The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 821 Flirting and Cursing 1

The next day, Qiao Anhao woke up very early, but Lu Yicheng insisted on letting her lie down on the bed, and finally Xiao Linger also came to persuade her, so she could only lie down on the bed due to her inconvenient legs.

She looked at the chicken soup specially stewed for her in front of her, as well as some food, and sighed.

"Lu Yisheng, I don't want to eat. I have no appetite at all, okay?" She didn't feel hungry at all, and looking at the food, she didn't have the slightest appetite.

Lu Yicheng looked at the rich chicken soup, frowned slightly, and said, "Hey, your body needs nourishment."

"But I really can't drink it!"

Qiao Anhao just didn't have any appetite, she looked sleepy when she saw the food, and there was no light in her eyes, but she didn't look like anything, but she just didn't want to eat.

Xiao Ling'er also climbed onto the bed, picked up the chicken soup and blew it gently to Qiao Anhao's mouth.

"Mom, you have to be good. Then your body will get better soon." Xiao Ling'er is still carrying her schoolbag, because she has to go to school today.

Holding the chicken soup in that small hand, a big smile was raised on a tender and delicate face, and a pair of deep blue eyes poured out of the same mold as Lu Yicheng were full of concern.

She behaved very well and wanted Joan to take good care of herself.

Qiao An looked at the bowl of chicken soup. Although she had no appetite at all, she still took the bowl, forced herself to drink it, and then handed the bowl to Xiao Ling'er.

Only then did Xiao Ling'er put the bowl away in peace, and she told her, "Mom, take good care of yourself at home, and Xiao Ling'er will go to school first. Come back in the afternoon, and Ling'er will accompany mother again."

"Go ahead and be good at school."

Qiao Anhao waved to Xiao Ling'er, and watched her leave the room and go downstairs.

After Xiao Ling'er left, Qiao Anhao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lu Yicheng at the side, and lowered her tone, "When are you going to send Xiao Ling'er to my dad?"

"Just for a while."

Now that he has planned to send Xiao Ling'er there, Lu Yisheng will naturally take care of the matter.

But Qiao Anhao felt empty-hearted. Ever since she came out, Ling'er had never been separated from her, but this time, she wanted to send Xiao Ling'er to training.

She stretched out her hand and said, "Give me your phone, and I'll call Dad."

Lu Yisheng handed the phone to Qiao Anhao, and just as Qiao Anhao was about to call Wen Jue, the old butler came in, and he said to Lu Yisheng, "Master, Young Madam's father is here."

"My dad is here?" Qiao Anhao was obviously a little shocked, she was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed but forgot about her leg injury, so she immediately affected her wound.

Grinning her teeth in pain, she gasped several times, then was pressed down on the bed by Lu Yicheng, and said harshly, "Be careful, have you forgotten about your leg injury?"

He couldn't see Qiao Anhao's carefree appearance, always forgetting himself when doing things.

Qiao Anhao couldn't help shrinking her neck when Lu Yicheng said it, but she didn't feel that she was wrong at all, and retorted, "I just forgot for a while, why are you so fierce?"

"I'm not trying to kill you, I just want you to be careful."

Lu Yicheng looked at Qiao Anhao helplessly, and his tone softened. Qiao Anhao was probably the only one in the world who would say that about him.

Qiao Anhao snorted, stretched out her hands, "carry me downstairs."