Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

When he woke up, Lu Mian felt his head was heavy and his nose was stuffy.

Looking around, I found that it was completely strange here.

With one hand on the bed, Lu Mian slowly sat up and looked down. He was wearing a man's... Nightgown.

"Ling Yushen!"

As soon as he called, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

Ling Yushen, who is wearing a black silk nightgown, is a little messy. In the tray held in his hand, there is a bowl of porridge, a glass of water and a bottle of medicine.

The flame accumulated just now went out after seeing the things on his tray.

He stepped back and Lu Mian leaned against the head of the bed. "Where is this?"

"Big house." Ling Yushen closed the door behind her back. Afraid of her misunderstanding, she quickly explained, "it was five o'clock in the morning after the examination last night. You were so tired that you fell asleep. I know you don't like the hospital, and I don't want to take you to the hotel. So I went back to the mansion. "

Lu Mian opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed. The man rushed to the bedside with an arrow, pressed her down, and Shengsheng pressed her back.

Looking up, with anger and dissatisfaction, Lu Mian tried to make his tone sound calm and less hysterical, "you can take me home, or call Xiaoman and ask Xiaoman to pick me up. If it's not good enough, you can leave me in any of Lu's hotels. Why take me back to the mansion? "

The man looked calm. There was no anger on Qingjun's face. His dark eyes were as quiet as a deep pool. "What are you nervous about? My father is on a business trip and accompanied by my mother. He won't be back until next week. "

Put the tray on the bedside table. He sat down next to her. His cool fingers picked up her chin and looked at her face from side to side.

"Your face hasn't subsided yet. Do you want your parents and Xiaoman to worry when you go home like this?"

She has been rescued safely, so there is no need to worry her family.

"Drink the porridge first and take the medicine later." Holding her face in both hands, Ling Yushen lowered his head and probed her temperature with his forehead. "There is no fever, it should be just a cold. There was a cold wind last night. Is there any headache today? "

Lu Mian didn't open his face. The next second, he pulled it back. His hasty eyes turned to his quiet black eyes, "the police are still waiting for you to take notes."

"I see." Waving his hand, Lu Mian got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

His bedroom was so renovated that she forgot that it was the bedroom of his mansion.

Mechanically brush your teeth, wash your face and look at yourself in the mirror. It's really... A little embarrassed.

His face is still swollen, which has swollen all the lying silkworms.

Out of the bathroom, Ling Yushen still maintained her posture before entering the bathroom. He didn't move. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his head and looked lonely. "The temperature of porridge is just right. Drink porridge first."

"Yes."

She sat down on the sofa. Ling Yushen came with a tray and put it on the tea table.

The bones of pigeon porridge are all removed, leaving only smooth and tender meat. The porridge is soft and very fresh and sweet.

After a few drinks, she stopped, "don't you eat?"

"You eat first. I'm not hungry."

"Toss it. Anyway, I don't have a stomachache." Lu Mian bowed his head and continued to drink porridge.

Such a big bedroom is surprisingly quiet.

She couldn't stand this embarrassing atmosphere. She got up to look for her mobile phone. Just about to cross him and go to bed, she was gripped by him. The next second, the whole person was dragged by him and fell into his arms uncontrollably.