The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Chapter 1089 - Aiyo, He’s Born an Actor!

Chapter 1089: Aiyo, He’s Born an Actor!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Tan Bengbeng snapped back to her senses and instantly pushed his head away

Then, she retreated a few steps.

For someone who was always calm, her face uncontrollably turned a shade of rosy pink.

She stared at this man before her who was always not serious at any point in time.

She was really worried that he was not feeling well, but he was just putting on a pretense to tease her.

She had really wanted to leave him alone and simply turn to leave, but the thought that she would be leaving this place and he would be the only one left in this house occurred to her.

If his assistant did not come over in time and if he was really sick, no one would even know if he died.

The thought of this made her instantly stop in her tracks.

“Are you actually feeling sick or not?”

“I was better, but after being glared at you, I feel my head going dizzy and my chest feels tight too. Right, maybe because I ate cold food, my stomach is starting to hurt as well. Aiyo…”

It was as if Qi Yan was acting in a soap opera, and in the blink of an eye, he had one hand on his head and another pressing on his stomach.

It looked as if he was about to die from the pain.

His long and narrow, amorous eyes secretly darted a glance at Tan Bengbeng to see her reaction.

Seeing how she seemed hesitant to come over to check on him, he immediately started to moan even louder.

“Shut up!” Tan Bengbeng frowned and walked over to him to help him.

Her head was hurting from all his complaining.

Shouldn’t men not shed a tear even when they bleed?

He was just feeling some discomfort and he acted as if he was going to die.

He was even weaker than she was.

Tan Bengbeng had never seen a man like him, one who was so pathetic. After yelling at him, she didn’t know what to do with him for a moment.

On the other hand, Qi Yan had successfully rested his head in her arms again. But this time, he was more obedient than before.

He simply clung onto her and did not let go, acting like a sick child who needed some warmth. “I feel horrible…”

“Your fever has subsided, ” Tan Bengbeng reminded him coldly.

To put it simply, he wasn’t even running a fever anymore, so what was he feeling horrible about?

Qi Yan replied, “I didn’t eat the food you made early enough. I feel horrible.”

Tan Bengbeng was taken aback and narrowed her eyes, remarking, “You said the food was worse than that made by the cooking machine.”

“That’s because it had gone cold. If I’d eaten it warm, it would have tasted good.” Qi Yan abruptly changed his stance as if he did not mind hitting himself in the face.

Tan Bengbeng did not say a word and merely lowered her head to look at him. She did not quite understand what his words meant.

Was he saying that he wanted to eat the food she made now?

“I can cook some porridge for you.”

Tan Bengbeng muttered after considering for a moment.

With his current physical condition, porridge was the most suitable food for him to eat.

It wouldn’t hurt his stomach or give him a stomach ache either.

“Then, what about this food?” Qi Yan asked, pointing to the dishes on the table.

Tan Bengbeng responded decisively, “They’ve gone cold and can’t be eaten anymore. I’ll throw them away.”

“No!” Qi Yan stopped her without any hesitation and reached out to grab her hand. “This is the first meal you’ve made for me. If you throw it away, I’ll feel terrible inside.”

“…”

Tan Bengbeng’s hand froze and she looked at him irritatedly.

He was complaining of a stomach ache from eating the food, yet he was also claiming that he’d feel terrible if she threw the food away.

What on earth did he want?

Tan Bengbeng was completely confused as to what the man before him was thinking.

She uttered, “Qi Yan, just cut to the chase.”

This was the first time she used a soothing tone like this to call out his name.

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment before he broke into a grin and muttered, “If you promise to make me another meal, I’ll listen to every word you say.”

“…”

After creating such a ruckus, all he wanted was for her to make another meal for him?

Tan Bengbeng did not think this was anything to fuss about and readily agreed