My Husband, Warm The Bed

Compared to the sickly Qin Yinze, Ji Rou preferred the domineering Qin Yinze. Qin Yinze was in high spirits and confident, as if he was the leader of this world.    

    

Ji Rou had seen his overbearing and domineering look before. Now that she saw his sickly look, she felt so pained. She wished she could get sick for him.    

    

She moved slightly and gently struggled out of his embrace. She changed to lie beside him. "Qin Yinze, you must get better quickly. Don't let me worry anymore, okay?"    

    

He did not know if he had heard what she said. His tightly knitted brows actually relaxed a little. Ji Rou stuck to his embrace again. "I will lie with you. You can sleep in peace."    

    

...    

    

After Qin Yinze fell asleep, Ji Rou tested his body temperature again. Seeing that his body temperature had dropped to 37.6 degrees, she felt relieved and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for him.    

    

Ji Rou herself could not even make the simplest porridge, so she had to learn from Aunt Qiao. If Qin Yinze got sick in the future, she could stay by his side and take better care of him.    

    

Aunt Qiao handed a box to Ji Rou, "Miss Ji, this was sent over by your friend. He said that your phone was left at home. The security guard said that he had checked it. It was indeed a phone and there were no dangerous items."    

    

"Originally the phone was left at home. No wonder I couldn't find it." Ji Rou took the box and put it aside casually, "Aunt Qiao, can you teach me how to cook?"    

    

Aunt Qiao smiled and said, "Oh, Miss Ji wants to learn how to cook?"    

    

"Yes. After learning, she can cook the dishes Qin Yinze likes to eat. " Ji Rou hugged Aunt Qiao's arm and smiled sweetly at her. "Aunt Qiao, you will definitely teach me, right?"    

    

"It is rare for Miss Ji to have such thoughts. Of course I will teach you." Aunt Qiao led Ji Rou into the kitchen and took out a handwritten notebook, "Sir is a very picky person. He does not eat green onions, vegetables and a lot of food that he does not eat."    

    

"He has so many food that he doesn't eat?" Ji Rou thought for a while. They had eaten together quite a number of times. Why did she not notice that he had so much food that he did not eat?    

    

Ji Rou still remembered one time when she dragged Qin Yinze to the Huangji Sand Porridge to eat. The waiter asked if she wanted to add some coriander. She liked to eat it and did not ask Qin Yinze. She just let the waiter add it. In the end, she also did not see Qin Yinze not eat it.    

    

No, that's not right. That day, she ate the entire pot of porridge. Qin Yinze did not seem to have finished a small bowl of porridge. This man was really... If he didn't eat, then so be it. If he kept silent like this, then he deserved to be hungry.    

    

"It's not just that." Aunt Qiao flipped to the back and flipped to a page specially written with a big red pen. "Although Sir doesn't like to eat meat, he can also eat a little bit of beef. Only rabbit meat. This is food that Sir absolutely doesn't touch. You must not appear at the dining table."    

    

This Ji Rou agreed very much, "The little rabbit is so cute, I also do not eat rabbit meat. I will remember this. Aunt Qiao, lend me this notebook. I'll take some time to take a look."    

    

Aunt Qiao generously passed the notebook to Ji Rou," Miss Ji wants to take a look, then take it and take a look. Anyway, I will remember all of this in my heart. "    

    

"Aunt Qiao, then teach me how to cook porridge first. Qin Yinze's health was not good. Doctor Yang said that he should try his best to let him eat light food for the next two days. " Ji Rou's heart was filled with Qin Yinze. Hearing this, Aunt Qiao also felt sweet in her heart, "If Sir knew that Miss Ji personally cooked porridge for him, he would definitely eat two bowls more."    

    

"It is already very good that he does not dislike me. I also do not hope that he can eat two more bowls." Ji Rou had also cooked porridge before but the white porridge was always like paste and was often disliked by her mother. Later on, she simply did not cook it.    

    

Aunt Qiao said, "Sir loves Miss Ji so much. He will not dislike you."    

    

"Aunt Qiao, you all can see that he dotes on me. Right?" Ji Rou pursed her lips and smiled, "I can also tell that he loves me, but he just doesn't tell me."    

    

Aunt Qiao said," Ordinary men don't like to say sweet words, especially with a character like Mister, he would definitely not say it. But his concern for Miss Ji, we all saw it in our eyes."    

    

"Hehe... I got it." Ji Rou heard it and her heart was very sweet, "Aunt Qiao heard it and said, Aunt Qiao, let's not talk about anything else now. You can teach me how to cook porridge first. I think Qin Yinze will be able to eat my porridge when he wakes up in a while."    

    

Okay... "Aunt Qiao said with a smile.    

    

Aunt Qiao said Ji Rou would cook.    

    

Ji Rou thought that it would be fine if she just poured the rice into the pot but Aunt Qiao still asked her to pay attention to the amount of water and the heat. It would be troublesome as much as possible.    

    

Ji Rou was also a person who was very afraid of trouble. If it was in the past, she would have lost her patience long ago. But today, she did not have the slightest bit of impatience. Her entire mind was thinking about how to cook the porridge and how to take good care of Qin Yinze.    

    

...    

    

Ji Rou finished cooking the porridge and went upstairs. Qin Yinze also woke up.    

    

After sleeping, Qin Yinze looked much better.    

    

Ji Rou measured his body temperature again. It was 37 degrees Celsius. "It is about to reach normal body temperature. Drink some warm water first and then have some porridge later."    

    

However, Qin Yinze's face was dark as he ignored her.    

    

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Ji Rou walked to his side and reached out her hand to touch his forehead. She cared about him as if she cared about a child. "You must tell me if you feel uncomfortable. If you don't say it, the one who feels uncomfortable is yourself."    

    

Qin Yinze still had a dark expression on his face.    

    

Ji Rou was a little angry, but when she saw that he was a patient, she could not be angry with him. "Young Master Qin, drink a cup of water first. After you drink it, I will go and find Doctor Yang to take a look at you."    

    

Qin Yinze did not drink the water either.    

    

Ji Rou became anxious. "Qin Yinze, what happened to you?"    

    

Qin Yinze still did not say anything.    

    

Ji Rou was so anxious that she scolded him. "Once you get angry, your face turns black. He did not say anything. Where did he learn such a bad habit from? Didn't your mother tell you that communication can solve problems?"    

    

This woman didn't keep her words to herself, but she was still angry with him.    

    

Qin Yinze went back with a dark face. "I asked you to sleep with me. Who asked you to run away?"    

    

So it was her fault that she did not sleep with him. Why was this man so petty?    

    

Ji Rou shook her head helplessly. "I went to make porridge just now. I think you will be able to drink the porridge I made for you when you wake up. You can only go while you are asleep."    

    

"You're not allowed to run around without my permission in the future." Qin Yinze glared at her unhappily. Seeing that she was making porridge for him, he temporarily forgave her for once, but he would not do it again.    

    

"En, I'll remember it." Ji Rou handed the water to him, "Young Master Qin, drink a cup of water first."    

    

"Feed it to me!" Qin Yinze said without any shame.    

    

"Alright." This man relied on his illness to do anything without any bottom line.    

    

Forget it. She wouldn't argue with a patient like him. She would just treat it as learning how to take care of her son in advance.