The president's beloved dumb wife

Xiao dingxun unbuttoned his shirt. Yu Sheng knocked on the door and handed over a soft dry towel: "wipe it casually first. You'll be more comfortable if you drink a bowl of ginger soup and sweat under the quilt later."

Xiao dingxun reached out and took the towel. Yu Sheng subconsciously looked at him, but she was seeing his clothes spread out, revealing his strong honey chest and neatly arranged abdominal muscles. Even when she flustered away her eyes, she swept his Sexy Mermaid line, which meandered all the way to the appropriately tailored trousers waist under him

Yu Sheng's ears flushed. She hurriedly turned and walked out, but she heard him smile behind her. Yu Sheng blushed and hot, and couldn't help scolding him as an asshole.

"I'll put the wet clothes outside the door."

"Whatever you want."

Yu Sheng went directly into the kitchen and closed the kitchen door. She raised her hand, put the back of her cool hand on her cheek, leaned against the back of the door, and gently breathed a sigh of relief.

She took the ginger from the refrigerator, sliced it skillfully, then cut it into thin filaments, and began to cook ginger soup.

The native ginger of rural people tastes very strong. When Yu Sheng cut the ginger, he was choked several times and almost shed tears.

She deliberately doubled the amount and put it into the soup pot. In this way, the ginger soup must taste very sour.

Xiao dingxun took off all his wet clothes, wiped the water stains on his body with a towel, went to the bedside, opened the quilt, and lay down on the small bed where Yu Sheng slept when he was a child.

He didn't sleep all night. He was really stuffy and dizzy after being caught in the rain. Now he took off his wet clothes and lay in the soft and comfortable quilt. He soon felt sleepy.

There was a familiar smell between the breath and the nose, as if time had turned back to five years ago.

Xiao dingxun fell asleep, but he kept dreaming.

Everything in the dream can't get around ah Sheng.

Until the end, the picture fixed in his dream was still the picture of her crying with red eyes after he kissed her in the late night in the garden of Huayue mountain five years ago.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao..."

The soft voice woke him up from his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes. Ah Sheng in the dream stood in front of him alive.

The heat of ginger soup floated in the air. Through the fog, Yu Sheng's face was also somewhat blurred, as if it would disappear from his sight in the next moment.

"Ah Sheng..."

Xiao dingxun suddenly whispered softly. He sat up and hugged Yu Sheng tightly in his arms, regardless of the ginger soup in Yu Sheng's hand.

"Hey... Xiao dingxun!" the ginger soup in Yu Sheng's hand was dripping on the two people. Although she took some cold to bring the ginger soup in, it was still hot on her body.

Yu Sheng's natural skin was white and delicate, and his two thin white arms immediately became red.

Xiao dingxun was naked, and most of the ginger soup was sprinkled on him. Yu Sheng was worried: "let go, the soup is still hot..."

"I'm fine. It's not hot at all. Ah Sheng, I'm sorry. Don't cry..."

He seemed not to wake up from his dream, his arms tightly wrapped around her slender but graceful body, his handsome face was buried in her neck, and the child's light voice.

In fact, over the years, he often regrets that he said so many unkind words to ah Sheng and did so many things to hurt her.

But ah Sheng had died in the fire. He didn't even have a chance to say sorry.

But now, ah Sheng came back and stood in front of him.

Xiao dingxun's arms became tighter and tighter, almost trying to embed the person in his arms into his own bone marrow.

Yu Sheng could not help but frown: "you let go, it hurts... Xiao dingxun..."

Xiao dingxun let go slightly, but he still hooped Yu Sheng almost breathless.

"Ah Sheng, I'm sorry..." Xiao dingxun spoke again. Yu Sheng's originally tight body softened bit by bit. She looked down at him, but she could only see his soft, soft and slightly wet hair top. Behind his head, there was a spin. According to the old man, there was a spin. They were all good people with pure heart.

She couldn't help sighing. Maybe that's why she didn't even have a trace of resentment against him from beginning to end.

He is really a kind person. Even if he looks pale and cold on the surface, it will make people feel afraid to approach and difficult to speak, but she knows very clearly that his inner is not like this.

"Xiao dingxun, do you feel sorry for ah Sheng?"

Xiao dingxun's face was still close to her neck. Yu Sheng felt him nod gently.

"She's just a little cook in your family. How can you be sorry for her?"

"Yes, she never missed anything, but I didn't even have a tenth of my kindness to her. I often said some very mean words to hurt her. Many times, she cried because of my words, but I never repented..."

"Why did you do this to her?"

"I don't know. I don't know why once a Sheng is involved, my emotions are out of control, and even some things I didn't care about in the past, but as long as a Sheng is involved, I'm like another person, beyond recognition..."

Yu Sheng's eyes were sour. She raised her face slightly and didn't let her tears fall: "but Xiao dingxun, ah Sheng is dead..."

"Who are you?" Xiao dingxun suddenly raised his head. His eyes were full of unspeakable confusion. He looked at her, but it seemed that he was looking for another person through her.

Yu Sheng reached out and gently touched his forehead. It was hot.

The man was confused, but he didn't know.

Yu Sheng wanted to laugh at him, but he felt uncomfortable.

If only she could hear him say these words five years ago, she would be very happy.

"Mr. Xiao, this is Su Sheng."

Xiao dingxun stared at her and shook his head: "no, you are ah Sheng..."

"Although there is a word Sheng in my name, I'm really not your little cook ah Sheng."

Yu Sheng said, "you have a fever. I'll give you a bowl of ginger soup. You may feel better after drinking ginger soup and sleeping."

There was no medicine here. It rained so hard outside that almost half of the village was flooded. If the yard was not high, it would have been flooded.

Now, it seems to have become an isolated island, and it is impossible to go out.

Yu Sheng turned and went out of the room. He took another bowl of ginger soup and brought it. Xiao dingxun still sat like that. When he saw her coming in, his eyes lit up slightly: "ah Sheng..."