0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

Regardless of whether he was still wet or not, she threw herself on him crying and laughing, and hugged his neck tightly: "Woooooo... I thought you were blown away by the typhoon..."

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses, stretched out his arms and hugged her closely, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed: "I'm fine, the rain is too heavy, and the car drives slowly."

She responded to him with a series of sobs.

"I'm fine, look at you, your clothes are all wet. Change your clothes first, I'll take the oyster omelette and fish ball soup to the microwave." He reached out to pull her down, but found that she was hugging her tightly, so he had to bend down He picked her up and placed her on the bed, "But it might not taste good."

She sniffed and looked at Lan Yanshu fixedly, making sure he was fine before letting go. "Um."[

Lan Yanshu put the food in the microwave, and he carried his clothes into the bathroom. When he came out, the food in the microwave was just ready to be baked.

He brought the food in front of her who was in a daze, and habitually scooped up a tablespoon of food and handed it over. Suddenly, he froze in mid-air as if remembering something, took it back, and handed the bowl instead. "While it's hot, it's not good when it's cold."

"Yeah." She took it silently, and ate it in small mouthfuls, regretting the act of crying and laughing impulsively hugging him just now.

There was the sound of crackling wind and rain outside the window, and there was silence in the ward, and the embarrassing factor was expanding at an invisible speed, filling the whole room.