God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

When the sun went down, the people in the kitchen began to prepare dinner.

Butler Wang Lin came up to ask Ningmeng if she had anything she wanted to eat at night.

There are actually quite a few things that Ning Meng wants to eat.

In addition to the host, her favorite thing is to eat.

But after seeing Shi Ping'an next to him, thinking about Shi Ping's years of drinking rice porridge, Ningmeng suddenly lost his appetite and became interested in rice porridge.

So Ningmeng said, "Just white rice porridge, just like my sister."

"No, you will be hungry at night."

Wang Lin didn't even speak, but Shi Ping'an vetoed it first.

"Then I'll drink one more bowl!" Ningmeng was excited: "I have never drank rice porridge at night."

But there are not many people who drink porridge at night, it is too easy to fall asleep.

However, looking at Ningmeng's enthusiastic expression, she finally compromised: "All right."

Anyway, being hungry is something that a supper can solve.

Wang Lin looked at the two with a smile, and then went downstairs.

There are not many people in the nursing home. In the kitchen, Liu Yumei and her son Zhao Yu are two people.

Liu Yumei is the chef, and her son Zhao Yu is beside her to help prepare dishes.

"How is it? Sister Wang, what do you want to eat?" Liu Yumei said cheerfully when Wang Lin came over.

"The eldest lady said that she would drink porridge like the second lady at night. Take a look at what supper you are preparing for tonight, the lady will definitely be hungry." Wang Lin said.

"Okay!" Liu Yumei answered loudly.

But Zhao Yu, who was standing with Liu Yumei and Wang Lin on his back, couldn't help shaking his hands when he heard that Ningmeng was also drinking porridge tonight.

He held something in one hand, and touched his pocket with the other, and he was quietly relieved.

In his pocket, there is a small packet of powder that Yun Zhuoxing sent to him this afternoon.

Let him put a little bit in the safe eating every day.

Just once a day.

Zhao Yu originally wanted to put it every night, but now it seems that he should change the time to noon to avoid being eaten by others.

At night, Ningmeng drank two bowls of porridge with Shi Ping'an.

Then when she was about to go to bed, Ningmeng was really hungry. Fortunately, her supper was prepared in the kitchen. She kept warm and waited for her instructions.

Shi Ping'an is not hungry, he has a small appetite, and his body is not well digested. Even if he used to drink a bowl of white porridge, he would not feel hungry.

Ningmeng went upstairs after eating supper downstairs. When she was sitting on the big bed and preparing to go to sleep, Ningmeng changed hands and stuffed the Pikachu puppet that she had specially brought from her room into her room.

"Here, here you are. You don't know that you have a habit of holding things after falling asleep? When I got up this morning, I felt almost suffocated. I had so many dreams last night." Ningmeng said. After getting into the bed, I deliberately fell asleep on the edge, and thoughtfully left a big place for Shi's safety: "Tonight, you will sleep with Pikachu."

"Yeah, good." Shi Ping'an hugged the puppet in his arms. After Ningmeng lay down, he turned off the wall lamp and turned on the bed lamp.

After Shi Ping An fell asleep, Ningmeng turned over, stretched out her hand and rubbed it, and grabbed Shi Ping's hand.

Shi Ping'an's hands had just been washed with hot water, and they were warm.

No need to cover your hands.

Ningmeng retracted her hand.

"Good night." She whispered to Shi Ping'an.

Shi Ping'an also whispered back: "Good night."

The pillow once again exudes a faint soothing breath, Ning Meng is full of food and drink, and sleeps in a good mood. As soon as his eyes are closed, his breathing becomes longer and longer.

She fell asleep.

Shi Ping An has been awake. After Ningmeng fell asleep, she raised her hand and threw the puppet out of her arms.

Pikachu?

What the hell.

He doesn't want this.

Shi Ping'an raised his hand to turn off the bed lamp, and then slowly moved to Ningmeng's side.

When the two of them were about to touch each other, he stretched out his hand and slowly took the person into his arms.

Because it's not the first time, even the movements of circle people are more proficient than last night.

After hugging Ningmeng, Shi Ping paid attention to her strength because she remembered what she had just said, and did not hug her very tightly.

Shi Ping'an changed herself to a comfortable sleeping position, then sniffed the light fragrance from Ningmeng's body, and went to sleep with her eyes closed happily.

I don't know how long I slept, the familiar feeling of being tightly bound swept over again.

When half-dreaming and half-awake, Ningmeng knew that it was safe.

He hugged her tightly, his arms lying around her waist as firm as iron arms.

Ningmeng was so sleepy that she wanted to open her eyes but couldn't open her. She pushed Shi Ping'an, who was close to her, but the other party remained motionless.

Moreover, Ningmeng also felt something behind her, and kept licking her, which was very hard and very uncomfortable.

Ningmeng frowned and reached out to grab it, but Shi Ping'an grabbed her hand only after touching it.

"Mengmeng, go to bed."

Shi Ping'an's low voice sounded in Ningmeng's ears.

His voice was a little different in normal times, very dumb, and seemed to be restraining something.

But Ningmeng in his sleep didn't notice that much. After hearing Shiping's voice, Ningmeng fell asleep deeply.