Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Two people eat enough.

"Order two more." Su Yan suddenly snatched the menu again. "Add one more braised catfish and shiitake mushrooms."

Then I changed the menu to the waiter in the restaurant.

Su Yan knew vividly that she pursed her lips and said nothing.

When the food came up, Xuxiang picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat it.

She didn't vomit at all for breakfast. She ate two bowls of rice in one breath, but fortunately she ate without eating.

After eating, Su Yan turned around and beckoned to the waiter there. "Waiter, come and pack some boxes and pack this dish for me."

His handsome face made the young female trainer blush and immediately brought him a lunch box.

Su Yan packed him and Xuxu with the remaining dishes, packed them in three lunch boxes, and then called the waiter to give him a bowl of rice to pack.

Xu Xuan left without waiting for him.

She doesn't know why, on television and in novels, she always writes such a complicated and indifferent relationship between the wealthy family.

It can be said that people at home, but the interpretation of blood and water.

After eating a full meal, Xu Xu didn't immediately go into the room to rest. She stood at the door of the room and looked out the window. At more than three in the afternoon, the sun was just right.

Follow the crops in the fields outside.

She raised her hand and stretched comfortably.

"Xu Xu, what are you standing here for?" Su Yan packed the meal and returned from the restaurant.

The voice didn't fall, the train just met the junction of the track, and it shook a bit, and Xu Xu quickly reached out and supported the door frame.

Su Yan frowned again. "You should just go in and sit down."

Then he stretched out the door and went in.

Xu Xu didn't go in, and continued to look out the window.

"Boss, eat."

There was a sound of soda in the room.

That title makes people want to laugh.

"Yanruo." Su Yan shouted Yanrusheng. Seeing that he did not respond, he reached out and pushed him again. "I brought you some food. Do you want to eat?"

Yan Rusheng suddenly raised his hand and waved impatiently, "Go away."

The hoarse voice seemed to have been thirsty for too long and was dry.

Su Yan frowned and realized that something was wrong. He reached out and touched his head as if he were living, "It's hot."

"You're having a fever." He grabbed Yan Rusheng's shoulders and laid his body on his back, only to see his face, his cheeks burning red.

"Walk away." Yan Rusheng said stiffly and impatiently, "So noisy, leave me alone."

Su Yan heard him a little nonsense.

He had no experience in caring for people, and could only look at the vividness standing outside. "Vividity, he has a fever."

Hexue heard the words, turned to look at Su Yan, said faintly: "I'm not a doctor."

After that, she turned around and continued to look outside.

When Su Yan saw Xu Xuan's attitude, he probably really could hardly care.

After thinking about it, he said, "Hey, I'll ask the trainer if there is an antipyretic."

It's like talking to yourself, and it's like talking to Xu Life.

Having said that, he left the room and turned towards the dining car.

"Xuxu, xuxu ..." Yan Rusheng was sleeping very quietly and was awakened by Su Yan, probably suffering from a burning discomfort. He licked his lips and turned over on the bed.

It seemed that he could not find a posture that made him comfortable.

His mouth murmured a lifelike name, his hoarse voice, as if his throat had been burnt.

Standing straight, looking at the vast field covered by snow, his eyes were cold.