Diamond Honey Wedding: Top Husband Dots on His Wife

Chapter 86

"Everything is Han Mitang, yes! Han Mitang is the most important thing, I can't compare to her, okay! You go and take care of her, don't come to see me! Just let me fend for myself."

He was full of Han Mitang and Han Mitang, but he didn't say a word to her. She hated it so much, why he couldn't do without Han Mitang.

Seeing that Nangong Xuanjing was a little out of control, Nangong Ye stopped talking, but this kind of Nangong Xuanjing was very strange to him, he had never seen her in such an emotion.

She hated Han Mitang, but he knew that it was impossible for Han Mitang to do anything harmful, everything was a misunderstanding, why was she always aggressive towards Han Mitang?

He really didn't want Nangong Xuanjing to become more and more irritable and unreasonable. The once kind and understanding Nangong Xuanjing began to change slowly.

Being with her day and night, he can see all her changes clearly, and he can detect anything that is not right.

"You have a good rest, I'll come see you later." Nangong Ye's eyes dimmed, ignoring her anger and crying, and resolutely walked out.

"Brother, don't leave..." Nangong Xuanjing pleaded bitterly.

"I'll come back when you're in a better mood. I don't know what to say to you now." Nangong Ye walked out with a livid face.

"Brother! Brother... I was wrong, come back."

No matter what she called him, he never looked back to see her. Nangong Xuanjing's nose was sore, and Lihua's fair cheeks with tears were full of sadness: "Why did you treat me like this, why!"

What did she do wrong? What is she not better than Han Mitang? Why can't he see her and feel her love for him?

Or is he always pretending to be stupid, pretending not to know that she loves him?

At this moment, Han Mitang's fever has subsided, and her whole body is much better. She is sitting on the bed and drinking porridge, but the porridge has just been cooked and served, and it feels hot even if she gently holds it with her hands.

She supported her head, looked at the bowl of porridge, and could only wait for it to cool before eating it.

Seeing that the servants around her had been guarding her, she waved her hand: "Stop standing here, go about your business, anyway, I'm almost fine, so you don't have to wait on me."

"Understood." The servant nodded and went out.

She took a spoonful of porridge, put it near her mouth and blew it, although it was still a little hot, she just frowned, and swallowed it without blinking her eyelids.

She is really hungry, but she just had a fever. She can't eat too greasy or too smelly food, so she can only drink some porridge first. After all, there is a baby in her belly, so she is really hungry, no matter what How hot it is, eat a spoonful first.

"I'll feed you."

When Han Mitang still had the spoon in her mouth, Nangong Ye sat beside her and took the spoon from her hand.

She just stared at him steadfastly, without saying a word for a long while.

Nangong Ye stretched out his hand to hold the bowl of porridge, and frowned: "Why is it so hot? Didn't I say to make it warm for you before serving it to you? How do they do things."

There was a chill on Jun's face, and Junyi's facial features were sullen: "I will withdraw them all in a while, and I can't even remember my order."

Han Mitang's thoughts at this time were not on the bowl of porridge, but on him and Nangong Xuanjing.

At that time, she was still asleep, and vaguely heard that someone came to Nangong Ye, saying that Nangong Xuanjing wanted to see him. According to Nangong Xuanjing's temperament after recovering from a serious illness, she would definitely not let Nangong Ye come back so soon. Why did she remember that only ten minutes had passed, and she came back now?

"What's wrong? You seem to have something to tell me?"

Nangong Ye took a spoonful of porridge, put it on her thin lips and blew it, and said calmly.

"It's nothing, by the way, didn't you say you're going to take me to the maternity checkup? When are you taking me there? I want to see how the baby is doing in the womb." She hasn't been to the maternity checkup for a while, I'm a little curious.

The corner of Nangong Ye's mouth curled up into a beautiful arc: "Take a good rest at home for two days, and then take you for a checkup. You just recovered from a fever. What if it recurs after going out? It's better to wait until your resistance is better before going out."

"I'm not a flower in a greenhouse, how can I be so delicate."

The current Nangong Ye no longer treats her coldly, caring and protecting her everywhere, for fear that she will get hurt in the slightest.

Such a man, she wants to hate but can't hate, and now, she has forgotten the unhappiness between him and herself in the past, and instead has a feeling of enjoying his pampering.

"Mr. Nangong, this is the invitation list for Ms. Xuanjing's birthday party, please have a look."

A servant came in and presented the prepared banquet list. Usually at this time, Nangong Ye was more active than anyone else, and this time was no exception.

He asked someone to sort it out. He never forgot her birthday, thinking about how to give her a perfect birthday, but today she was in an abnormal mood, and he felt unable to communicate with her, so he didn't tell her.

"Put it on my desk, I'll look at it later." After he ordered lightly, he put the cold porridge on her lips.

Han Mitang was not pretentious, and started to eat with big mouthfuls.

But white rice porridge is boring, she just had a fever, and she was pregnant, so she wanted to eat something tasty, her eyes looked aggrieved: "Can I have some chili sauce, this white rice porridge has no taste at all. "

Looking at her small appearance, Nangong Ye felt distressed and worried: "No, you are just right, you can't eat something so strong, please bear with it."

Han Mitang pursed her lips, her eyes flickered, and she stopped talking.

Looking at her appearance, she seemed a little unhappy, Nangong Ye sighed helplessly: "Drink the porridge first, and I will ask someone to make you some sweet and sour pork later. You will definitely like it."

Sweet and Sour Pork?This is obviously because her favorite hobby is not good. When she heard sweet and sour pork, she became energetic.

Just thinking of the sour and sweet feeling, the saliva in her mouth became more vigorous.

At this time, I got white rice porridge, and I became more excited to eat it.

The clusters of violets hanging outside the courtyard are about to wither. They are no longer as prosperous as before, and are beginning to wither.

But the Gesang flowers in the back garden, which almost surrounded Ziluo, were in full bloom, and seemed to suppress Ziluo.

Nangong Xuanjing sat quietly in front of the window sill, looking at the flowers in the garden, the withered ziluo, just like her, Gesanghua was corresponding to Han Mitang, and Nangongye was the one who ruled the garden.

In the past, he wished that the entire garden would be filled with violets, but now, there was a tendency to remove her violets.

(End of this chapter)