Clinging President – My Girl, I Want You

She lay on the bed, warm words pursed her lips, and wanted to say something comforting, but he was not a hypocritical person, and some delicate words were hard to say.

He finally She didn't say anything. She pressed her big hand on her abdomen and rubbed it.

His palms were warm and could be felt through his clothes. His strength was moderate, which relieved her pain a lot.

She curled up, with her back to him, afraid to face, afraid of her own heart collapse.

The room was quiet, only the heavy breathing of each other.

Because he kneaded and pressed, the pain was relieved a lot. In addition, she didn't sleep well before, so she went to sleep again.

He still silent press for a long time, see her sleep before leaving, cover her good quilt.

Bai Huanhuan had a rest for a while, and half an hour later she woke up. She smelled the meat.

How hungry

It's time for lunch, too.

She got up and walked to the kitchen, and saw Wen Yan with her apron tied on and was able to cook with a knife.

She looked at his back quietly. This scene had happened before, but the distance was so far away that she almost forgot it.

She never wanted to get married. Even if she liked Lixun at first, she did not dream of entering the palace of marriage with Lixun.

But after meeting Wen Yan, she even thought it was good to marry him.

He can cook, take care of people and be considerate.

Although not good at words, but every time I do things are very warm.

She doesn't need any rhetoric, just someone who loves her with all her heart.

She once imagined that if she married Wen Yan in the future, she must be the bully at home.

But Now, all illusions are shattered.

Just as she was deep in thought, Wen Yan turned and frowned when she got up.

"Go and have a rest. Lunch will take some time, and chicken soup will last a little longer."

"Wait Your hands. "

Something suddenly occurred to her.

Wen Yan's right hand is still injured, how can you wash vegetables in the water?

His gauze was wet through, and he could see the red skin inside.

"It's nothing to me, and I can do both hands, so don't worry."

"Let me see..."

"I said it was OK."

He was too tough for her to refute.

She was led to the sofa, he turned on the TV, tuned to her favorite channel, and then brought a cup of brown sugar water.

"It's hot. It'll be better."

"Did you buy brown sugar?"

"Well."

"And the ingredients?"

"Or what do you have for lunch?"

Wen Yan said without good breath, as if she asked a nonsense.

Bai Huanhuan wanted to laugh at the bottom of her heart.

She just asked him to buy sanitary napkins. He also bought brown sugar water and vegetables.

She also found that the garbage in the house had been cleaned up, the ground had been dragged, and the dust on the tea table could not be found.

Wen Yan Or that warm words ah, the appearance has become more vicious, the heart is still a good man at home.

If these three months are the last tenderness she can enjoy, then She was willing.

She is watching TV in the living room while Wen Yan is busy with lunch in the kitchen.

The chicken soup is stewed on the stove, slowly boiled over a small fire, and the smell is very delicious.

After waiting for half an hour, the chicken soup is finally ready and ready for dinner.

Wen Yan first served her a bowl.

Medlar, jujube, longan

They are all nourishing blood and Qi.

"Eat more."

He said softly.

She nodded immediately. She would eat more.

Since their breakup to now, it seems that there is no peace for a moment. It has been a long time since they had such a quiet meal.

The dining table is not big, square, two people face to face, with unspeakable warmth.

Bai Huanhuan's appetite was not good, but he ate a lot of food, and finally his stomach was full.

He cooked a meal, but he didn't do anything. He felt sorry for his hand injury.

She ran to the kitchen, trying to wash the dishes and keep him away from the water.

"No, you can change my dressing later."

"I'll do it. I didn't do anything..."

"You are in a special period now. I'll try my best to let you go. When you're ready, I'll return it."

"You know, don't you really need me to do the dishes?"

"My hands have touched the water. It's OK to wash a bowl."

"Well Do you know how to wash and cook at home and clean up the dishes and chopsticks? "

"No

"Can you do the cleaning?" Bai Huanhuan asked curiously."No."

"Then you will..."

"Bai Huanhuan, I am the successor of Wen family. I return to my old house and there will be some people to wait for. These skills are learned when I live alone. "

"Oh..."

That is, he did only these things to himself?

It's a great honor to be myself.

"Hello You haven't had my meal in your childhood, have you? I'll cook now. I'll be in a better position when I get pain in the back. I'll cook for you. "

"I'm afraid you poison me."

Wen Yan said coldly, back to her dishwashing, in her can not see the situation, thin lips have already raised, eyes hidden smile.

"Well, I'll invite my neighbor to eat next time. Anyway, you're not the first to taste my craft."

White cheers murmur in a whisper.

The arc of Wen Yan's mouth suddenly collapsed.

He's not the first? Who is the first?

"Who did you cook for?" He turned his eyes and looked at her in displeasure.

"Warm and neighbors."

"What is the girl's family learning to cook? You didn't know anything before, wasn't it great? "

"Ah?"

The sudden reprimand made her a little bit muddled.

What is the ghost logic. Isn't it good for her to learn to cook?

"All you have learned have forgotten to me. If you are not good at learning, you should not be ashamed of others' food poisoning?"

"They eat very well..."

"I don't think it's disgraceful to be in the future. Women can't cook. It's terrible to make food delicious and delicious. They show them everywhere, and give them a random taste. "

"Well Wen Yan, are you special about the fine bars? "

She said a word, but was accepted by him unable to respond.

Who can she cook for? Who is offended by the bad food?

"I'm not allowed to do it again anyway."

Wen Yan looked at her in a gloomy way, as if she dared to say a word "no" and she was desperately like.

She turned her mouth and counted him cruel.

"Yes, I don't do it, OK! You always wash the dishes slowly. You can't help it! "

Bai Huanhuan was still very sad. Now I know that I have been feeding the dog.

"It's almost the same."

Wen Yan also eased the tone.

She went to watch TV, and he soon packed up the kitchen and went to the bedroom, looking like he wanted medicine.

She was not cruel after all, or to see, from the door seam to explore the brain in.

He took the gauze apart, and the whole right hand was red and red. The wound just healed. He was cleaning up because he softened the bleeding because he was stained with water.

She looked at it all hurt, and he was only a little frown, that's all.

She was intolerant and said, "let me come..."