It wasn't until she heard his footsteps that she quickly stuck her head out.

"Are you still going out?" Song Wen couldn't help but asked, it's not early now, is he still going to work?

"Why, don't you want me to leave?" Jiang Beihan stopped and raised her eyebrows with interest.

"I'm just a bit afraid of being quiet. It's okay. I'll watch TV." Song Wenxin slipped his lips and said.

Hearing that Jiang Beihan didn't say anything, then turned around and left the bedroom.

Song Wen felt a little lost in his heart.

Just a moment later, Jiang Beihan came in with a notebook and sat in a chair by the bed, put the notebook on his lap, and worked hard.

"I'll always be here, you'll be honest, don't move." Jiang Beihan looked at her suddenly and said softly.

The woman was too restless, and in order to look at him well, he could only sit here and stare at her.

Seeing this, Song Wenxin smiled heartily, then nodded his head, lying honestly in the bed.

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Jiang Beihan had another video conference in his bedroom, this time he said.

Song Wenxin, who has always been less interested in English, heard a little doze.

Until the door bell rang, she subconsciously opened the quilt to open the door.

Jiang Beihan glanced at her, "Don't mess around, I'll go!"

After speaking, he put down his computer and got up to open the door.

Song Wenxin heard some dialogue sounds, as if the waiter came to deliver dinner.

After a while, Jiang Beihan returned to the bedroom after dinner.

The fragrance of meals passed by, but Song Wenxin had no appetite.

Jiang Beihan brought a bowl of clear porridge over the bedside table.

"Do you eat it yourself, or do I feed you?" He glanced down at the bowl of porridge and asked Song Wenxin.

"I don't want to eat ..." Song Wen shook her head heartily, her head was still a little dazed, and she had no appetite.

"I feed you?" Jiang Beihan raised an eyebrow and asked immediately.

"I have no appetite ..." Song Wenxin thought he didn't understand her and explained it again.

She really has no appetite ... not wanting to eat!

But Jiang Beihan didn't seem to hear her, and took care of the bowl of porridge.

"Sit up and eat!" His eyes stopped on her face, then he said in an irresistible tone.

Even if you are sick, you ca n’t eat nothing! This will cause stomach problems!

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Song Wenxin bit his lip, looked at him with a serious expression, and sat up unconsciously.

She felt more and more that Jiang Beihan seemed to treat her as a daughter ...

When she is sick and does n’t want to eat, her parents and brother will do the same, let her eat a little!

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After seeing her sit up, Jiang Beihan only used a spoon, spooned a spoonful of porridge, put it on the lips to test the temperature, and then passed it to her mouth.

Although his movements were not proficient or even a little unnatural ... but the handsome Jiang Beihan even performed this movement with a magical power that attracted Song Wenxin's attention.

Song Wenxin stared at him for a few seconds, then opened his mouth and swallowed the light porridge.

After she swallowed the porridge slowly, Jiang Beihan fed her another spoonful.

After several times like this, Song Wenxin ate half a bowl of porridge.

"I don't want to eat it anymore," Song Wen said helplessly.

She had been very reluctant to eat that bit.