Nangong Yun smiled at her, pointed to the place beside him and motioned for her to get in the car.
Cheng Cheng was still a little confused. She was still confused until she got into Nangong Yun's car. Why did she get into the vice president's car again in a daze
There was a smile on Nangong Yun's lips. He went out to do errands today. He had just finished and was about to go home. When he was waiting at the red light at the intersection, he saw Cheng Cheng coming out of the cafe and walking along the street. Nangong Yun didn't want to meddle in other people's business. , but the road was very congested, so I could only drive slowly, and found that the little girl's face seemed very disappointed.
In a moment of compassion, Nangong Yun turned the steering wheel and drove onto the bicycle lane. He wanted to catch up and let her get in the car, but suddenly he saw someone yelling something, regardless of the fact that this was a public place, attracting everyone to watch.
Nangong Yun felt funny thinking about Cheng Cheng's expression. Such an interesting little girl is not seen very often these days. She is simply a rare animal.
After coming back to his senses, Cheng Cheng looked sideways at Nangong Yun and said cautiously: "Vice... Vice President, why are you here?"
"I passed by by chance. When I saw you, I took you for a ride. Where are you going? Home?"
Something strange flashed across Nangong Yun's originally smiling eyes, and his brows furrowed quietly. His stomach tightened and cramped, making his tone soften a bit.
Cheng Cheng didn't notice anything strange about him and nodded: "Well, go home."
Nangong Yun forced himself to continue driving, but one hand was already placed on his stomach, pressing it tightly.
At another red light, the car stopped. A layer of sweat appeared on Nangong Yun's forehead, and Cheng Cheng finally realized something was wrong with him.
"Vice President? You... what's wrong with you?"
Nangong Yun forced a smile: "It's okay, my stomach hurts a little."
"Stomach pain? Please pull over quickly and turn right in front of us."
When the light changed, Nangong Yun turned the steering wheel and pulled over.
"Vice President, please wait for me."
Before Nangong Yun had time to stop him, Cheng Cheng had already opened the door and ran out. Nangong Yun was suffering from the sequelae of drinking too much. This happened to him from time to time. It had become a habit, but today it seemed that the pain was a bit more severe.
Looking sideways, he looked at Cheng Cheng's petite figure as he ran down to the entrance of a milk tea shop. He ran back soon, holding two plastic cups in his hands: "Vice President, it will feel more comfortable if you hold this on your stomach."
As he said that, he used his habit to open the seal and said, "Drink some more hot water."
He knew Nangong Yun's health well, he could endure it and get over it after a short sleep, but now that he was being taken care of by such a little girl, it felt good.
I drank a glass of hot water and held my stomach for a while, feeling much better.
Nangong Yun raised his lips and smiled: "Xiao Chengcheng, thank you."
Cheng Cheng's baby face turned red again, his eyes sparkling: "You're welcome."
After resting on the roadside for a long time, Nangong Yuncai drove Cheng Cheng back again.
Jiang Shan went on a business trip, and Cheng Cheng returned to the apartment and cooked some noodles for herself, thinking that she had taken Nangong Yun's car twice and that someone had helped her.
Adhering to the principle of repaying kindness with drops of water, Cheng Cheng took some cereals from the cupboard and soaked them. She couldn't do anything else, but she was a first-class cook.
The next day, I got up early, cleaned the things I had soaked before, and cooked a pot of multigrain porridge.