Chapter 3070: Washing Away the Shame of Brother Yifen 5

Bai Xueli buried her face in his chest: "You teach me, I will cook for you."

Ye Mulin felt a little warm in his heart, but after a while he still asked her softly: "Shirley, if I wasn't sick, would you still take care of me?"

She raised her eyes and looked at him for a long time: "You're not sick?"

There was a hint of defense in her eyes, a little sharp.

Ye Mulin sighed, "Of course I'm sick!" (And I'm not lightly sick!)

After saying that, the defense in her eyes was a little less, but she still hugged him and refused to let go.

Ye Mulin's expression softened, and he hugged her: "Eat, huh?"

Bai Xueli looked in the ward and turned her head away: "Has mom been here?"

Her words made him very happy, and he rubbed her hair.

After dinner, he changed his clothes and prepared to go to the office. Bai Xueli followed him to the locker room and watched him change his shirt, tie a tie, and fasten cufflinks.

She looked at his neat appearance and frowned: "You really don't look like a sick person."

Ye Mulin took care of himself in front of the mirror, his eyes met hers in the mirror, then he smiled slightly, turned around and stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders, "Believe me, I'm really sick."

He whispered in her ear, "It's lovesickness."

She was stunned for a moment, and he was half-truthful.

"Be good and wait for me here." He raised his hand and looked at the watch: "I will be back before seven o'clock."

After saying that, he pinched her little face and walked out, full of dignity.

How does he look like a patient?

Bai Xueli bit her lip and walked to the door: "Don't you need me to take care of you?"

He turned around: "Let's have dinner together tonight, I won't lie this time."

Bai Xueli said.

She was willing to believe him once.

After he left, she started to tinker with the dishes in the kitchen, recognizing them one by one, and then searched for cooking methods on her mobile phone. She didn't come up with any tricks after an afternoon, and her little face was fried with two small wounds, which hurt so much.

It was not until the evening that she simply fried some ribs. Although it didn't look very good, it tasted okay.

Ye Mulin came back at six o'clock, without a trace of fatigue. After opening the door, he frowned when he smelled the smell: "Did you go to the kitchen?"

Bai Xueli stood with her hands behind her back, "Guess what I did?"

Ye Mulin looked at the kitchen behind her and smiled: "Let me see."

She didn't give it to him and insisted on him guessing.

Ye Mulin didn't say anything, he went over and put one hand around her waist, and reached behind her with the other hand to grab the plate in her hand.

Bai Xueli shouted anxiously: "Be careful, don't spill it, I fried it with great difficulty."

He took it and looked at it, and smiled in a calm voice.

She was always afraid that it would spill and didn't dare to move, but he still took it.

A plate of fried ribs that were a little burnt, giving off a slightly burnt smell.

"Did you fry it?"

She hummed and looked at him eagerly: "Look, my hands and face are burned."

Her little face was fine, but there was really a blister on her hand, and she stretched it out to show him.

Ye Mulin watched quietly, feeling a little sour in his heart, "Silly!"

"You are sick, I can't always let you cook for me." She looked up at him: 'See if it tastes good. '

His eyes were still fixed on her.

She was a little uneasy: "Ye Mulin, do you dislike my cooking?"

He shook his head and smiled faintly: "No, it's because I am relieved."

He hugged her, holding her in one hand and holding the plate in the other. He pressed her little head in his arms and whispered: "I will cook for you in the future, don't touch these things."

She was uneasy, and whispered for a long time: "How long can you stay with me, Ye Mulin?"