The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

When Su Yan opened her eyes, there was already a warm sunset outside the window.

She blinked her eyes and slowly got up after a while. When she got out of the quilt, she realized that her original clothes were gone, and she was only wearing a loose white nightgown, which was made of very comfortable and soft fabric.

She recalled it, she remembered, it seemed that Feng Jue was going to give her medicine, and then...then she fell asleep.

She got up and sat up, sitting on the bed hugging her knees and looking out the window in a daze.

Although she still couldn't make a sound in her throat, the pain was no longer there. It must be that the medicine she drank had a great effect.

Most of the sore and sore pain in the body disappeared. Sure enough, after applying the medicine and sleeping, her whole body felt refreshed and comfortable.

She was hesitating, she didn't know whether to change her clothes and get up, or lie down and continue to sleep, because she had slept for nearly a day, and now she didn't feel much sleepy, but if she didn't sleep, she and Feng Jue were the only ones in the villa.

She might feel uncomfortable.

The door opened suddenly, and Feng Jue appeared at the door wearing simple casual clothes. Seeing her sitting with eyes open, he hurried over.

His hand touched her face, Su Yan subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he didn't seem to feel it, "After sleeping all day, get up and eat, dinner is ready."

Su Yan didn't make any unnecessary movements, nodded, and got off the bed barefoot, went straight to the front of the closet, opened the closet, and took out a set of clothes.

Feng Jue watched her back into the bathroom, and then stood there waiting for her.

This feeling is very strange. He is obviously not a very patient person, but it seems that as long as the person waiting is her, he feels that time is always here without leaving a single point behind.

When Su Yan changed her clothes and came out, she saw Feng Jue standing in the bedroom waiting for her. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that he didn't even change his posture.

When she walked to his side, she suddenly thought of a question, she didn't cook, who did the cooking?

But I soon figured it out, probably the girl named Yi Na did it.

When I went downstairs to the living room, I heard a gentle laughter, "Miss Wen, is she up? Come and eat, I guess you must be hungry. "

Su Yan's footsteps stopped, and she frowned almost reflexively.

Who is that woman in casual attire with a gentle smile, Jian Lan? Didn't she boast that she came from a famous family and graduated from a prestigious school?

How could she be willing to come here to be a cook, she remembered what Shenmu once said, sometimes, the more flexible a woman is, the more scheming she is.

Feng Jue felt the change in her almost immediately, turned around and asked, "Luoluo, what's wrong?"

Su Yan frowned and didn't move, she walked to the table and sat down without saying a word.

Jian Lan seemed very embarrassed, and said softly, "Master Jue, Miss Wen doesn't seem to welcome me very much."

Su Yan pretended not to hear, lowered her head and ate with chopsticks, very quiet, without any expression or reaction.

If she could talk, maybe she would still be interested in bickering with her, but she can't talk, it's better to stay quiet.

She put a chopstick of bamboo shoots into her mouth, before she started chewing, her brows frowned even tighter.

It can't be said that Jian Lan's food is not delicious, she can eat it as soon as she tastes it. Her skills are definitely taught by star chefs.

However, Miss Su has been self-satisfied since high school. Except for the occasional gatherings at her grandmother's house in Suzhou and with Shenmu and the others, she basically seldom ate other people's meals.

In addition, her stomach is considered an authentic Chinese stomach. Jian Lan grew up in the United States, so her skills are naturally a bit worse than hers.

Therefore, when the difference appeared at first glance, she was a little unacceptable. Even if Miss Su was not a lady, she would be a young lady, and her upbringing and manners would not be bad. would be so obvious.

Her expression was indeed a conditioned reflex, and she put it away in the next second.

However, she can see clearly what kind of person Jian Lan is. Feng Jue has been watching her face, frowning for a second, he also saw it.

Master Jue felt that he was wronged, because she always liked to eat Chinese food, although she didn't mind eating Western food occasionally, but now she was sick, so he thought of inviting someone to cook for her.

Shen's mother left long ago, so he told Yi Na to find some authentic Chinese chefs, but Jian Lan didn't know how she knew, and she came to the door automatically and said that she could cook.

But she didn't look happy at all, on the contrary, she didn't seem to like it at all.

Why are women so hard to please?

Jueye has a low EQ, and he doesn't know what it means to be concerned about other people's feelings, so he asked Su Yan, "Luoluo, isn't it delicious?"

Su Yan paused for a moment, then glanced at Jian Lan whose face changed slightly, she really wanted to say that it was not as delicious as her cooking.

Still, she shook her head and continued eating.

It's not easy to be served by someone, so there are so many particulars, it's already very humane for him not to force her to cook with this body.

Su Yan ate very slowly, Jian Lan bit her lip, almost speechless.

Jian Lan held the chopsticks in her hand, with a gentle look on her face, she thought that Yi Na was looking for a chef for Jue Ye because he wanted to eat, but unexpectedly, she came to serve this woman.

It's nothing more than serving her, but she still blatantly dislikes her poor workmanship?

This woman must have done it on purpose.

However, she never thought that Master Jue would be so patient and good-tempered with a woman. She had known him for so many years, but she had never seen him before.

Wen Luo, what on earth is she relying on?

Su Yan's appetite is very small, she put down her chopsticks after eating a bowl of rice, Feng Jue frowned again when she saw it, although Su Yan looks very thin, but her usual appetite is not at all small.

He felt very unhappy to eat such a small amount and stop eating.

"Why eat so little?" He frowned and asked.

Su Yan shook her head, signaling that she couldn't eat anymore.

It was only then that Jian Lan noticed that she hadn't spoken a word from the beginning to the end, so she raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Master Jue, what's wrong with Miss Wen? Why didn't you speak?"

Feng Jue didn't even look at her, "Her throat is injured, so she can't speak for the time being."

No wonder, such a eloquent woman didn't say a word today.

It turned out to be because I couldn't speak.

Jian Lan seemed to have thought of something, "Then what should I do, Master, you must bring your female companion to the resignation party of Commander Aike tonight, Miss Wen seems to be sick..."