"Brother Ji, Brother Ji." She called him.

But the person on the bed didn't respond. His handsome face was covered with a sickly white layer, and his lips were also a little white.

"Ms. Qiao, drink some hot water. Don't get too tired. You've been on a plane for so long, why don't you go to the next room to sleep for a while?" Sister Cui advised, "I will take good care of Mr. Ji. I have news.

Call you as soon as possible."

Qiao Muyuan exited the inner room.

She couldn't sleep, wasn't sleepy, and was in a daze holding a warm tea cup.

Sister Cui took out a portion of taro and rock sugar milk balls and handed them to her: "Miss Qiao, they were still hot not long after they were made. I also made one for Mr. Ji, but unfortunately... Mr. Ji may not be able to eat them for the time being.

, also leave it to you, Miss Qiao."

The taro rock sugar milk balls are very fragrant, the aroma that Qiao Muyuan loves.

It's been a long time since she tasted Sister Cui's cooking.

Probably because she was too tired from going back and forth all the way, she was also hungry, so she hugged the milk balls that Sister Cui gave her and ate them.

The steam was steaming and the temperature was just right. Qiao Muyuan ate to his heart's content, with crystal mist hanging on his eyelashes.

Sister Cui felt sorry for this girl. She rushed to the hospital as soon as she got off the plane, so...she likes their Mr. Ji, right?

But Ji Changmu didn't mention the little girl at all, and didn't let her come to the house for a long time. Was it because he didn't like her?

What's not to like about such a nice little girl? She's pretty and is an international student at Columbia University. She has a gentle personality, has no temper, and is polite. How can she not be worthy of their husband? The family conditions are not worthy of her?

Sister Cui can't figure it out anyway.

Maybe it's because her family's conditions are not good and she can't help Mr. Ji in her career, so Mr. Ji doesn't want to waste her time too much?

After all, she had also heard that Mr. Ji was very close to an earl's daughter, and it seemed that her name was Miss Catherine.

Qiao Muyuan ate the milk balls with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his lips: "The taro and rock sugar milk balls made by Sister Cui are the most special and delicious ones I have ever tasted."

"The craftsmanship passed down by my grandma is the recipe passed down from the royal kitchen in the past. However, Mr. Ji doesn't like to eat very much, so there is no place for me to use my skills. Fortunately, you like to eat. If you like it, I can make it anytime in the future.

For you to eat."

"Thank you, Sister Cui."

"You're welcome, just take a nap after eating. If you can't sleep, you can just lie down. You must be tired today."

"I want to...sleep next to him." The little girl whispered, blushing heavily.

Just like when he slept next to her when she was hospitalized, he did nothing but accompany her.

This kind of companionship is not mixed with a trace of distracting thoughts, it is a deep affection that melts in time.

Sister Cui obviously took a long time to react, and she smiled: "Okay."

Qiao Muyuan lowered his head to eat, his face still red.

"Ms. Qiao, you just came back from China. Are you still celebrating the New Year at home?"

"Yeah, but it's okay."

"Do your parents know you're back in New York?"

"They don't care about me. I'm an adult already."

Sister Cui asked the little girl some questions about her family, but she seemed to be unable to find out anything, but she saw that she had good food and clothing. Is it because the family conditions are good or is Mr. Ji raising her?

After eating taro and rock sugar milk balls, Qiao Muyuan felt warm all over and was no longer cold at all.

While chatting with Sister Cui, she packed her suitcase.
Chapter completed!