Seeing his son’s actions, Mo Boyuan blinked and looked over.
Jiang Tingxu softened when she saw the man’s eyes turn red from the stimulation of the onion.
Their eyes met. Although Jiang Tingxu was wearing a white coat and a medical mask, their son could recognize her at a glance. So did Mo Boyuan.
Jiang Tingxu was holding a small medical box in her hand as she stepped into the room.
“I need to take your temperature. Sorry to disturb you.”
Before Mo Boyuan could say anything, the little boy had already run up to her.
“Not at all. Pretty lady, you’re very welcome to our home.”
Tsk! Tsk!
Look at how smart he is.
Jiang Tingxu resisted the urge to touch her son’s head.
After entering the house, she glanced around. When she saw the situation in the house, her facial muscles twitched uncontrollably. Luckily, she was wearing a mask.
She really wanted to laugh.
This was probably the first time the father and son had lived in such a place, right?
Indeed, Mo Boyuan had never looked so miserable in the past thirty years.
Mo Boyuan stopped working on the ingredients. He tried his best to keep his eyes open and prevent tears from flowing out.
Shedding tears in front of his dear wife was absolutely unacceptable!
Jiang Tingxu held back her laughter as she took out the temperature gun from the medical box.
“Little boy, please give me your hand.”
When the boy extended his hand, she scanned the temperature gun over the child’s wrist.
“36 degrees. The temperature is normal. How are you feeling?”
The little boy shook his head.
“I’m fine.”
From an angle that the surveillance camera could not see, Jiang Tingxu pinched her son’s little hand.
“Well, that’s good. If you’re feeling not well, come and see me.”
“Okay!”
The little guy decided that he would pretend to be be unwell tomorrow.
After taking his son’s temperature, Jiang Tingxu turned toward the man.
“Mr. Mo, I’ll take your temperature.”
Her tone was as serious as it could be. No one would be able to tell the difference.
After hearing the official greeting of Mr. Mo, Mo Boyuan gritted his teeth and reached out his hand.
However, his eyes were staring dangerously at the woman in front of him.
Jiang Tingxu was not in a good mood. She took the opportunity to pinch the back of the man’s hand. Her meaning was very clear: behave yourself!
Heh.
Behave myself?
How was that possible?
You delivered yourself to my door!
There was only one camera in the house, and all the cameramen were in the courtyard. Therefore, Mo Boyuan got bold and grabbed the woman’s waist.
Jiang Tingxu was so startled that her heart almost stopped. Her eyes kept shooting daggers at the man.
She had come over to check up on them, but this man…
As expected, she shouldn’t have been so kind.
“Honey, I don’t know how to cook. What should I do?”
Hearing the man’s deep voice, Jiang Tingxu had goosebumps all over her body.
“The surveillance camera is running. I can’t help you,” she replied.
But the man refused to let it go.
“Will to let your man and your son go hungry?”
She didn’t care about him but she wouldn’t bare to see their son go hungry.
Jiang Tingxu sighed silently. She had known this would happen if she came.
“I’ll write down the cooking procedure for you.”
The man immediately smiled. The hand that held his wife’s waist loosened.
“Okay.”
Jiang Tingxu blushed and hurriedly took two steps back.
“36.3 degrees. Your temperature is normal. How are you feeling?” She asked.
“Not well!”
“Which part?”
“This part!”
Damn!