Top Spoiled Marriage: Mr Rong's Stepford Wife is a Little Sweet

In a coma, Ji Wuyou felt that she was bumping in the sea and was carried for a long way. The noise around was full of eardrums, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Vaguely, I felt that the warm palm was pasted on her forehead, which gave her cold heart comfort. In the case of unconsciousness, she subconsciously drilled into the man.

As if that was her oxygen.

When the man was hugged, he seemed stunned and immediately wanted to break away from the hand she held his waist. However, at the moment when Ji Wuyou's small face tears fell, he withdrew the hand he was going to tear away.

When she woke up, she was already on a large pink princess bed. The pleated gauze curtain fell from the ceiling, and the exquisite glass lamp was nearby.

In the air, there is a refreshing fragrance of jasmine. Birds are singing outside the window. The morning light is sprinkled from the French windows. The taste of the sun is particularly beautiful.

Lying in bed, Ji Wuyou reached out and touched the sheet under her body. It was fluffy and very comfortable.

Suddenly, she bounced out of bed as if the taut string in her head had broken.

The back neck, the bones of the whole body and the head hurt everywhere.

She ate painfully for a long time before she noticed the needle tube inserted in the back of her right hand and the drip bottle connected with the infusion tube. She raised her hand, pulled out the needle, rubbed her temples and staggered to stand up.

Got out of bed.

She can look at this room, which is not very beautifully decorated, but very lively.

If she remembered correctly, this should be Rongcheng, the Rong family in the center of the military region compound.

Ji Wuyou feels that her memory is very confused. She feels that she can't distinguish reality from dreams. All the memories emerge, which makes her very painful.

She raised her hand to touch her forehead and found that there were layers of gauze on it.

In front of the dressing table, she looked strangely at the man who was wearing a long white nightgown, with his black hair wrapped in gauze, but his face was too pale and had many scars.

The wound on his face has scabbed, leaving only a shallow scar.

Is she really... Reborn?

I can't tell what it feels like, but I still have to make sure I'm still alive again and again.

At this time, footsteps came from outside. The next second, the door of the room was pushed open from outside.

Ji Wuyou was surprised and looked up.

Outside the door came a girl wearing a light blue princess dress with long curly hair tied with ribbons. She was carrying a tray. There was a bowl containing hot porridge, a spoon, a cup of boiled water, and pills beside the boiled water.

When she saw Ji Wuyou standing on the dresser, she couldn't help shouting: "ah! Wuyou, are you awake?"

Rongchu quickly accepted the fact that Ji Wuyou woke up, walked over quickly, put the tray on one side of the tea table, and his face was filled with an excited smile.

"You've been sleeping for nearly half a month and haven't woken up. Do you know that we're all dying of your anxiety." Rong Chu grabbed her hand and the expression of concern on her face was very real.

"Clear?" Ji Wuyou quietly looked at the familiar face in front of him and shouted two words in a weak voice.

Rong Chu was slightly jokingly dissatisfied: "so you know me? What my eldest brother told you, I knew! But my eldest brother adopted you. You are a member of our Rong family. According to the generation, I am your little aunt. How can I call my name directly? It's really impolite."

Ji Wuyou looked at her lively appearance and pulled out a light smile on her pale face: "no, I'll call your name directly."

Rong Chu, Rong Shenxing's sister, is one year older than her and five years younger than Rong Shenxing. Although she is only 18 years old, she is really a kind-hearted girl. However, she makes friends carelessly. Like her previous life, she is good friends with Ning Yanshan.

Rong Chu looked like a child and showed spoiled eyes: "OK, what little aunt makes people sound very old. Just be clear. There are always some people who think it's a curse of beauty in ancient times. I like it. And that's what Yanshan calls me."

Ji Wuyou revived himself. At first, when others called Ning Yanshan's name, his face froze for a second or two.

Suddenly, she was pushed by Rong Chu and sat on the sofa. She picked up the hot porridge and gave it to her: "it's for you. It's always ready at home. I'm afraid you don't have to eat when you wake up suddenly. You have to thank my second brother."

Ji Wuyou's hand stirring the hot porridge with a spoon suddenly gave a meal. She showed a refreshing expression and eagerly asked Rong Chu, "where's the third uncle? How's the third uncle? Is there anything wrong with him?"

Rong Chu smiled and patted her hand: "it's all right. My second brother is so easy to have an accident."

Ji Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay, everything's okay.

"What happened in the back? Why can't I remember clearly?" she remembered, as if she was in a coma and noticed the smell of deep walking around her.

His cool temperament and fresh masculinity are the deepest memories of her life.

But when I woke up, I didn't see him.

"You fainted. Of course you can't remember clearly. My second brother, Jin Yi and reinforcements retreated safely to protect you. In addition, I heard brother Ke Shen say that my second brother insisted on being cool before he left. He blew Chen Lingshen's fighter plane all over. It is said that Chen Lingshen didn't dare to attend the summit in the capital of r the next day for fear that others would see his stink Face. Ha ha. "Rong Chu covered his mouth and smiled, explaining to Ji Wuyou.

"The third uncle's gunshot wound..."

"That's all right. My second brother has a thick skin. The bullet is stuck on his shoulder. He looks terrible, but not two hours after the operation. As soon as the anesthesia passed, he immediately went back to recover his life." Rong Chu said very normally.

"Get back to life with a gunshot wound..." Ji Wuyou murmured, a little worried.

Rong Chu pointed her head with his fingertips: "you'd better drink your porridge and replenish your strength! My second brother, who knows the weight best, said that nothing is nothing. Besides, after half a month, he can move freely and go to the presidential palace to recover his life."

"The third uncle went to the presidential palace?"

"Well, he'll come back for dinner tonight." Rong Chu glanced at his watch. It's too late. "Oh, worry free, eat yourself first. There are guests coming tonight. I have to go down to the kitchen to help."

"OK, you go and do it. I'll do it myself."

"Then be careful of scalding. After drinking porridge, remember to take medicine."

"Yes."

Ji Wuyou smiled and watched her leave.

Looking at the bowl of porridge for a while, she didn't have a good attitude towards Rong Chu. When she first arrived at Rong's house, she protected herself like a hedgehog, stabbing herself and others.

Rong Chu didn't hate her so much at first. Just like now, she was quiet and kind to her, but later, too many things eroded a person's patience.

But now it's different.

Nothing happened.

She can start over.

Moreover, the third uncle will come back for dinner tonight, which means we can meet tonight.

[Master, even if you and your third uncle can meet, you still can't achieve your ultimate wish to sleep with your third uncle one unpredictable day.]

The childish voice suddenly rang, and Ji Wuyou suddenly gushed out the porridge he drank.