Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

After going upstairs, Su Mian drank the cup of brown sugar ginger tea and went to bed.

When Zhong Yibai saw that she was asleep, he took out Zhong Nanyu's mobile phone for his newly customized transformer, secretly took a picture of Su Mian sleeping, and then took the mobile phone out of her room.

He went downstairs directly and sat on the sofa in the living room. He took his mobile phone and sent the picture just taken directly to Zhong Nanyu.

Hum, I know his company all day. I don't care if my woman is ill.

At this moment, in Zhong Yibai's heart, his father was an irresponsible bad man.

After sending the photos, he turned on the TV and watched cartoons.

While watching cartoons, he waited for the phone.

He thought that after his photos were sent, Zhong Nanji would call to inquire.

But wait left and right, one minute, five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes

Zhong Yibai is disappointed and thinks that Zhong Laoer doesn't love Su at all.

He was angry at the thought.

He picked up his cell phone and called Zhong Nanyu directly.

At the moment, a teahouse in Beicheng.

Zhong Nanyu was drinking tea with his customers when his mobile phone rang.

He glanced at his mobile phone, didn't care, and continued to drink tea and chat.

After a while, the cell phone rang.

He reached out and picked it up. Seeing that it was Zhong Yibai who called him, he said to the customer 'I'll go out and answer the phone'. Then he got up, stood up and walked out of the tea room.

Standing in the corridor, he connected the clock white phone.

"What's up?"

The voice is deep and mellow.

Zhong Yibai asked him angrily, "Dad, did you see the picture I sent you?"

"What picture?"

The clock was angry when he heard it. "I knew it. I knew you wouldn't read my information at all, hum!"

The sword eyebrow wrinkled slightly, and then opened his mouth. His voice was cold and unhappy, "what's the matter?"

"Su Su is ill," Zhong Yibai shouted at him. "She can't get up in bed."

His words made Zhong Nan's eyes dark, "I'll go back later."

With that, he hung up the phone.

At the other end, Zhong Yibai jumped with anger as he listened to the beep of being hung up from his mobile phone.

"Mr. Zhong, I haven't finished yet. How dare you hang up my phone!"

Aunt Guo heard him shouting and came out of the kitchen. Seeing his small face flushed and his cheeks bulging with anger, she asked, "young master, what's the matter with you?"

As soon as Zhong was so angry that no one wanted to talk to him, he raised his feet and rushed upstairs.

Aunt Guo looked at the figure he ran away angrily and turned into the kitchen with doubts.

Zhong Yi ran up the second floor in a white breath. When he approached Su Mian's room, he slowed down.

Gently pushed the door in and saw Su Mian still sleeping. He lay down at the head of her bed and looked at her without blinking.

It was very energetic at first, but when I looked at it, my eyelids began to droop.

A few minutes later, he fell asleep at the head of the bed.

......

After Zhong Yibai's call, Zhong Nanyu left the teahouse.

Twenty minutes later, the silver gray Bentley stopped in the villa yard, opened the door, got off and strode into the villa.

Aunt Guo, who heard something in the kitchen, immediately welcomed her out.

"You're back, sir."

"Well," asked Zhong Nanji, who was changing shoes at the entrance without raising her head, "how is she?"

"Miss Su should be asleep now. I saw her pale before. The young master touched her hand and said her hand was cold."

Hearing this, Zhong Nanyu raised her feet and walked towards the stairs as soon as her face changed.

He walked very fast and strode, and his kung fu disappeared in front of aunt Guo.

Aunt Guo looked at his disappeared figure with a happy face.

She had been a servant in this house for so long that she had never seen her husband in such a hurry.

It seems that Mr. AI Su is really a teacher.

......

Su Mian's bedroom door was closed, and Zhong Nanyu pushed the door in with a light step.

When I walked in and raised my eyes, I saw Su Mian who wrapped himself in the quilt and Zhong Yibai who was sleeping soundly at the head of the bed.

Their heads are next to each other, the big one next to the small one.

This picture, seen in Zhong Nanyu's eyes, was so beautiful that the originally anxious look on his face slowed down.

He walked over and sat down by the bed.

Her eyes fell on Su Mian's face. Her skin was already white, but now she was bloodless and pale.

The position of the heart is like being grabbed by a hand.

Some pain, some swelling.

Zhong Nanji has lived for 33 years, which is a feeling he has never had before.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek with his slender fingers. The delicate touch gradually relaxed his full mood in his heart.

Afraid of waking her up, he withdrew his hand and got up and went out of the bedroom.

Back in his room, he took out his cell phone and dialed a person.

It took a long time for the end to ring before it was picked up.

The other party's voice sounded like he was upset after waking up. He was rude and arrogant. "I have something to say. I farted. I just fell asleep."

Zhong nanqin ignored his rudeness and opened his mouth in a deep voice, "when are you going to come back“

I didn't wake up there. My brain was still chaotic. I didn't hear what Zhong Nan said, "what?"

"Go back to North City."

"No!" the man replied to him without hesitation, "go back and find abuse."

"Come back," said Zhong Nange, ignoring his unwillingness, "I have something to ask you."

The second bell begged him for something and immediately became interested, "you won't be fooling around outside. What's the secret?"

Zhong Nanyu didn't answer his words, and asked in a deep voice, "will you come back?"

"Sleeping trough," the man at the other end was immediately excited, "are you really ill? How did you get it? Did you get a woman outside?"

Zhong Nange ignored him and made a decision directly, "I'll pick you up at the airport early tomorrow morning."

Finish, ready to put down the phone.

The head shouted anxiously, "second bell, you wait..."

"What else?"

"My business will take ten days and a half months..."

"Mu Xiao," said Zhong Nange, calling each other's name in a cold and unhappy voice, "I'll only give you one day. I'll send someone to pick you up at the airport the morning after tomorrow!"

"You won't really die soon?" Mu Xiao gloated on his face. "It's not like you're going to die with such a strong voice. You're not the spy sent by the old man to deceive me back."

Zhong Nanyu said, "I don't have that spare time."

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhong Nanyu was silent for a few seconds and slowly opened his mouth, "I have a woman!"

Mu Xiao is silent!

One second, two seconds, three seconds

"Sleeping trough, you have a woman?" Mu Xiao heard the world-class explosion news. "You must be lying to me, I don't believe it!"

Zhong Nange was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and simply hung up the phone.

But a second later, the phone rang again.

He took a look and picked it up.

Before he could make a sound, Mu Xiao's voice came, "send someone to pick me up at the airport at 5:30 p.m. the day after tomorrow!"

Then he hung up.

Zhong Nanyu looked at the hung up cell phone and hooked up her tight lips.

Mu Xiao is good at traditional Chinese medicine. More importantly, he is good at gynecological diseases.

Zhong nangui called him back just to let him see a doctor for Su Mian.

......

Su Mian was awakened by the current under her body.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the clock sleeping at the head of her bed.

Seeing his little body curled up close to her, Su Mian was both distressed and moved.

She got up and was about to reach for him when the door was pushed open.

She thought it was aunt Guo. She looked up and saw Zhong Nanyu.

"You're back." worried about waking up the clock, she spoke very quietly.

Zhong Nanyu nodded and strode to her side.

Looking at her still pale face, he whispered, "how do you feel?"

Su Mian nodded to him, "much better."

She said, reaching out to hold the clock.

"I'll come." Zhong Nanyu said, got up, picked up Zhong Yibai, and then strode out of the bedroom.

Into the next bedroom, he put the clock on the bed, took a towel to cover him, and then went out.

He lifted his feet into Su Mian's bedroom. When he went in, Su Mian was coming out of the bathroom with his stomach.

She held the door frame with a pale and weak face

Zhong Nanyu's heart tightened, took a few steps, didn't say anything, and directly picked her up.

Holding people in her arms, Zhong Nange realized for the first time that she was so light?

In this way, she nestled in his arms, with a small pale face, so light that it hardly weighed.

His heart was slightly suffocated. He walked to the bedside a few steps, bent down slightly and put her up, and then went to bed.

She lay flat and he lay on his side facing her.

He stretched out his long arm, gently took her into his arms, and then took off her coat with one hand

"Don't," Su Mian thought he was going to do bad things. He pressed his big hand and whispered, "I'm a little uncomfortable..."

Zhong Nan felt her lips close to her ears and whispered, "I'm so bad in your heart?"

Su Mian blushed and murmured, "your hands are in..."

Her tender voice was light and soft, which made Zhong Nanji unconsciously pull the corners of her lips, and her voice softened a little, "I just want to warm your stomach for you."

Su Mian, "..."

Zhong Nan quilted her lips with a slight hook and looked down at her, "what's on your mind?"

Su Mian, "..."

What was she thinking?

She seems to really think too much.

The little hand holding his big hand unconsciously loosened. Zhong Nanyu put his hand in and covered her stomach.

Her skin is delicate, there is no excess fat on her stomach, flat and tight.

It feels so good that people can't help wanting more.

However, Zhong Nanyu really loves her more. He caresses her with his big hand, which can lighten her strength. It seems that he is worried that his big hand will press her stomach too hard.

His big hand was placed in the position of her abdomen. His strength was neither light nor heavy, and the temperature was neither cold nor hot.

Everything was just right, so comfortable that Su Mian couldn't help sighing with satisfaction.

so comfortable!

Before hanging up, I saw a girl on the microblog that her boyfriend's hand is the best hot water bag when her aunt hurts during the physiological period.

He can relieve my aunt's pain!

Su Mian thought it was exaggerated before.