaning her elbows on the table, staring at Feng Wang with her hands on her cheeks: "Since you said it was delicious, then eat more. This will help your recovery."

Feng Wang looked at her strangely: "Why is there only one pair of bowls and spoons, don't you want to eat?"

Jian Nian smiled and shook her head: "Don't eat, this is a special meal for patients, it's all yours, I won't compete with you. I'll just eat something later."

Feng Wangwenyan wanted to say something more, but Jian Nian's urging stopped what he hadn't said yet.

"Hurry up and eat, you won't be able to eat the porridge when it gets cold."

Feng Wang had no choice but to swallow what he wanted to say, and ate the millet porridge that Jian Nian cooked for him in mouthfuls.

Feng Wang is sick now and doesn't have much appetite.

After forcing himself to eat two more bowls, he put down his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Jian Nian, who was holding her cheeks, tilted her head: "I don't want to eat this? There are still a lot."

Feng Wanwen smiled: "I'm already full."

Just about to ask her what she plans to have for dinner, Jian Nian picked up the mobile phone on the table and glanced at it, and said to herself: "It should be here soon."

"What's coming soon?"

Before Feng Wang's question was answered, the doorbell rang outside.

Jian Nian immediately got up and ran to the door, looked outside through the doorbell's visual screen, and saw that the person who appeared outside was exactly what she was waiting for, she immediately opened the door.

After a while, Feng Wang saw that she came in carrying big and small takeaway bags.

The little girl put the takeaway bag on the dining table and took out all the meals inside.

Pizza, pasta, salad, cheese lobster, and a cup of warm herbal coffee.

"Is this what you said to eat a little?"

"alright!"

Jian Nian put on her gloves, took a bite of the pizza, and then squinted her eyes with satisfaction.

After finishing the pizza quickly, Jian Nian took a sip of vanilla coffee and started eating cheese lobster again.

Feng Wan suddenly felt that he shouldn't be sitting here.

Picking the meat from the shrimp shells, the little girl said: "I just counted the time and waited until you were full before eating. Otherwise, you can't eat when you are hungry, and you can only watch me eat. How uncomfortable it is. You Look, am I being sweet?"

There was a smile on the corner of Feng Lu's mouth: "...well, it's very considerate."

It's just that he feels more uncomfortable now.

"It would be great if you could eat with me. Eating alone is not delicious at all."

Feng Wang looked at the pizza that she had finished and the lobster that was being processed by her, and had serious doubts about this statement.

He is usually not a person who cares about appetite, but now seeing Jian Nian eating well in front of him alone, he really can't stay any longer.

"Xiao Jiannian, I'll go upstairs first, you eat slowly."

Jian Nian didn't even look at him, and focused on eating the shredded lobster meat in front of her: "Yeah, go, have a good rest, I'll be back in a while."

Feng Wang: "..."

The man got up and walked upstairs slowly.

Jian Nian quickly finished the food, cleaned up the garbage on the table, and then washed the bowls and spoons used by Feng Huang, and then went upstairs to Feng Huang's room with a cup of hot water.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw the old man sitting on the bed with a laptop in front of him, typing on the keyboard with his ten fingers, his brows slightly furrowed, he didn't know what he was busy with.

Obviously, the man didn't listen to her and take a good rest.

"During the illness, can't you take a break from work temporarily? The company won't collapse after taking a break for a while."

Hearing her voice, Feng Fan raised his head from the computer and looked at the dissatisfied little girl.

"Little Jian Nian, I..."

Jian Nian stuffed the water glass and the medicine into his hand, and said in a firm tone, "It's time to take the medicine."

Feng Wang obediently took medicine and drank water.

Jian Nian took the empty cup and put it away, and sat down quietly on the small sofa in the room with a stern face.

Seeing her like this, Feng Wang knew that she was angry, but he didn't understand why she was angry.

It's just dealing with some work matters. Is this worth her anger?

"Little Jane, I just turned on the computer not long ago."

Feng Wang tried to explain, telling her not to be angry.

(End of this chapter)