Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 38
The girl's skin was smooth and tender, soft and soft.

He felt that somewhere he had vented just now was about to move again.

He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, ignoring that extraordinarily weird feeling, he carried the girl into the guest room.

As soon as the girl's head touched the pillow, she turned sideways and curled herself tightly into a ball.

Zhan Yunting has studied psychology.

According to the book, people who sleep in this position are extremely insecure.

The girl was lying on the big bed, only a small ball, looking extremely pitiful.

Zhan Yunting stared at her for a long time, then turned around and left the room quietly.

Ming Youyin didn't know how long she slept, but she woke up in a daze and found herself in a strange room.

Thinking of what happened before going to bed, she sat up suddenly from the bed and looked down at herself.

She was wearing a man's bathrobe!
Men's bathrobes!
Men's bathrobes! !

Didn't she escape from Ye Qihan?
She also met a kind uncle who sent her to her door.

But she didn't have a key, so she couldn't get in the door, so she slumped at the door of the room, breaking down and crying.

and then?
Why can't I remember?
There was a knock on the door, and after a while, it was pushed open.

Ming Youyin watched Zhan Yunting walk in with a bowl of hot porridge, dumbfounded.

Yes, yes.

After the driver uncle left, she couldn't find the key to open the door, broke down and cried, then she went downstairs and knocked on the door of Zhan Yunting's room.

Then, the door opened, and Zhan Yunting miraculously appeared in front of her eyes.

Then again?

Why can't she remember at all?
"Brother Zhan?" Ming Youyin looked stupidly at the man who came to her with a porridge bowl, "You, aren't you at home? Why, why..."

Zhan Yunting didn't answer her question, sat down on the chair beside her bed, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, "Open your mouth."

Ming Youyin opened her mouth foolishly.

Zhan Yunting fed her porridge spoon by spoon.

The man who obviously looks serious and serious, and looks like a majestic and superior man, even feeds people porridge in a decent way.

Not fast not slow, not too much, not too little, elegant and gentle.

The bowl of porridge was about to bottom out, and Ming Youyin's froze head restarted, "Ah! Brother Zhan, I'll do it myself!"

She went to grab the porridge bowl in Yunting's hand.

Zhan Yunting avoided, "I'll come, you rest."

Ming Youyin blushed, "I, I'm already healed...Brother Zhan, I remember, I was very uncomfortable, I couldn't find the key to open the door, I was so uncomfortable that I was going crazy, so I ran down and knocked on your door, and...then... I don't remember, I... I..."

Ming Youyin glanced at Zhan Yunting carefully, her cheeks became more and more red, and her voice became smaller and smaller, "I took the bath by myself, right?"

She was clean, with a mint scent that didn't belong to her, and she was still wearing a bathrobe, so she should have taken a bath.

But she has no memory at all!

"...Well," Zhan Yunting fed her the last mouthful of porridge, stood up, turned and walked outside, "You washed it yourself."

"Oh," Ming Youyin looked at his tall and straight back, and patted his chest: "Thank God!"

If she looked carefully, she would find that the tips of Zhan Yunting's ears turned red little by little.

Zhan Yunting left the room, Ming Youyin sat on the bed in a daze.

She seems to be going home.

But she has no key, and the spare key is also locked at home, what should I do?
Call the lock company?
But she doesn't have a cell phone.

I had no choice but to borrow Brother Zhan's mobile phone.

She got up and got out of bed.

Although her steps were sloppy and her body was extremely tired, she didn't feel any other strange feelings.

She couldn't help but be thankful that she escaped again.

She found that she was becoming more and more like Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten to death. The more suppressed she was, the more tenacious she became.

There seems to be an inexhaustible potential in her body, no matter how desperate the situation is, she cannot be so desperate that she is slaughtered by others.

She keeps fighting back, and luckily succeeds every time.

However, she didn't know where the end was.

How long is she going to hold on to.

Thinking wildly, she walked into the living room.

Zhan Yunting, who was sitting on the sofa typing on the computer, heard footsteps and looked back at her.

"Brother Zhan," who originally wanted to borrow the phone, but for some reason, seeing Zhan Yunting, Ming Youyin blurted out, "Where's Little Five?"

Zhan Yunting said lightly: "I went out with Ah Bai."

"Oh," Ming Youyin nodded, and said regretfully, "The pork ribs I stewed for Xiao Wu are still in the refrigerator, but unfortunately they are no longer fresh. Is Xiao Wu staying here tonight? I will make new ones for him tomorrow." .”

"No need," Zhan Yunting glanced at her pale face and said, "You need to stay in bed."

"Oh..." Ming Youyin coughed twice uncomfortably, shifted her eyes guiltily, not daring to look at Zhan Yunting, "That, that... Brother Zhan, when I, I am unconscious, Didn't do anything stupid?"

In Zhan Yunting's mind, the girl's white and flawless skin and exquisite and graceful body suddenly flashed.

Somewhere in the body, it was about to move, and there were signs of raising its head again.

Zhan Yunting:
What about the promised lifelong cure?

His gaze also moved away from Ming Youyin, "No."

The voice is so light that no one else can hear the surge in his heart at this moment.

"That's good!" Ming Youyin patted her chest thankfully, and asked curiously: "Brother Zhan, why haven't you been here a few days ago? Have you looked for someone again?"

Zhan Yunting glanced at her, but didn't speak.

In the past few days, he has been there.

It's just that he didn't want to have too much involvement with this girl, so he saw the girl standing outside the door in the cat's eyes, but he didn't respond and pretended not to be there.

He didn't want this girl to become a hostage used by criminals to blackmail him one day.

The criminal doesn't care if she is his woman or not.

As long as two people get close, he may bring her danger.

He didn't want to lie, so he didn't speak.

Ming Youyin remembered that he once said that his work needs to be kept secret.

She thought she asked something she shouldn't ask, so she smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhan, I seem to talk too much... Well, can I borrow your mobile phone for a while? I lost my key. I want to find a Lockpicking Company."

"En." Zhan Yunting nodded slightly, took the phone to unlock it, and handed it to Ming Youyin.

"Thank you, Brother Zhan!" Ming Youyin took the phone, first dialed the number information desk, and then called the unlocking company.

After making the call, Ming Youyin handed the phone back to Zhan Yunting, "Thank you Brother Zhan, the unlocking company said that they are a little far away from us, and it will take more than an hour to get there."

"Well," Zhan Yunting nodded, "Go and rest, I'll call you when someone comes."

"Thank you, Brother Zhan." Ming Youyin was moved by Zhan Yunting's thoughtfulness again, and thanked him again and again.

She turned around and walked to the door of the guest room, suddenly thought of something, her face changed suddenly, she turned her head suddenly, and looked at Zhan Yunting anxiously, "Oh no, brother Zhan! Isn't your mobile phone number not allowed to be disclosed casually? I'll call the unlocking company. They must have seen it! How can this be done?"

(End of this chapter)