shock!Husband in vegetable state drilled into my arms in the middle of the night

Chapter 170 Because of his broken waist

Shi Shang is also refreshing.

For the sake of the breakfast he made this morning.

When Shi Shang entered the kitchen, Huo Wenting went upstairs.

Shi Shang still stir-fried three dishes, but tonight he cooked an extra soup, spending more thought and time than last night.

The dinner was on the table, but Huo Wenting was not in the living room, so Shi Shang went upstairs to find him.

There was no one else in the bedroom.

Where did this go?

Shi Shang pushed open the door of the cloakroom, and happened to see Huo Wenting wearing the short sleeves on his body.

The strong white waist swayed in front of her, and the sexy masculinity made her feel confused.

Shi Shang's hands froze, and his voice was so tense that he didn't realize it, "You are here, you can eat now."

After Shi Shang finished speaking, he turned around and left, his pace was a little hurried, as if he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

That felt weird.

Earlier she touched everything she should have touched, not just looking, but now she was disturbed because of his waist.

Somewhat ridiculous.

Shi Shang raised his hand and rubbed his ears.

Huo Wenting squinted his eyes at the people who fled in a hurry, and followed him out of the cloakroom unhurriedly, "Shishang."

Shi Shang turned around, "What?"

She paused for a while, and Huo Wenting stepped to her side, and the two walked down the spiral staircase.

Seeing that he was silent, Shi Shang had doubts in his eyes, "What do you want me to do?"

Huo Wenting didn't change his expression, "What can I do."

Shi Shang felt angry, "Then you call me by my name again."

Huo Wenting pulled his lips, and said with a smile, "Are you stupid or not."

Shishang, "..."

To put it bluntly, he is stupid, can he speak?
Huo Wenting looked at the different dishes on the table from last night and an extra soup, "The cooking skills are quite good."

Shishang Shengtang paused, "Are you praising me?"

Huo Wenting's voice was neutral, "You can think so."

Shi Shang could be sure that he was just saying it casually, that it was not true at all, so she responded coldly, "But I don't think so."

Huo Wenting seemed to smile, "Whatever you think."

Then there was nothing to say.

The two ate quietly.

After dinner, Shi Shang packed up the tableware and went to help Mr. Huo water the flowers.

She left the greenhouse after being bitten a few times by mosquitoes.

Huo Wenting was not in the room, and the sound of water echoed in the bathroom, Shi Shang took his pajamas and went to the guest room to take a shower.

When I returned to the master bedroom, I saw Huo Wenting holding a laptop and processing work.

Shi Shang put the changed clothes in the laundry basket and waited for the servants to take them to wash. Seeing that Huo Wenting's eyebrows were serious, Shi Shang pursed his lips and said, "You haven't finished your work yet, so why do you leave early today?"

Huo Wenting looked up at her, then turned his gaze to the computer, "Processing the email."

The blue light from the computer illuminated his face, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners had a cool tone, unattainable.

"Oh."

Shi Shang took out the quilt and spread it on the floor.

Huo Wenting looked away from the computer, but didn't say anything when he saw the situation, and put down the computer after processing the email.

When Shi Shang saw that he had finished his work, he turned up the volume on his phone.

Huo Wenting squatted down next to her, with long hair on the pillow, a clean and beautiful face with immaturity, from the eyebrows to the small cherry mouth, which can be regarded as a template for plastic surgery, exquisite and compelling, and looks softer without makeup.

He opened his lips, "Why don't you go to the guest room to sleep?"

Shi Shang met his brown eyes, and she also wanted to know about her almost slavish behavior, "You asked a good question."

Huo Wenting's eyes were filled with interest, "Like sleeping on the ground?"

Listen, is this human?

Shi Shang rolled his eyes, turned around, and turned the back of his head to him, not wanting to speak.

His scalp was slightly pulled, Shi Shang turned to stare at him, "What are you doing?"

Huo Wenting looked quite leisurely, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"ill."

"Time merchant."

Just two words.

A sign of anger.

The hair was pulled again.

Shi Shangfan pulled his hair out of his hands, "I didn't mention you, I meant that I was sick and liked to sleep on the ground, is that all right? Are you satisfied?"

Huo Wenting withdrew his hand, with a half-smile, "Then you are quite interesting."

Shi Shang suppressed his anger, "Go back to your bed, don't be an eyesore here, and disturb me playing with my phone."

Huo Wenting looked down, and she was lying on her side just in time to see the mosquito-bitten bump on her calf.

The few red bumps on the fair skin affected the beauty a bit.

Huo Wenting took a stick of ointment and threw it on her bedding, "Wipe it on."

Shi Shang picked up the ointment and looked at it, "What is this?"

Huo Wenting pointed to her legs.

When Shi Shang noticed those bags, it wasn't really a big deal, she didn't feel itchy anymore, but Huo Wenting could find some ointment for her, so she couldn't let him down, he suddenly became human.

Shi Shang sat up, squeezed out the ointment and gently spread it on the mosquito bag.

A refreshing taste spreads.

The cell phone rang suddenly.

Huo Wenting picked up the phone and paused with his fingertips, the ring was still ringing.

Shi Shang wondered, "Who's calling, why didn't you answer it?"

Huo Wenting's eyes deepened, "You let me pick it up?"

Shi Shang had a strange look in his eyes, "Call you and ask me, is it from your aunt?"

"No."

Shishang didn't think so either.

Otherwise he wouldn't have reacted that way.

Huo Wenting picked up the phone and said without emotion, "Mr. Mo."

Shi Shang paused when he applied the medicine, and Mo Tingting's bright facial features came into his mind.

At night, a woman's phone call.

Shi Shang has no right to say anything, so he screwed on the ointment cap and walked into the bathroom.

Passing Huo Wenting's side, I heard Mo Tingting's voice coming from the phone, "Wen Ting, I drank a little too much, can you come and pick me up?"

Drunken voice.

Gee.

woman.

Still a drunk woman.

Get drunk for love.

Princess Huo should feel distressed after seeing it.

Shi Shang walked into the bathroom without squinting, and closed the door.

Huo Wenting walked to the balcony, the voice that melted into the wind was indifferent, "You can call a driver."

Mo Tingting smiled slightly, with an unspeakable charm and a heartbreaking tone, "Wen Ting, we are friends after all, or do you not even recognize me as a friend?"

Are you so ruthless?
It's very uncomfortable.

Mo Tingting's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone while she was drunk, and she asked, "Do you hate me?"

Huo Wenting's voice was ethereal, so light that it was an understatement, "You are serious about what you said."

Mo Tingting drank too much, but still understood the meaning of his words, her heart felt bitter, "Then as a friend, why don't you pick me up, even if we are not friends, we are also partners."

Mo Tingting lowered her head for the first time.

And such bowing her head is obviously inconsistent with her previous character.

"Is it okay, Wen Ting?"

"Wen Ting, I'll wait for you."

Huo Wenting turned around and leaned against the balcony railing, looked at Shi Shang's slender figure coming out of the bathroom, and turned back there, "Where are you, I'll pick you up."

Mo Tingting reported an address.

(End of this chapter)