"Since you're awake, go brush your teeth and wash your face, and come down to eat. You haven't eaten for two days, so you can't eat too greasy. I cooked vegetable porridge for you, so you can eat it while it's hot."
"I want to eat meat!"
When he heard that it was vegetable porridge, Qi Yan immediately protested.
Then Tan Bengbeng rolled his eyes, rubbed his nose in desperation, went upstairs to brush his teeth and wash his face.
After the two of them finished their meal, seeing that Tan Bengbeng hadn't asked about the antidote, Qi Yan couldn't hold his breath anymore.
"Why don't you rush me?"
"..."
Tan Bengbeng raised his head and glanced at him blankly, unable to figure out what cramp he was having again.
Qi Yan: "..."
Qi Yan: "I've already told you that Mo Chengxian's antidote has been prepared, why don't you urge me to go back?"
With her temper, she shouldn't only be thinking about her little Mumu, and immediately dragging him away when she heard that there was an antidote.
Or think he is useless, throw him down, and walk away with the antidote...
In short, among the 10,000 situations, the only thing Qi Yan didn't think of was that she would sleep with him and cook for him with a calm face like now.
He looked like he was willing to stay with him on the island forever.
"The expression on your face shows surprise." Tan Bengbeng put away the bowls and chopsticks on the table, ready to stand up.
As soon as she moved, Qi Yan had already pressed her hand.
He looked at her helplessly and asked.
"Shouldn't it?"
"..."
Tan Bengbeng paused and looked sideways at him.
There was a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes.
Slowly opened his lips.
"In your heart, what kind of person am I?"
Qi Yan: "???"
"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be involved in the Mo family's internal strife, and you wouldn't have to work so hard and stay in the laboratory for so long just to prepare the antidote for the old Patriarch. I clearly know that you won't take it for two days and two nights. If you don’t sleep, it’s hard to prepare the antidote, it’s not for you to rest and take care of your recovery, so why don’t you just take the antidote and leave?”
"..."
Qi Yan was stunned by her question.
In his subconscious, she should have reacted like this.
To put it bluntly, it was not because of her that he got involved in the internal strife of the Mo family, but because of his own will.
On the contrary, he is used to being casual, whether she likes it or not, he insists on always being by her side.
He was the only one who forced her to listen to him, but never seriously asked her opinion.
In Qi Yan's eyes, it seemed that she was at a disadvantage.
Even if she wanted to get rid of him, it was reasonable...
Why isn't he angry? She looks rather angry
"asshole!"
Tan Bengbeng shook off his hand, cursed, and went into the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks.
Qi Yan froze in place, confused by the scolding.
Later, when I thought about it, it was said in the book that pregnant women tend to be emotionally unstable when they are just pregnant.
She must be because of this, not against him.
Besides, you can't lose a piece of meat by scolding a few words.
Just don't be mad at herself.
Qi Yan heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen, so he followed her in carelessly to help her wash the dishes.
After a day of rest, I slept and slept, and I was full after eating.
Qi Yan seemed to be very used to this kind of rhythm, and he recovered quickly. He didn't have to wait for the next day, he took a shower in the evening, and told Tan Bengbeng directly that they could go back now.
"I called Xiao Mumu and said that you need to rest and we'll leave tomorrow."
Although Tan Bengbeng was sitting on the sofa a few meters away from him, when he heard his voice, he still raised his head and replied.
Hearing this, Qi Yan, who just came out of the bathroom and was wiping his hair with a towel, paused.