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Chapter 279 Is there any more?

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    After he finished eating, he raised his head and asked, "Is there any more?"

    He slept for too long and didn¡¯t eat for too long. He didn¡¯t have much appetite when he wasn¡¯t feeling well, but now, his appetite seemed to be whetted.

    It was such a small bowl, and it didn¡¯t feel satisfying at all. He had underestimated Hu Yan before, but he didn¡¯t expect this thing to be so delicious.

    But under his expectant eyes, Hu Yan suddenly felt embarrassed.

    Because it was her first time making it, she didn¡¯t make much. Later, she tried another bowl and found it delicious. In addition, she had been in the hospital and hadn¡¯t eaten much. She thought that Wenya¡¯s disease was still a problem.  It's not completely healed, and I probably can't eat anything.

    So she only left one bowl for him.

    Seeing his expression of wanting more, she immediately regretted that she had just been greedy.

    But Hu Yan was embarrassed to say that it was because she ate it that she didn¡¯t have it.

    She simply said: "You haven't eaten for so long. The doctor said that you just woke up and shouldn't eat too much at once, otherwise it will increase the burden on your stomach. When you feel better, I will make some for you." She said  It's true that he didn't lie. What the doctor meant was pretty much the same anyway.

    This stomach-nourishing porridge is quite time-consuming, you have to cook it for several hours.

    Although Wen Ya¡¯s face was rather disappointed, she was not a glutton after all, so she could only nod her head.

    But from then on, Hu Yan arranged all his meals.

    Hu Yan seems to have a talent for cooking. She just listened to Cheng Laozi¡¯s verbal description on WeChat. Although the food she made looks average, it tastes very good.

    Wen Ya was very satisfied with her workmanship. He stayed in Qitianyuan, and his agent asked him to go home and rest for another half month.

    Hu Yan also followed him home. Her main task now is to take good care of his health.

    But when she returned to Wen Ya's house, she was stunned.

    Wen Ya lives in a two-story villa in a high-end community. Although it is not too big, it has very good privacy.

    As soon as he walked in, it was okay at first, but slowly, he could see how messy his house was.

    Anyway, things are messy and there are no rules at all. There seems to be a bath towel on the sofa.

    Hu Yan was completely shocked. After all, Wenya's outward appearance is more gentle and elegant. Usually, under this appearance, he should be a well-organized person with a mysophobia, because his requirements for people in the company are  Very high.

    It¡¯s just that Hu Yan almost forgot that Wen Ya was not like this when she first met him.

    At that time, he had long hair, wore the coolest clothes, and sang songs in the bar. His style was completely different from his current style.

    "Why don't you ask this aunt to help you clean up?" She said in shock.

    Wen Ya casually picked up the clothes she had put on the sofa. Hu Yan originally thought he was going to pack them, but she just passed them in his hands and put them on the other side.

    The corners of her lips twitched involuntarily, and she felt that his image suddenly dropped a lot.

    I only heard him say: "I don't like others touching my things. What if those people see something they shouldn't see and send it to me online? And I don't like others touching my things."

    Listening to what he said, Hu Yan felt that it made sense, but she also felt that there was something strange about it. But other celebrities would still find nannies!

    The most you can do is find someone who is honest and reliable.

    You can¡¯t just leave it alone forever.

    Hu Yan thinks that although she is not mysophobic, she still can't stand such a mess.

    Regardless of whether he liked other people touching his things, she started to do it directly.

    The room was also very messy. Fortunately, he had not opened fire at home, so there were no cockroaches or flying insects.

    Hu Yan changed all the quilts directly for him.

    By the time it was almost cleaned up, most of the day had passed, and it was only barely clean, but it looked much more comfortable than before.

    Because Wen Ya was still a patient, he always stayed on the sofa downstairs.

    Hu Yan was so tired that she collapsed on the sofa.

    "Do you need a massage? My massage skills are okay." Wen Ya said proactively. She must have been watching her running upstairs and downstairs. It was really hard. In addition, she was helping herself clean up, so she felt a little uncomfortable.  Well, I always have to give something back.Especially when I saw her so tired that her back ached.

    Hu Yan nodded without any hesitation. She originally thought that he was sick and wanted to let him rest more, but then she thought that since he had been lying like this for many days and slept every day, he should also exercise properly.  Body.

    What I didn't expect was that Wen Ya's massage skills were really good. If she had been massaged by the person she had secretly loved for many years in person, she would have felt extremely beautiful in her heart. However, she was so comfortable and sore at this moment.  With comfort, the whole body is very relaxed by the end.

    Relaxed and relaxed, the whole person fell asleep.

    In the past half month, Hu Yan has been cooking for Wen Ya every day, basically adding Mr. Cheng¡¯s secret recipe for nourishing the stomach, and the taste is very good.

    Wen Ya's appetite has also improved a lot. In the past, he didn't have any big requirements for eating, as long as he could fill his stomach, he didn't have any appetite.

    He had a bad stomach and would get stomachache easily if he didn't eat well, so he didn't feel anything about what he ate.

    It¡¯s only now that his taste buds seem to have been opened.

    Every time he could basically finish what she cooked.

    "Mr. Cheng's cooking is really good. I've eaten it several times before, but I've forgotten the taste." Wen Ya took a sip of the soup, which was delicious and refreshing.

    His eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he was tasting delicious food. Then, his eyes fell on Hu Yan and said jokingly: "How about I give you another salary and give me three meals a day?"  It¡¯s also covered!¡±

    Wen Ya was just joking. In his job, it was not very realistic for him to cook often, but she nodded seriously.

    "Okay!" Hu Yan said with a smile.

    She added: "It's just a good time to practice my skills. I can cook it for my dad when I get home." After adding this sentence, she was not afraid that others would think too much.

    Sure enough, Wen Ya immediately laughed.

    At this moment, the doorbell rang. Hu Yan got up and opened the door. The person who rang the doorbell was her agent Hai Ge.

    "What are you doing? Have you eaten?" Brother Hai walked in and asked.

    ¡°I¡¯m eating right now!¡± Hu Yan replied.

    As soon as he walked in, he happened to see Wen Ya still eating there, but when he glanced at the facilities in the room, he couldn't help being surprised.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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