Mo Xiran also got up and looked at the sea in the distance reluctantly.

Poor, she didn't even get any water.

As if seeing her nostalgia, Zhou Yanxi smiled and came over to hold her arm, "We have to stay here for 5 days, and there is still time."

"Yeah." She nodded and then she started to laugh.

"Go away."

He walked in front with Mo Xiran because Zhou Yanxi had something to say to her.

"Xixi, I'll ask you something." Looking back at Zhou Yanchen who was following behind and taking steady steps, Zhou Yanxi withdrew his gaze and whispered: "You and Achen, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mo Xiran didn't understand why Zhou Yanxi suddenly asked this.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhou Yanxi smiled and said, "It's fine if it's okay. Then you guys, that one, are all good, right?"

"Who is that?" Mo Xiran was puzzled and frowned with a delicate brow, "Sister, what do you want to ask?"

Forget it, I won’t ask anymore, just do it.

Zhou Yanxi gritted her teeth and shook her head: "It's okay, let's go back quickly. Mom and sister-in-law are probably bored."

"Oh." Nodded, Mo Xiran couldn't think of this, so he chose to ignore it.

The hotel arranged a special chef to come and cook dinner for them.

The chef's cooking skills are naturally nothing to say, and the food is so delicious that people can't bite their tongues down.

Zhou Yanchen went to the study after dinner, and he still had some official duties to finish.

Mo Xiran and Wang Ruoqing sat on the sofa and chatted with Mrs. Zhou Changlong and Zhou Changxi.

The only one who disappeared was Zhou Yanxi.

After dinner, she went to the kitchen and said she had something to do with the chef, but she didn't know what was going on.

He said something to the chef quietly. The chef was startled, then nodded and said, "Then will I endure it now?"

"Well, add more ingredients."

"good."

"Don't worry, the money will be calculated separately for you."

"Yes, madam, don't worry, leave it to me."

When Zhou Yanxi came out of the kitchen and in the living room, Zhou Changxi had just told a joke, which made Old Mrs. Zhou laugh from ear to ear.

Seeing his daughter, the old lady waved and said, "What have you done?"

After walking over, Zhou Yanxi sat next to Mo Xiran and replied, "It's nothing, I asked the chef to make some soup for Xixi and Achen."

"Okay, why do you think of making soup?"

Zhou Yanxi smiled even deeper, "It's nothing to replenish their bodies."

"Thank you sister." Mo Xiran said.

Zhou Yanxi touched her face, "Be good."

Zhou Yanchen handled the official business well, turned off the laptop, got up and left the study.

The living room was quiet, and everyone was probably asleep.

Clamping his eyebrows, he pushed open the bedroom door.

Mo Xiran was holding a bowl of hot soup and drinking it "sucked" when she saw him in, she immediately said, "Sister has made the soup, do you want to drink it?"

She held the bowl, her big eyes blinked, and the light gently hit her cheeks, and her body was filled with a layer of warmth.

Zhou Yanchen didn't want to drink it, but he nodded in a silly way.

After closing the door and entering, he walked to the sofa and sat down.

Mo Xiran brought him a bowl of soup and smiled and said, "It's really delicious."

Zhou Yanchen took the bowl and his eyebrows closed.

Why does this taste weird?

"What kind of soup is this?" he asked with his phoenix eyes raised.

Mo Xiran was stopped by him, stunned for a moment, and shook his head: "I don't know what kind of soup it is. My sister sent it to us and asked us to drink it while it's hot. I think it's just a normal soup."

Seeing that he didn't drink, Mo Xiran pouted: "It's really delicious, don't you drink it?"

He glanced at her, and he took the spoon and drank the soup slowly.

Soon, I saw the bottom of the bowl and put it on the coffee table. Zhou Yanchen got up and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Mo Xiran finished drinking her own soup, and seeing that there was still a small half left in the soup cup, it was a waste. Although she was already overwhelmed, she still drank all the remaining soup.

Touching her bulging belly, she nestled on the sofa, [New     ] narrowed her eyes lazily.

I feel very hot when taking a shower.

Zhou Yanchen looked at the water temperature, frowned and lowered the temperature a little, almost like taking a cold shower.

He came out of the bathroom with his hair wiped and was caught on the sofa...

Mo Xiran was lying horizontally, with a slight sweat on her forehead, and she frowned, as if she was feeling uncomfortable.

Zhou Yanchen came over.

Standing by the sofa and looking at her, he bent over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Hot, I'm hot..." The little hand kept swearing in the direction of his face, and Mo Xiran said, "It's so hot!"

"hot?"

Speaking of which, he is a little hot.

When I saw her, the temperature that had just disappeared, I didn't know why I came up again.

After taking the remote control, Zhou Yanchen lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a little.

Looking back, he asked, "What about now? Is it still hot?"

"Hot!" Mo Xiran nodded impatiently, "Change the air conditioner temperature lower."

"It's adjusted." Zhou Yanchen shook the remote control, "It won't be hot after a while."

"Oh! No! I'm so hot!" Mo Xiran said, and suddenly stood up and rushed to the bathroom.

She scooped up the cold water and threw herself on her face. She looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned.

Is this her?

The rosy little face and the cherry lips are covered with thin powder. What's even more terrifying is that the eyes...

She slapped her cheek twice, and she came out of the bathroom and headed straight to the floor-to-ceiling window.

She opened the floor-to-ceiling window and closed her eyes and let the sea breeze swell.

"You're crazy!"

Zhou Yanchen frowned and strode over, holding her arm with one hand and pulling it back, and pulling it up to the floor-to-ceiling window with the other hand.

"Are you afraid of catching a cold when you have a blow?" He scolded and looked at her.

Mo Xiran pouted in aggrieved voice, her eyes were full of water, "But I'm really hot."

"Then you can't blow the wind." He bent his fingers and flicked her forehead.

"hiss."

She gasped and shook her whole body as his hand landed on her forehead.

"You..." Zhou Yanchen was stunned.

The eyes were facing each other, as if something was circulating between them.

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, and Zhou Yanchen gritted his teeth and paused word by word: "You just said that the soup was sent by Zhou Yanxi?"

"yes."

After letting go of Mo Xiran, Zhou Yanchen turned around and walked towards the big bed, took his cell phone from above, and called Zhou Yanxi's phone number.

After a long time, Zhou Yanxi's lazy voice came: "What's the matter?"

"What kind of soup did you send?" Zhou Yanchen asked sternly.

"That." Zhou Yanxi laughed softly and said softly: "Is it just a normal soup?"

"You say it again!"

"Oh, no, I added some ingredients to it. Don't worry, it's either a bad thing or a special supplement."

"Damn it!" With a low curse, Zhou Yanchen yelled at his phone: "You did a good thing!"

"Okay, enjoy it." Zhou Yanxi finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Zhou Yanchen threw his cell phone on the bed.
To be continued...