Leng Shaoheng stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Shen Qingqing's hair. His tone softened and coaxed her to comfort her.

"The cold will soon get better. Once the cold is better, I will go home immediately, OK?"

Shen Qingqing doesn't speak. She just hugs Leng Shaoheng more tightly. It's obvious that she doesn't want him to go.

"My wife is obedient. If I live at home, I still have Qiqi. Qiqi has a cold just now. What if I am infected?" Leng Shaoheng knew that Shen Qingqing cared about Qiqi very much, so he had to say so.

Sure enough, Shen Qingqing pursed her lips, hesitated, but immediately came up with a way to look up at Leng Shaoheng.

"Well I'll go to the company with you and live with you. "

Leng Shaoheng is helpless smile, she is now smart, see move to dismantle move.

"Be obedient, don't you want to take care of Qiqi? Don't you worry about giving it to a servant?" Leng Shaoheng said slowly.

Since leaving hospital three years ago, they have returned to Leng's old house.

Shen Qingqing has been at home, accompanying Qiqi and taking care of Qiqi.

Because of the loss of Mo Mo, Shen Qingqing paid special attention to Qi Qi, for fear that something might happen again.

So she was very worried about the servant taking care of Qiqi. In the past three years, she did not go to work. She was at home and did everything by herself. She picked up the children every day.

It's not that she's greedy for pleasure. She sits at home as a rich lady. She's rich in clothes and food. She's ready to eat.

But she was worried about Qiqi and wanted to take good care of her children and be a qualified mother.

"All right."

Although Shen Qingqing is reluctant to give up Leng Shaoheng, she is worried that if she and Leng Shaoheng leave the old house and go to live in the company, she will be worried.

No way, Shen Qingqing had no choice but to give up the nod, "that can only be so."

Leng Shaoheng is right. Qiqi's cold happened last month. When his resistance is poor, he should not contact Qiqi, so that Qiqi will not be infected.

"That's good." Seeing that Shen Qingqing agreed, Leng Shaoheng was also relieved. He touched her head and rubbed it. His eyes were gentle and spoiled.

The car sped all the way back to Leng's old house.

While Qiqi is still not awake, Leng Shaoheng drinks the medicine after eating breakfast.

At this time, the servant brought over a bowl of hot soup, "young master, the soup has been cooked. Drink it while it's hot."

Smelling the bad smell of the cold dispelling soup, Leng Shaoheng's eyebrows slightly twisted, with some resistance.

"What is this?" Leng Shaoheng turned his head and asked.

"It's a soup made with ginger, coriander and scallion." Shen Qingqing is the servant's hand took the bowl of slightly yellow cold soup.

"The doctor said that it was very effective to dispel the wind cold, so he let it be boiled and drunk."

Hearing Shen Qingqing's explanation, Leng Shaoheng's brow twisted a little.

He doesn't eat coriander, never, and Shen Qingqing knows about it.

Looking at Leng Shaoheng's very resistant appearance, Shen Qingqing frowned slightly, her eyes were shining, "I know you don't eat coriander, but this one doesn't let you eat coriander, just drink soup, be obedient and drink it."

Leng Shaoheng looked at the coriander leaves in the bowl, frowned more tightly, and his face was full of resistance.

"There must be coriander in the soup." Leng Shaoheng shook his head. He really didn't like coriander.

Shen Qingqing knew, so she asked the servant to filter the ingredients out of the bowl, leaving only the clear soup.

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