Sweet wife is hard to spoil: Husband, I want to return it

Chapter 369 The Upper Beam Is Not Straight And The Lower Beam Is Crooked [1 More]

He didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and asked for it with confidence.

Xia Yan looked at the two of them in surprise, silently did not speak, and quietly watched Shen Ruohuan who was sleeping, her eyes were full of deep worry.

"You carry her to the next room to rest, leave it to Auntie Cleaning, she's coming soon!"

The three of them are habitual uncles. They have basically never done this kind of housework, and they usually leave it to the servants.

So, after Leng Yao made this request, Bai Zehan calmly suggested that he move to the next room.

This is a duplex house.

Everything is missing, the only thing not missing is the room.

"Lead the way!" Leng Yao stood up holding Shen Ruohuan, and followed Bai Zehan to the next room.

Xia Yan did not follow.

Instead, he told Lu Dong to go back and bring their toiletries here.

For the next period of time, I am afraid they will all have to stay here.

As for the other matters, let's postpone it for a while, and wait for Shen Ruohuan's situation to stabilize.

It may be due to physical discomfort that made Shen Ruohuan not sleep well.

Just as Leng Yao was about to pull her arm down, she rubbed her head against him uneasily, muttering, and was about to wake up, so Leng Yao had no choice but to hug her again and pat her gently. back, comforting her.

He hugged her and lay down on the bed together.

There was a wound on his back, and blood seeped out. In order to avoid being overwhelmed, he turned his body slightly on his side, not daring to lie down on his front.

Bai Zehan went to another room to bring the medical kit, cut off the clothes stuck to the wound for him, and carefully treated the wound for him.

"You're badly hurt!"

"kindness!"

"Know it and mess around!"

"She's the most important thing."

"..."

Maybe it was because they hadn't seen each other for too long, or maybe they were afraid of waking Shen Ruohuan up, the two of them exchanged a few words, and they agreed not to speak any more.

The room suddenly fell silent.

When Xia Yan came in after finishing other matters, seeing that none of them spoke, she was slightly taken aback, but a flash of understanding flashed in her eyes.

"Is your phone on silent?"

"?" Leng Yao raised his eyebrows and asked.

"When you just finished the operation, my uncle, aunt and whoever came, I stopped them, and I couldn't see you. They said they would come to you later, and I was afraid that they would call you and wake you up. she!"

Xia Yan's voice was extremely low, but she told him what happened before very clearly.

"You tune it for me."

He held Shen Ruohuan in both hands and couldn't hold the phone, so he could only let Xia Yan replace it.

Xia Yan took out his mobile phone, unlocked it skillfully, and turned it to silent for him, "You sleep with her for a while, and call us if you need something!"

After speaking, he and Bai Zehan walked out of the room together.

Wu Jing tossed and tossed all morning, finally boiled a pot of nutritious soup, carefully put them into a thermos, and planned to take them to the hospital to visit Leng Yao.

Leng Rui, who was reading the newspaper in the living room, glanced at the things in her hand, "You'd better get in touch before going, lest you get turned away again."

"Did you say that about your own son? He learned his bad temper from you!"

Wu Jing glared at him angrily, but obediently took out her mobile phone and called Xia Yan.

I don't know what Xia Yan said there, but her face became more and more ugly, and finally put the heat preservation box in her hand on the table with anger, and after hanging up the phone, I don't know who to call again. Telephone.

But has not spoken.

Seeing her like this, a flash of clarity flashed across her cold and sharp eyes, "Your son has grown up, and now his wings are stiff, and we are old, and we can't control him anymore. You'd better follow him, otherwise, you will be separated." Put you in the cold palace in a matter of minutes, leaving you with nowhere to fire!"

"Did you ever say that about our son? Isn't it normal for him to have a bit of a temper when he's busy all day? Do you still have the nerve to talk about him?"

If you are not happy, you are not happy.

Wu Jing would absolutely not tolerate hearing someone talk about her precious son in such a strange tone.

"He was spoiled by you. Every time I said something to him, it was like killing you. I worked so hard to bring him up. Could it be that he broke the law by saying something?"

If it were normal, Leng Rui would not bother to care about his mess, but today he was shut out, which made him very upset.

"Did you bring him up?" Wu Jing squinted at the grandfather-like coldness on the sofa, "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. You were not as good as our son when you were young! Even if he has There are so many problems, at least he still knows how to love his wife, and he hasn't lost his job, what about you? I'm too embarrassed to talk about you, forget it, I don't bother to talk to you. "

"The benevolence of a woman." Leng Rui snorted coldly, lowered his head and spread out the newspaper in his hand, "You have spoiled my son so much!"

Wu Jing slammed the insulation box in her hand on the table, her eyes were burning, "Leng Rui, you're still in good spirits, aren't you?"

"..."

Seeing her move seriously, Leng Rui glanced at her indifferently, did not speak, and continued to look down at the newspaper in his hand.

Hearing the movement downstairs, Kong Zhiqian came down from upstairs, "Auntie, are you all right?"

Wu Jing withdrew her gaze from Leng Rui, squeezed out a friendly smile on her stiff face, turned her head to look at Kong Zhiqian, "Qianqian, did we disturb you?"

"No, I just woke up, Auntie, are you going to see Yao?" Kong Zhiqian saw the incubator in her hand.

"I wanted to go, but I don't have to go now."

"Don't go?"

"Yes!"

"why?"

"Who knows! He wouldn't let me go, so I didn't bother to go. It happened to save me trouble." Wu Jing went into the kitchen and took out three bowls, poured out the soup, "Since that brat didn't Koufu, then we will drink this soup for him!"

"It seems that we are lucky today."

A stern look flashed across Kong Zhiqian's eyes, and seeing that Wu Jing didn't want to talk too much about Leng Yao, she didn't ask any more questions.

Turning around and walking towards the dining room, when passing the living room, I couldn't help but greeted: "Uncle, come over and taste the soup made by my uncle's mother!"

"Zhiqian, leave him alone, we'll just drink ours!"

Kong Zhiqian pointed at the extra bowl of soup on the table with an innocent face, "Didn't you prepare this extra bowl of soup for uncle?"

"That's because I poured too much, not for him."

Leng Rui tilted his head to watch the movement on their side, saw Kong Zhiqian kept waving at him, put down the newspaper in his hand, and walked over.He sat down at the dining table, picked up the soup in his hand and drank it!

(End of this chapter)