Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Shu Guoguo raised his eyes and looked at him. His heart was like a fierce hurricane across the sea, which immediately set off a hundred strange waves. Finally, it turned into the calmest pool water without waves.

She gently pushed him away and said in a low but clear voice, "it's brother Zian taking care of me these two days."

With that, she didn't look at him again, stroked her messy long hair and walked out of the clinic.

The car was parked outside the door and the driver was waiting in the car. Including Xu Hui, who is still sitting in his passenger seat.

Shu Guoguo opened the rear door, held his bandaged leg and sat in with some difficulty.

The driver's eldest brother is a warm-hearted comrade. He asked with concern, "Miss Shu, are you better?"

"Well, yes, thank you." Shu Guo smiled at him.

"Oh, you're welcome. You're fine." the driver also gave her a simple, honest and straightforward smile. They were still very friendly.

"Why hasn't the president come out yet?" at this time, Xu Hui coldly inserted a sentence. His eyes on Shu Guoguo were clearly dissatisfied.

Shu Guoguo was stunned for a moment and replied blankly, "I don't know."

Xu Hui was a little out of breath. He frowned and said, "Miss Shu, Yun is always so concerned about you. I hope you can at least think of him a little."

Shu Guoguo bit his teeth and replied impolitely, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Yes, the disputes between her and Yun Feiyang are not clear in a word? How does yunfeiyang treat her, and who really knows the inside story? Why did an outsider tell her what to do?

"Well, I didn't say anything." Xu Hui pursed his lips silently and turned his eyes out of the window.

When the car was quiet, no one said anything.

In this way, he waited silently for a while, and Yun Feiyang came out of the clinic calmly.

The pace is still sharp and steady, but the handsome face is more and more gloomy and unpredictable, and it seems to reveal a few unclear fatigue. His dark eyes are deep and invisible, which makes people feel that his figure is a little bleak for no reason

He sat up without saying a word, and the temperature in the whole car seemed to drop several degrees again.

Shu Guoguo has already spontaneously and consciously shrunk to the corner of the most edge of the back seat of the car. At such a time of strong low-pressure climate, she will never occupy a little more of his territory

The car started silently. Xu Hui spoke first, and his tone was careful and cautious: "President Yun, it's a little now. Do you think you should go back to the city first or find a place to eat here?"

"Just decide." Yun Feiyang was really tired. He said a little impatiently, then closed his eyes and leaned against the back seat to refresh himself.

Xu Hui nodded and ordered the driver to drive to a small famous farm restaurant nearby.

When she got off the bus, Shu Guoguo's injured leg was still inconvenient. She lingered in the car for a while, thinking secretly that maybe Yun Feiyang would help her out of humanitarian reasons.

But Yun Feiyang didn't even look at her. Without looking back, he got out of the car and closed the door.

The heavy crash of the door was almost earth shaking, which made Shuguo's eardrums numb.

Shu Guoguo curled his mouth silently. A man dragged his injured leg and got out of the car, limping with them to the restaurant.

When he got to the private room, Xu Hui didn't ask them who they were. He ordered the dishes according to yunfeiyang's taste. They are all the ones with special spicy taste. Shu Guoguo is thrilled when he listens to them.

She usually doesn't eat much spicy food. She has been ill these days, and she can't touch too spicy food.

But at this time, she obviously can't express any opinion. And even if she did, who would take her words seriously?

Since she decided to keep a stranger's distance from Yun Feiyang, didn't even Xu Hui, who has always been polite, begin to face her coldly?

She thought silently: that's it. Just hang around here. It's a big deal. When you get back to town, you can buy some snacks

The waiter took the menu and prepared it. Yun Feiyang, who had been sitting coldly on one side without saying a word, suddenly opened his mouth without expression: "add two more of your light flavor specialties and a bowl of hot red bean porridge by the way."

Red bean porridge? Shuguo's heart was slightly shocked. He wouldn't have ordered it for her, would he?

Because when she caught a cold, she never liked to eat, just wanted to drink porridge.

And my favorite food is red bean porridge without sugar. Well, he knows

The waiter was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, sir. We don't have red bean porridge here, only rice and noodles."

Yun Feiyang frowned unhappily. Xu Hui hurriedly said, "go and cook a pot now. The price will not be less for you."

"However, there are no ready-made red beans," said the waiter meekly. "If you want to cook, you can only cook white porridge or mung beans."

The cloud was flying and the eyes as black as jade turned and fell on Shu Guoguo, who was sitting at the table. He looked very impatient. It seemed that talking to her now was a very angry thing for him: "can you just eat mung beans?"

Er, Shu Guoguo didn't expect that he would suddenly ask her. For a moment, he was a little stunned and flustered. At the same time, there was a slight warmth at the bottom of his heart. He nodded carelessly and said, "OK, anything is OK. Just white porridge."

"Well, cook white porridge!" Yun Feiyang coldly gave the final order to the waiter, and then restored his silent and cold iceberg image without saying a word more.

There was nothing to say about the speed of cooking in this restaurant. Soon, all the dishes they ordered were ready one after another. The bowl of porridge specially added for Shu Guoguo in the back was also brought up in a steaming manner.

In addition to her knee, Shu Guoguo's hand was also hurt today. In addition, the porridge just cooked was too hot to eat. She could only eat it slowly, spoonful by spoonful.

Until the three men finished eating and put down the dishes, she didn't go down much porridge, and she couldn't eat a few mouthfuls of food.

Xu Hui and the driver greeted Yun Feiyang and went out first.

In the small private room, there were only Yun Feiyang and Shu Guoguo. The originally inharmonious atmosphere suddenly became more uncomfortable.

Yunfeiyang looked at the girl who was obviously far away from him, and irritably lit a cigarette. Thinking that she was still ill, he pressed it into the ashtray and put it out.

Shu Guoguo lowered his eyes and clumsily chewed porridge with a small spoon. But because the bandaged right hand was too unskillful, the hand was slightly crooked, and finally a spoonful of porridge scooped up was sprinkled back into the bowl.