Vol 4 Chapter 531: Anthony and Little Seven 9

In the middle of the night, she slept soundly and woke up at noon the next day. Mr. Chur and Mrs. Chur were already out.
Anthony measured the temperature for her. Her fever fell a little, but her temperature was still higher than normal. He confessed to it last night, and she refused, but he seemed to be alright, and his attitude towards her was the same as before. One is not easy to say anything, and there is a mutual understanding when nothing happened last night.
She was sleepy and not hungry. Anthony prepared a lunch for her. It was very light. She couldn't eat it. She slept for a while, and woke up in the afternoon.
In the hall, Anthony was studying the recipe. When he came over at eleven, he hurried to come and see.
"Little Seven, what do you like to eat, I'll make it for you." Anthony said, "If you are sick, you need to eat more to replenish your strength. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
Eleven look at the cookbook, Mrs. Chur, some of the dishes have no ingredients at all.
"Do you eat grilled fish? There should be a lot of fresh fish under the glaciers in front." Anthony asked with interest.
"Grilled fish?" Eleven thought, shaking his head softly, "I can't eat spicy food."
"It's not that kind. We grab it back and simply bake it." Anthony paused, and there was a nostalgic look. "Before, someone made it for me. It's delicious. Do you want to eat it?"
"The river is frozen, now it takes a lot of effort to catch the fish, forget it."
"Isn't it easy to catch?" Anthony was at a loss, seeming puzzled. He gave him a blank look. "So you don't know how to catch it, then it also says that you must be unable to catch it like a novice, don't go frozen Now."
Anthony suddenly became silent, regretted his expression, and turned the pages of the recipe at will, asking casually, "How are you doing this expression?"
"It used to be icy and snowy, the river was frozen, but some people still grilled fish for me. I always thought it was easy." No wonder her hands were frozen and swollen and scary, and he felt hurt when he touched it. Very serious, she just casually said that it was like this in winter, he knew nothing, and enjoyed the food she got with peace of mind.
Really...
Eleven flipped the book with a hand and looked at him in surprise, "Who?"
"A very important person."
"Oh!" Eleven didn't ask any more, her belly was really not hungry. She looked at the recent weather forecast. It had been a heavy snowstorm for the past few days, and it would not slow down until five days. It seems that she has to stay here for a long time. Time.
During this time, there was not much to watch. Eleven was so sleepy, but he couldn’t fall asleep. He reclined on the sofa. Anthony was afraid of her being bored and kept talking to her. The two of them did it for a while, and Anthony forced to order Eleven. take a break.
She didn't sleep well, and she didn't want to go. She kept rolling black clouds on her and Yan Yue's faces, as if she was not going to rest.
"I'm hungry."
Anthony smirked, "What do you want to eat, I will make it for you."
"Do you know?"
"Simple I will." Anthony said, as long as she has an appetite to eat, he will not be hard to do anything. The gentleman is far from talking, and cooking for his beloved woman is justified.
"I want to eat dumplings, will you?"
"Dumplings?" Anthony paused.
Eleven said faintly, "It won't matter."
"No, I will!" Anthony looked up, confident.
Eleven eyebrows, wait and see.
He entered the kitchen. Mrs. Chur and Mr. Chur usually eat pasta. Mrs. Chur prefers to make their own noodles. There is a lot of flour at home. Anthony thinks about the shape of dumplings and looks at a bag of flour.
The dumplings and flour in the impression are very different, and the big words have been released, but he will not make them, what should I do?
Eleven read the newspaper in the living room, and occasionally raised her eyes to see Anthony staring at a sack of flour. She couldn't help but chuckle. There were still things he wouldn't do. Appreciate enough of his expression. Eleven put down the newspaper and walked over.
"Anthony, will it?"
Anthony's delicate facial features are all together, his expression a little frustrated, and he extends his hands covered with flour very innocently, "It seems... no."
"Don't talk about it if you don't know it." Eleven threw a smile, "I'll come."
"Don't, you're sick." Anthony stopped her and gave him a glance. She had a fever and wasn't crippled. She didn't have the strength to make a dumpling.
"Do you really want to eat dumplings?"
"Ok."
"Well, Xiaoqi, you teach me carefully, and I will make it for you later." Anthony said seriously, his eyes sincere.
Eleven side by side and side, casually said, "You and I don't know where in the future, how do you do it for me."
Anthony's eyes suddenly fell. He looked deeply at her quiet side, always calm, seeming to say something, but finally refrained from saying anything, but instead asked her how to face, how much water to put, strength How to handle it.
The atmosphere is very warm, the two are busy in the kitchen, Anthony can cook, but he won't make dumplings, it is inevitable cumbersome, make the ground is flour, eleven let her mix the stuffing, Anthony did well.
The two wrapped two plates of dumplings, one for eleven bags, one for Anthony, one plate was exquisite, the water chestnuts were distinct, and one plate was... distinctive. Anthony retorted, "Do it a few more times, and I can do as beautiful as you."
Eleven perfunctory, nodded again and again, but could not hide the smile in the corner of lips.
Anthony refused to accept it for a while. His flour-coated hands wiped Eleven's face. Eleven didn't have time to avoid it. He wiped his face, glared, and picked up the spatula and hit him.
After a while, he left the kitchen and rested on the sofa at eleven, leaving Anthony with the rest.
Anthony was cooking while making dumplings while watching her reading the newspaper. He seemed to feel better, and he was slightly relieved. Suddenly heard a ringing of cell phone ringing...
"Xiaoqi, you come to see the fire, I'll answer the phone."
"it is good!"
Eleven into the kitchen, Anthony entered his room, looked at the phone number, and picked it up, his voice was very majestic, "What's the matter?"
"Boss, the mountain road is closed. We specifically tell you that if you want to go down, you can go down immediately."
Anthony paused and looked out of the door. The sky-blue eyes were deep and silent.
"Boss, Boss, are you still..." The people over there saw him for a long time, saying that the signal was not good, and shouted several times.
Anthony said, "The road is blocked!"
"Boss, isn't it? You called us at three in the middle of the night to clear the mountain road immediately, and now I'm blocked again. Boss, boss, don't wait for this kind of fun..." The wolf cried and howled over there, "Why Ah, why, boss, I haven't slept all night, and finally the mountain road just got through. I immediately called you to inform you, you even told me to block... what kind of world is this...
Anthony took the phone a few centimeters away from his ear and waited for the people over there to cry, before he coldly ordered, not to beg his beak, "Clog the mountain road, immediately, immediately!"
Last night, he burned terribly, took medicine, and burned very badly in the middle of the night. He measured her temperature almost 40. Anthony was terrified. Knowing that she was special, she was afraid of any accidents. After clearing, I originally planned to take her down the mountain to the hospital for examination. Who would have expected that her high fever has gone away, except for her uncomfortable body, it is no longer a problem, as long as she rests well, it is not necessary to go down the mountain.
He was very attached to this day, and the blizzard had to stop for several days. During this time, he wanted to be with her... not to be disturbed by common things. He was too eager for such an opportunity, and he would not let it go.
Returning to their respective worlds, I am afraid...Bing Rong and Rong met, such a warmth, there will be no more, he will not give up.
"Boss, for my hard work, you raise your hand high, don't toss my old man, woo..."
"Shut up!" Anthony sternly shouted. "The mountain road was sealed immediately. Without my permission, it was kept sealed. Don't let it go."
"Boss, what do you mean you want to do? You have been on it for many days, can it be impossible for a fairy to fall down?"
"none of your business?"
"If you don't come back, I'm very tired, woo..."
Anthony, "..."
"Huh... Boss, in a few days the wind and snow will stop for two days. Since someone wants to clear the mountain road, you..."
"It's blocked, it's not allowed to pass," Anthony said with a deep voice. "If you can't do it, you will die if I go back."
"Boss, you are so cruel!" The man over there paused and said, "Boss, there is one more thing to report. Miss Meng has been looking for you very frequently recently."
"Follow her."
"Also, she seems to be in contact with the Russian agents again. May I ask the boss, what are the instructions?"
"Follow her."
"..."
"Any thing else?"
"I want processing funds."
Anthony, "...go to the second child."
"Dare not!"
"That's your business." Anthony snorted. He thought for a while. "Yes, you think of a way to block the mountain road, but when I let you clear the mountain road, you must do it in two or three hours."
In order to avoid the recurrence of Eleven's disease, her disease is always menacing, even if she is not afraid of 10,000.
"Boss, I tell you something seriously."
"Say!"
"I'm going to resign!"
Anthony, "..."