Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 189 The Extraordinary Jiang Erye and His Sharp Heart (42)

He bent down, held a pot of flowers in his arms, and handed it to Shen Ci'en.

"Just smell it like this, don't bother."

Shen Ci'en looked at him with a smile between his brows, without moving.

"Don't like this basin?"

Jiang Yan put down the flowers with a cold face, and asked her impatiently, "Which one do you want?"

Shen Ci'en looked at him with a smile for a while, watching this man who would not even bow his head in front of outsiders bent down and held flowers for him time and time again.

She took a step forward, threw herself into his arms, put her face against his body and sniffed vigorously.

"Jiang Meiren, what did you spray on your body, why is it so fragrant? It smells better than the flowers in this room."

These flowers look no different from ordinary pink roses, but Jiang Zhuo actually transported them by air overnight in pots from other countries.

Fearing that the rough handling by his subordinates would hurt the hard-won flowers, or wake up the sleeping Shen Ci'en, he carried another pot of pots into the living room by himself, and now his body was already covered with rose pollen. , how could it not be fragrant?

But it is impossible for Jiang Zhuo to tell Shen Cien about this kind of thing.

He would just push people away with a stinky face, and said in a disgusted tone, "Don't come to recruit me."

Ever since he knew that Shen Ci'en was in poor health, he hadn't touched her again, so although the two had obtained the certificate, their relationship was actually purer than before.

Shen Ci'en froze for a moment, pondered over the meaning of his four words, and suddenly laughed, laughing so hard that he couldn't help himself.

Jiang Zhuo looked at her with a dark face, and suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, kissed her vigorously for a while, and after letting her go, he gasped next to her ear, calming down his restlessness.

"Shen Ci'en, don't you hate me very much? If that's the case, after you die, I'll go to you after I settle you down, okay?"

He restrained her waist, and hugged the slender place tightly with his hands, preventing her from leaving his side easily.

"When you arrive at another place, you continue to torture me. We have agreed, you wait for me for a while, and I will go down immediately and be your slave and servant, and then pay for my sins, okay?"

Shen Ci'en was so frightened that he frowned and struggled to free himself from his arms.

"Jiang Zhuo, don't think about it!" She frowned and said coldly: "I hope you live well, live to suffer pain, live, and suffer all the time. This is what I want to see, the biggest torture for you!"

Jiang Zhuo held her hand and held it tightly in his own. He had clearly grasped her, but he could still feel powerlessly that he was losing.

He gave a wry smile.

"Shen Ci'en, I have said some things many times, but I still want to say it again, you are so cruel, you..."

Shen Ci'en stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and kissed his lips actively.

There were also cold water stains, along his cheeks, and slid into her lips and teeth.

It's strange, in her memory, Jiang Zhuo has never been a man who loves to cry.

Even if she was pushed to the limit by life, she never saw him cry.

But right now, in the short period of time when he learned of her illness, he has cried many times.

When the two separated, Jiang Zhuo's eyes were filled with bitterness.

"Shen Ci'en, what was that just now? Is it your compensation for me?"

Shen Ci'en looked at him suspiciously, with no emotion in his eyes.

"Only those who have been hurt can use the word compensation, Jiang Zhuo, do you think I'm hurting you?"

Jiang Zhuo smiled wryly.

"Aren't you?"

Shen Ci'en didn't speak, she just felt that Jiang Zhuo's life had just begun, he was at his best age, when he was at his most vigorous, and he did have everything that many people pursued in their entire lives.

She doesn't want him to do stupid things that he shouldn't do because of her.

In the evening, while Jiang Zhuo was taking a bath in the bathroom, she took two more pills that Dr. Song gave her, and then when Jiang Zhuo returned to the quilt in a bathrobe, she took the initiative to lean over and rub him.

"Jiang Meiren, you smell so good."

Jiang Zhuo pushed her away with a cold face: "Be honest."

Shen Ci'en took his hand and stroked it lightly, with regretful eyes.

"Jiang Meiren, do you feel that there is something missing between us?"

Jiang Zhuo let her hold his hand, and said indifferently, "What's missing?"

He thought that the relationship between the two of them had reached this point, and Shen Ci'en would talk about whether he loved or not.

Shen Ci'en didn't play cards according to the routine, and stroked his ring finger with his tender fingers.

"A ring."

She rolled her eyes, looked at him reproachfully, and said, "Jiang Zhuo, even if you've never been married, you should have watched TV. Which couple only got a marriage certificate without even a ring?"

Jiang Zhuo really didn't understand these things, but now that he understood, he tried to tuck Shen Ci'en, who kept approaching him, back under the quilt.

"I'll buy it for you tomorrow, can I buy it for you?"

After realizing that Shen Ci'en was approaching him again, he frowned, with a helpless tone.

"Miss Shen, I beg you, don't make trouble."

Shen Ci'en, however, became more frustrated and courageous, staring at his helpless appearance for two seconds, then suddenly approached, and kissed him hard on the side.

"Shen Ci'en!" Jiang Zhuo got angry, sat up suddenly, and looked at her coldly: "What exactly do you want?"

Shen Ci'en looked at him with seductive eyes, parted his red lips lightly, and uttered two words.

It is rare to get married once, although she is reluctant, but this is probably the only time in her life, she does not want to leave any regrets of being a widow all the time.

Jiang Zhuo was taken aback by her two words, then hastily turned his face away, and stopped looking at her, but his ears were slightly reddish.

"Impossible, don't even think about it!"

Shen Ci'en knew what he was worried about, she stroked his heart softly with her hands, and gently drew a heart-shaped pattern.

The tone was soft, with all kinds of temptations: "Jiang Zhuo, I asked the doctor, as long as you are gentle, it will be fine."

Jiang Zhuo couldn't believe that she would really ask the doctor about that kind of thing, and while he was helpless, his tone was a bit bitter.

"Shen Ci'en, are you pitying me?"

Shen Ci'en kicked him unhappy.

"Five years have passed, but your personality hasn't changed at all. It's still the same as before. It's boring."

Jiang Yan's complexion changed, and he suddenly grabbed her into his arms, preventing her from continuing to say those words that made him sad.

Probably because of her heart problem, Jiang Zhuo was really gentle this time, so gentle that Shen Cien felt like crying in a trance.

The next day was cloudy and rainy, the autumn rain was cold and cold, Jiang Zhuo didn't want to go out at first, but Shen Ci'en insisted on asking for the ring.

He had no choice but to go out and put a sweater on her, and then a woolen coat. In the end, he made a woolen hat out of nowhere and put it on her head.

Shen Ci'en felt that he was wrapped like a rice dumpling, but he was still simple, wearing sweater and jeans, relaxed, like a boy.

Oh, she forgot, he is really young.

She is two years older than him.

To die so many years earlier than him.

No, she is going to die, what ring do she need?
Life does not bring what death does not take, and I don't know what she was still obsessed with before.

Shen Ci'en began to feel melancholy, lying limply in the car, looking out of the car, when passing by a shop, she suddenly spoke and called out to Jiang Zhuo.

"parking."

(End of this chapter)