Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 408
"I think you two are a match made in heaven." Looking at it, Lao Zhan was in a good mood and couldn't help but say.

Song Zhaoyu lowered his eyes shyly, and secretly glanced at Zhan Jincheng, who held Song Zhaoyu's hand without hesitation.

"I think grandpa is right, we are inseparable in this life." Sweet eyes fell on Song Zhaoyu, Song Zhaoyu's cheeks became flushed, and one hand was tightly holding Prime Minister Zhan Jin .

At the dining table with only three people, the atmosphere was pleasant and harmonious, and Song Chaoyu was not so restrained, and his appetite was wide open.

After eating, Zhan Jincheng stood in front of the door and waited for Song Chaoyu. Seeing Song Chaoyu walking towards him, Zhan Jincheng hesitated, but still couldn't say anything. He walked to the car door and opened the passenger's door. Song Chaoyu walked in suspiciously.

Driving the car, Song Chaoyu looked out the window and found that this was not the way to Tang's house, and instantly understood Zhan Jincheng's thoughts.

Zhan Jincheng drove the car, smiled and said: "Zhaoyu, you can follow me home and live, let me take care of you for a few days."

Song Zhaoyu didn't speak, but lowered her head and smiled secretly, she had already seen through Zhan Jincheng's little thoughts.

Arriving at Zhan Jincheng's villa, Song Chaoyu felt a sense of desolation rushing over her face, and she looked around.

"You haven't been here these few days, so I haven't come back." Zhan Jincheng quickly explained, wiped the dust on the table, and smiled happily at Song Chaoyu.

The two met and picked up the cleaning tools, and started to get busy in the villa. Song Chaoyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and wiped the glass. Zhan Jincheng walked into the yard and stood opposite her. He imitated Song Chaoyu's actions. Wherever the hand of the rain went, he followed it.

"Childish." Although Song Chaoyu was complaining, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face, allowing Zhan Jincheng to play mischievously.

The two played while cleaning, Song Zhaoyu didn't feel tired, and finally finished the cleaning work in the villa. Song Zhaoyu sat slumped on the sofa, and Zhan Jincheng immediately ran over to rub Song Zhaoyu's legs and poured another glass Water was placed in front of her.

The two of them were together, time passed quickly, and night had already fallen. The two of them had been tidying up for such a long time, and their physical strength was also exhausted. Soon, Song Chaoyu's stomach began to growl. She touched her stomach, Zhan Jincheng understood.

He walked into the kitchen and began to seriously prepare the meals. He saw Song Chaoyu not far away sitting and watching him. A happy smile appeared on Zhan Jincheng's face. If every day is like this in the future That would be great.

After a while, the prepared dishes were placed on the table. Although the amount of dishes was less than that in Zhan’s old house, Zhan Jincheng’s cooking was exquisite. Song Chaoyu couldn’t bear to mess up the dishes, so he picked up his phone and took a picture After the photo, I started to move my chopsticks.

The two enjoyed the unique sweet time, and Song Chaoyu's mood improved a lot.

After the meal, Zhan Jincheng was lying on the sofa watching TV, but Song Chaoyu walked over and lay down in Zhan Jincheng's arms.Zhan Jincheng's eyes stared at hers affectionately, and couldn't help but put a kiss on her forehead.

Lying in Zhan Jincheng's arms, Song Chaoyu also felt very at ease. Zhan Jincheng watched the TV, her eyes stayed on Zhan Jincheng. At this moment, Song Chaoyu was extremely satisfied, and she couldn't help but go Zhan Jincheng groaned in his arms.

Minutes and seconds passed, Zhan Jincheng stroked Song Chaoyu's head, seeing her eyelids gradually getting heavy, Zhan Jincheng picked up Song Chaoyu and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

Gently put Song Chaoyu on the bed, Zhan Jincheng tidied up and lay down next to Song Zhaoyu, feeling drowsy, and fell asleep within a short time, but Song Chaoyu next to him couldn't fall asleep anyway, She tossed and turned on the bed.

It was very sudden to come here, Song Zhaoyu's medicine was not brought from the Tang's house, and she could only keep her eyes open as she couldn't fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, Song Zhaoyu felt parched, she got up from the bed and was about to go out to find some water to drink, she sneaked out, her steps were slow, and she didn't rush to turn on the lights when she walked out of the bedroom, for fear of waking Zhan Jincheng who was already asleep.

As soon as he reached the corner, Song Chaoyu felt a pain in his toes.

"Ah!" After she couldn't help but yelled, she frowned in pain and supported the wall next to her with one hand.

Hearing the cry, Zhan Jincheng ran out of the bedroom in a hurry, turned on the light, and nervously ran to Song Chaoyu's side.

"Zhaoyu, what's the matter?" His nerves were tense, and he stared worriedly at Song Chaoyu in front of him.

Song Chaoyu shook his head, covered his bumped foot with one hand, the pain eased a bit, and then he fixed his eyes on the furniture in front of him.

She accidentally bumped into the furniture, looked at her feet, and found that there was blood coming out of her toes, but the skin was scratched a little. Song Chaoyu didn't take it seriously, but Zhan Jincheng became nervous, and held her feet distressedly .

Song Chaoyu walked forward slowly on one foot, wanting to go back to the bedroom, but Zhan Jincheng picked her up and put her on the sofa in front of her.

He took out the medicine box and applied medicine to Song Chaoyu, frowning.

"Remember next time, you must be more careful." Zhan Jincheng's tone was reproachful, but there was still a hint of distress.

Song Zhaoyu nodded quickly.

After applying the medicine, Zhan Jincheng carried her back to the bedroom and patted her on the back lightly. Song Zhaoyu felt sleepy and closed his eyes unconsciously.

In Zhan Jincheng's arms, she fell asleep peacefully.This time, Zhan Jincheng waited until Song Chaoyu fell asleep before closing his eyes.

Early in the morning, before Song Chaoyu woke up, Zhan Jincheng was busy downstairs.

After the sound of thunder and bangs spread into the entire villa, Song Chaoyu finally woke up from her sleep. She stretched her waist and felt particularly relaxed in her body.

Seeing that Zhan Jincheng was not there, Song Chaoyu also walked out of the room, looking for Zhan Jincheng's figure.

At this time, she found that all the wooden furniture in the house had disappeared, Song Chaoyu was very puzzled.

The figure of Zhan Jincheng appeared in front of the villa, and Song Chaoyu walked slowly to his side, feeling pain in his feet.

"Why is there no furniture at home?" Song Chaoyu couldn't help asking after rubbing his eyes.

Zhan Jincheng didn't answer, and hugged Song Chaoyu again: "Don't move around for the next two days, and take care of your wounds." He said, and took out the prepared medicine box.

"My injury is nothing, it will recover soon." Sitting on the sofa, Song Chaoyu shook his feet.

With a serious face, Zhan Jincheng wiped the medicine on Song Chaoyu's feet again, and blew gently.He stared at Song Chaoyu with distress: "Does it hurt?"

Song Chaoyu shook his head, Zhan Jincheng said, "I won't let you drink it again in the future."

Only then did Song Chaoyu realize that Zhan Jincheng had changed the furniture because he was afraid of getting hurt again.

(End of this chapter)