Pillow Devil: Mr. President, he is poisonous

Chapter 240 He Didn't Deliberately Want To Hurt Her

Pausing, Shen Wenmo turned around and frowned at her: "Why do I owe you?"

This woman is really holding a chicken feather as an arrow.

"If it wasn't for you, how could I sprain my ankle?" And it was twice, she snorted coldly and stared at him.

"Don't depend on others if you are stupid." Raising his eyebrows, he sneered back at her.

"you……"

"By the way, what are you going to the hospital with flowers in your hands?" He interrupted her without giving her a chance to get mad.

His sudden change of subject made her slightly startled before she said, "Look at your dad."

Thinking of the scene in the hospital, she felt a little unnatural. After all... even she herself couldn't explain why she reacted like that the moment she saw him.

Fearing that he would keep asking, Huo Qianyan applied ice to the wound by herself, but as soon as she put it on, she immediately frowned and pulled the corners of her mouth...

"What's wrong?
Her expression was completely in the eyes, Shen Wenmo frowned, and instinctively stepped forward to ask.

"It hurts..." What she said was true, the feeling of cold pain was so painful that she couldn't stand it.

pain?When I hugged her, the pain was so painful that I could bear it, but now my son cried out in pain.

He thought she was pretending, in order to let him apply ice for her as she wanted.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and Shen Wenmo felt "punishment". He took the ice pack in her hand and smiled softly at her: "Okay, I will help you."

Without seeing her dazed eyes, he lowered his head and pressed on her ankle with all his strength...

"Ah...ah..."

There were two wolf howls in succession, and one was louder than the other. After howling, Huo Qianyan collapsed on the sofa in pain, hugging his knees and howling.

When she saw her all of a sudden, Shen Wenmo was also quite frightened. The way he looked at her, the pain that seemed less and less fake made his eyebrows gradually gather.

"Hey, are you... are you okay!" He asked tentatively, and he also secretly blamed himself for being a little too hard just now.

Huo Qianyan originally howled twice, but he asked her grievance instead, and then burst into tears.

As soon as she cried, Shen Wenmo finally panicked: "Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." He didn't mean to really hurt her or make her cry.

As soon as his words fell, Huo Qianyan stopped crying as if closing the gate. She was stunned, frightened by him, and even frightened by her own crying.

Once upon a time, she loved to cry so much, and even cried in front of a man who was almost a stranger, Shen Wenmo...

"Okay, okay, to express my apology, I'll help you apply ice every day during the few days you live here." He said, to show his sincerity, he carefully held her feet and put them on his lap, Slowly cover the ice.

Shocked by the cold pain on her feet, Huo Qianyan also came back to her senses. After a few seconds, she slowly straightened up and sat down. It really didn't hurt that moment, but her heart was still the same. Angrily, she felt that Shen Wenmo was a bit unkind.

She stared at him with all her eyes, but when her eyes touched Shen Wenmo's downcast face, she was stunned.

From her point of view, his high nose bridge and slightly drooping eyes made his whole face look so soft, and she even discovered for the first time that he is really good-looking...

Feeling that it's almost time to compress, Shen Wenmo took off the ice pack and looked at the wound: "Is it absolutely better?"

After two seconds, he didn't get an answer. He looked up at her and saw her flustered eyes looking away before he said, "Oh, well...it's much better, thank you!"

In an instant, she blushed in embarrassment. In the case, she really wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, but she actually thought he was good-looking. Besides, even if he was good-looking, it has nothing to do with her...

Not paying attention to her strangeness, Shen Wenmo put her feet in place, got up to throw ice cubes...

Peeping at his back, Huo Qianyan squeezed his hot face with both hands, and shouted from the bottom of his heart: Huo Qianyan, are you crazy!How could my face be hot and my heart beat faster.

When he came back with something to drink, Shen Wenmo saw her dodging look again, and then he felt that she was a little strange, so he couldn't help asking her.

"what happened?"

With her head hanging sideways, Huo Qianyan, who was howling in embarrassment, shook her head and hurriedly took out her cell phone.

After turning on the screen, a missed call pulled her flustered heart back to its normal position.

Hey, she didn't hear Dad's call.

"Hey, Dad, I didn't hear you when you called, what's wrong?" She immediately called back.

"It's okay, I just want to call you some time, I'm almost done here, and I can go back the day after tomorrow."

"Really?" Huo Qianyan, who hadn't seen her father for some days, was extremely happy: "That's great, I miss you so much."

Over there, Huo Qianyan's father, Huo Yuanda, naturally missed his daughter, and the two of them chatted for more than ten minutes before hanging up the phone after a few words of advice.

Huo Qianyan's dad's call made her feel surprisingly good. When she was in a good mood, she felt hungry, and immediately opened her eyes and looked around the living room.

Fixing her eyes on the refrigerator, Huo Qianyan was in trouble again, she was inconvenient to move, so she couldn't order Shen Wenmo anymore, right?

But now she is really hungry.

"Mr. Shen..."

After several struggles, Huo Qianyan still lost to her own stomach.

Shen Wenmo in the bedroom responded, and came out after a few minutes: "What's the matter?" He changed into his home clothes.

"I'm hungry." With her hands on her stomach, she looked at him.

When she said this, he also felt a little hungry, but it was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, so how could he deliver food so far away.

Stepping to the refrigerator and opening it, Shen Wenmo couldn't help frowning, there was nothing to eat at all, only a few eggs, a few tomatoes, and a pack of dried noodles, which was probably what his aunt bought for him and put in it.

Staring at those things, Shen Wenmo was a little worried. He doesn't know how to cook, so he never buys ingredients, but he can't ask the injured her to do it, right?

After thinking about it, Shen Wenmo still decided to bite the bullet, come on, he still doesn't believe that a bowl of noodles can still stump him.

"Wait, I'll make noodles."

Watching him walking towards the kitchen, Huo Qianyan was surprised, and still doubted that he could still cook?Is it edible?
In the kitchen, with a bang, Shen Wenmo successfully broke another bowl while wasting two eggs.

After Huo Qianyan on the sofa was startled, she curled her lips immediately, she knew something would happen.

Shen Wenmo looked at the bowl that was broken all over the floor, and let out a deep breath. This bowl of noodles is really hard for a hero, he recognized it, after all, he only went to the kitchen to watch other people cook.

His city wall was finally defeated by the fact that Shen Wenmo had to go out and ask her after cleaning up.

"Can you cook?
Hearing this, Huo Qianyan, who was waiting with eager ears, smiled.His "asking for help" was what she expected.

Leaving him at him, Huo Qianyan was slightly taken aback by his serious expression, and the mood that he wanted to "make things difficult" for him disappeared in an instant.

"Yes!" Seeing him approaching again, she hurriedly said.

"You do it, I suddenly remembered that I have a document that needs to be processed."

Speaking lame lies, turning around at this moment, Shen Wenmo, who was about to escape, was really embarrassed and awkward.

With tight lips, Huo Qianyan suppressed a smile. How could she not know his lies? If she wasn't afraid of being thrown out of his house after exposing him, she would definitely "laugh" at him.

"Hello." She stopped him: "My feet are like this, what do you tell me to do?"

Pausing for a while, he continued to walk towards the study, and after a while, he pushed the computer chair out.

"Sit down, I'll push you to make noodles." Coming in front of her, Shen Wenmo calmly stretched out his hand to the wide-eyed her.

After being stunned, Huo Qianyan sat up as she said, and was pushed into the kitchen by him, but just before she started, she encountered another difficulty.

For her who often has to cook by herself at home alone, cooking is not difficult, but the difficulty now is that she can't be asked to dress like this to cook, right?
She won't do it, that way... she'll be gone.

"Is there any clothes for me to wear?" Behind him, slightly stunned, looked down at her.

Indeed, she should change clothes.

After thinking for a while, Shen Wenmo went out of the kitchen, went to the bedroom and took out his shirt. Just after taking it off, he paused, then put it back again. After taking a suit jacket, he returned to the kitchen .

"You put it on!" Throwing it to her, he walked out again.

Staring blankly at the clothes in his hand, Huo Qianyan was surprised. He didn't expect that what he brought was not a shirt but a suit on this hot day...

Huo Qianyan didn't know that the reason Shen Wenmo changed his suit was to prevent her from wearing a shirt, which would make her look ambiguous, and then she should think more about it, saying that he had bad intentions.

Her stomach was so hungry that Huo Qianyan didn't have the time to struggle on a piece of clothing. She put the suit on her body and shouted to the door: "Mr. Shen, come in and give me a helping hand." , she had to cooperate with him to make this bowl of noodles.

When Shen Wenmo came in and saw her in a suit, he almost didn't laugh out loud. The baggy clothes covered her body, and the sleeves were rolled up by her, revealing her slender and tender arms. No matter how he looked at it, he thought it was funny.

"You wash the tomatoes." Huo Qianyan, who didn't notice, ordered him, cracking eggs by himself.

It was rare for Shen Wenmo to listen to the words of a woman other than Wen Jingrou, which made the kitchen not only look harmonious, but also exuded a sense of warmth.

She straightened her body and picked up the noodles in the pot with chopsticks. Shen Wenmo looked at her from one side, and as she watched, a distant sadness welled up in her eyes...

Such a soft and heart-warming picture is so familiar to him.

In the past, his Jingrou always liked to prepare the most delicious dinner for him while he was at work...

After cooking, Huo Qianyan "ordered" him to serve the rice again, but she had turned off the fire and hadn't received a response, so she couldn't help but look back, just in time to bump into the sadness he hadn't had time to clean up...

(End of this chapter)