My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

At this moment, Ding Lun suddenly understood one thing. Wen Tingting didn't care about anything.

Since she let go this day and claimed that the divorce was negotiable, she has shown her attitude.

As for him, in her eyes, is he like an indecent clown jumping up and down?

He got into the car mechanically and sat for a moment. His mind suddenly went blank.

Vaguely, he suddenly remembered that he was not such a tasteless person or a villain who would fall into a well. But recently he has changed and even he feels strange.

Did love make him so ugly?

On the other side, Wen Tingting dozed off after getting on the bus. In order to work a busy day, but also to deal with Ding Lun's unreasonable trouble, she is not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.

Because she took cold medicine, she slept all the way and didn't even know when she got to the community.

Yang Jian is the one who watched all this nearby. Of course, he knows how hard Wen Tingting is.

He came up to wake Wen Tingting, "when you get home, Wen always goes back to sleep."

Sleeping in the car like this, I can't get over my cold.

Wen Tingting answered vaguely, turned around and continued to sleep.

Yang Jian poked up her forehead and found that her forehead was a little hot. She simply helped her out of the car.

After taking her to the house, he found a thermometer to measure Wen Tingting's temperature. He found that she had a low fever.

Just like her, how could he leave at ease?

Even if he knew that she lived alone at home and that his staying and being seen would affect her reputation, he couldn't care much.

He was busy cooling her physically. It was not until 2:30 a.m. that the temperature in wentingting finally fell down that he slept on the sofa all night.

Wen Tingting smelled the aroma of food when she got up in the morning.

Her whole body was weak, but her cold was much better. Now she smelled these aroma and stimulated her taste buds. She was very hungry.

She was not surprised to see that Yang Jian was busy in the kitchen. After all, he sent her home last night. Later, she fell asleep and seemed to hear him calling her home to have a rest.

"Do you know you look like an angel?" Wen Tingting sighed in a low voice.

When she was most embarrassed or vulnerable, Yang Jian was always with her.

"Angels can't cook. When breakfast is ready, eat it while it's hot." Yang Jian put breakfast on the table.

They are all light food. After all, she can't eat too greasy because she has a cold.

Fortunately, Wen Tingting is not picky about food. She seems to be an obedient good student and takes her breakfast very seriously.

Yang Jian saw that she looked much better and had a good appetite. She knew that she was much better than yesterday.

"Don't just watch me eat, you eat too." Wen Tingting reminded Yang Jian that she was busy taking care of herself.

Yang Jian smiled: "I'm relieved to see you. Don't worry, everything will be all right."

She has been working hard recently, her career has been blocked, and her marriage is coming to an end. We can see how much pressure she is under.

"Yes, it will get better." Wen Tingting whispered silently.

She has nothing to lose. Even if she has nothing in the future, there are still so many people who love her to tolerate her. It's a big deal. Just go home and eat and die. Such a day is very carefree. She used to do the same before.

On this day, Wen Tingting really put down her burden. Because we have figured it out, walking has become light, work has become easy, and even the city seems to be better than before.