Leng Youchen ate noodles slowly. Wei Anning sat next to him. The orange light of the restaurant shone on his face, and his sharp facial features softened a lot. Wei Anning tapped his arm with his fingers and asked him, "is it delicious?"

Leng Youchen nodded, "HMM."

How long has he not eaten a bowl of hot noodles when he came home late?

Six years ago, before he was exiled to Aisha Island, he came home late one night. When he passed the restaurant, he saw his mother holding a bowl of delicious noodles in front of Leng Yanbai and urged him to eat quickly.

He stood at the entrance, so far away, he could smell the smell of noodles.

He was also very hungry, but his mother never cooked noodles for him, and even gave him a smile.

At the moment, holding the bowl of noodles, a warm current flowed through his heart. He ate the noodles silently without even a drop of soup stain. The feeling in my heart is beyond measure.

This little woman, she always inadvertently makes him feel overwhelmed.

Wei Anning took away the dishes and turned into the kitchen. When she washed the dishes, she felt that he was behind her. Before he could turn around, he had hugged her.

Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, the posture of holding her still made her heart tremble. Until he felt his head on her back waist, she whispered, "what's the matter?"

"Moved."

Wei Anning smiled. "I thought you were spoiled. I'll wash your wrists. Go up and take a bath."

"I want to be here with you."

Wei Anning was helpless. There was a big plaster on her back. She washed the bowl and tied her hands and feet. But she didn't want to drive him away. In fact, she wanted him to accompany her.

Soon she washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. She turned and found him leaning on her back and falling asleep.

She could hardly cry or laugh. This guy couldn't see her for ten and a half days. As soon as he came back, he stuck to her and asked him to take a bath and sleep. As a result, he was going to sleep on her back.

It's so stubborn that it hurts!

"I washed the dishes and went upstairs to sleep, huh?" Her voice was so quiet that she was afraid of driving away his sleepers.

Leng Youchen looked sleepy and leaned against her lower abdomen. He was too tired to open his eyes and gently answered.

Wei Anning leaned him carefully against the back of the chair, and then pushed his wheelchair upstairs.

After entering the master bedroom, Leng Youchen was still a little conscious. He lay on the bed without changing his clothes and fell asleep.

Wei Anning stood by the bed, looked at his sleeping face and shook his head helplessly. Look, he's still wearing a shirt. It must be uncomfortable to sleep all night. She got up and went to the cloakroom and took out a comfortable home suit.

It took her a lot of effort to take off his shirt and put it on again. It was even more difficult. She had to give up and go to his trousers.

Her fingers touched the belt buckle with his body temperature. She couldn't help retracting. She was afraid that the belt buckle would make him uncomfortable. She had to summon up the courage to untie the belt.

She helped him take off his pants without looking sideways. Under the bright light, he has a pair of long straight legs with strong texture, which is even more charming than the long legs Europa, which has recently swept the whole Chinese country.

She looked at it for a while. Then she remembered to help him put on his pants.

Trousers are better than clothes. She helped him put them on without much effort. After all this, she fell down on the bed, put her hand on his waist and fell asleep.

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