Heart attack

Chapter 51 listen to you

Because of Tang Hongyi's stomach trouble, he urgently added four or five medicine boxes to the medicine box for emergencies.

Holding the medicine box, she sat down on the sofa, and Sheng Yan obediently held out her palm for her to play with.Tang Hongyi's movements were gentle, and the movement of unraveling the gauze was gentle and careful, even the knots on the gauze were tight.

After the gauze was completely removed, Tang Hong could see his palm clearly.

Just like Rihu's palm behind her head that day, it was thick but not thick, her fingers were slender and well-defined, and her bones didn't have long-term writing protrusions, so they were not conspicuous.

There was a long and narrow scar on the back of the hand, from the knuckle of the ring finger to the root of the thumb. The bleeding from the split wound was not serious. Tang Hong also disinfected it and took out a clean gauze.

The gauze was on his hand, and Tang Hong could vaguely see the faded scar. The scar was very shallow, and it should be a little old, and it was about to disappear. The wound was not long, and it was just under the current wound.

Tang Hongyi slid her thumb over, pressed her fingertips on his scar, and suddenly retracted the back of her hand. She immediately reacted and retracted her finger, "Did it hurt you?"

"No." Sheng Yan shook his head.

It doesn't hurt, just a little itchy.

Tang Hong also quickly tidied it up. The way the gauze was wrapped was professional. She raised her eyebrows in satisfaction and begged for praise.

Facing this expression, Sheng Yan was stunned for two seconds at first, and then followed her wishes, "Very good."

"Thank you."

Tang Hong returned to the original place with the medicine box in his arms, went to the kitchen to get something, walked to the table, put the spoon in his hand into the cup, "I will use the spoon to drink water from now on."

"..." No need, Yan Yan wanted to say but didn't dare to say, "I just got burned just now."

Tang Hong nodded humbly, so what? It doesn't prevent you from using a spoon.

feast:"……"

For several hours, Sheng Yan didn't touch the cup of hot water until Tang Hongyi suddenly got hungry and got up to go downstairs to buy breakfast, then he touched the glass secretly.

As soon as he picked it up, Tang Hongyi made a sharp turn with sharp eyes, "What are you doing?"

"……Drink water."

"uh-huh?"

"..."

Sheng Yan pinched the spoon and was forced to put down the cup in his hand. Then Tang Hong also saw a majestic and majestic CEO, watching the spoon take a mouthful of plain water with a touch of despair, and drank it slowly.

It looks kind and pleasing to the eye, but the expression is a little funny.

She covered her smiling face, the phone on her palm was squeezed an inch, and she smiled beautifully, "Is it so?"

"No, to, to." Sheng Yan spat out each word, quite complaining.

Tang Hong also clutched his stomach, almost laughing.

In fact, it's not that funny, but Sheng Yan's expression is too boring. It's the first time he experienced his deflated appearance, and Tang Hong couldn't hold it back anymore. If he held her back, she would become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

"Tang Hongyi."

Tang Hong also stopped smiling immediately, and the temperature of the banquet finally returned to temperature. After completely relaxing the icy breath, she said quietly, "I'm going to buy breakfast, what do you eat?"

Sheng Yan picked up the pen, pinching the pen with his fingers one after the other, "Listen to you."

"it is good."

The hotel's breakfast was too limited. Tang Hongyi looked around and found nothing delicious. He planned to go to the pedestrian street in front of the hotel to buy some local specialties, thinking about her and went out.

The breakfast shops on the pedestrian street lined up the whole street, one by one staggered under the tree branches, and the white smoke from the sausage noodle shop floated past her.

It was the rush hour for work, and Tang Hongyi, who was still thinking about what to buy, was filled with rows of people, and suddenly smelled something.

The scent broke into her nostrils along the route, there was a light scent in it, without the strong essence of miso soup, it was very light, passed from the tip of the nose to her brain, she glanced over, and saw the steamed stuffed bun shop.

(End of this chapter)