Giving Birth to the President

Giving Birth to the President
The Part 77


The man had not averted his eyes, for many years, it was the maids and butlers who served and took care of him.


When Alio was a child, no one but his mother cooked for him.


Most of the women Alio knew, like Miss Scarlett, were spoiled and unable to do homework. Because they were dignified, they were graceful, but they were also very boring.


As Alio thought about it, Olivia came up with a bowl of porridge.


Then, the woman very carefully lifted Alio's head slightly higher with a pillow.


Olivia scooped the porridge, because the porridge was a little hot the woman blew it carefully.


"What's this?" alio asked while looking at the porridge in Olivia's hand.


"Chicken porridge, although not comparable to the fancy soup you used to eat, the porridge I made was also quite good taste," Olivia replied very proudly as she praised her own cooking.


"really?"


"Yes. Whenever Olvi gets in the wind and feels unwell, I always cook this for her. And then the boy gets his energy again after eating it."


Olivia exaggerates too much because after all, porridge is not a panacea.


However, seeing Olivia showing off, Alio said nothing to reprimand her.


Actually, Alio really wanted to try. Just now he had no appetite, but after smelling the aroma of porridge, he became very hungry.


"Wait a minute, let me try first just in case your mouth burns from the heat."


Olivia seemed to mutter to herself and involuntarily licked the porridge on the spoon.


After which, the woman instantly froze for a moment.


What the hell am I doing? I often feed Olvi this way and as a result it becomes a habit!


Then Olivia raised her head and looked at Alio. "I'm sorry, I'm such a habit. Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen to pick up another spoon."


When she said that, Olivia immediately got up from her seat.


The woman turned around and hesitantly looked at Alio. After which, Alio grabbed the hand of Olivia who was holding the spoon and put it in her mouth.


Alio opened his mouth and ate all the porridge on the spoon. Looks like .... the guy doesn't mind at all.


After eating, Alio even left a comment. "It doesn't feel bad."


"You ... Aren't you suffering from mysophobiakan?"


Alio looked calm. "You and I have kissed before. Why do you think that I would care about these trivial things? "


Olivia is embarrassed, Alio talks about that past confidently and sensibly without shame.


However, the next moment Olivia recalled something, then snorted. "Didn't Mr. President forget that trivial thing, why bring it up again?"


"Maybe my memory recovered during the explosion."


What the man said was very indifferent, making Olivia's heart a little sick.


Olivia gave Alio another spoonful of porridge, she could not help but ask. "Do you feel pain?"


The voice was very soft, making Alio's heart beat fast and he raised his head to stare at Olivia.


The sadness in the woman's eyes had not faded and was still lingering in her tender eyes, like her longing for someone, Olivia was so charming.


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