After the divorce, Mommy A exploded all over the world

Chapter 358 Mr. Wen, why am I so hard to coax?I think I'm quite coaxing
Yu Anwan quickly swallowed the medicine.

Coupled with the fever, Yu Anwan passed out again after a while.

In a coma, Yu Anwan always felt that she was leaning on a large and solid chest.

The dry breath of the man's big hand can still be felt in the palm of his hand.

And that familiar smell of tobacco mixed with marine aftershave.

He wrapped Yu Anwan up heavily.

And a pair of invisible hands seemed to drag Yu Anwan completely into a dream.

Can't get up again.

There were countless people in the dream, but Wen Jin was the one who finally settled down.

Yu Anwan's breathing became constricted.

Then, Yu Anwan opened her eyes.

Everything in the dream was emptied.

The surroundings are still the familiar suites of the Four Seasons Hotel, but there is no Wenjin.

Yu Anwan was in a trance for a moment.

Is Wen Jin really here?
This time, she probably slept through and rested thoroughly, and Yu Anwan gained strength.

After she got up, brushed her teeth and washed her face, Yu Anwan walked out of the room.

Then, Yu Anwan saw the tin foil box on the dining table.

There is also a black Rimowa suitcase on the side, and the men's suit jacket is casually placed on the sofa.

so?
Yu Anwan calmly opened the tin foil box.

Inside are the dishes I mentioned earlier, but now it looks like they are already cold.

She glanced at the time subconsciously, it was evening now.

"Are you awake?" Wen Jin walked in from the balcony, and put away the phone in his hand naturally.

Yu Anwan watched calmly.

Wen Jin walked up to Yu Anwan, put his big hand on Yu Anwan's forehead: "The fever is gone."

Yu Anwan didn't respond.

"Just now I asked Tom to come over and give you a fever-reducing injection." Wen Jin explained.

"You've been here?" Yu Anwan answered irrelevantly.

Wen Jin didn't deny it, and hummed.

Yu Anwan knew that what happened before was not a dream, but a real existence.

Now, Yu Anwan calmed down, just looking at the cold food in front of her, it was delicious in color and fragrance.

It's just that after it's cold, it looks a little disgusting.

But Yu Anwan took a look, and then looked at Wen Jin.

The moment Yu Anwan raised her head, she happened to meet Wen Jin's eyes.

There was a complex look in this man's eyes, and he looked straight at Yu Anwan.

Yu Anwan couldn't explain why, but suddenly her heart beat faster.

Obviously, one should be as calm as water towards Wenjin.

But now he is not calm.

And Wen Jin's voice came calmly: "Yes."

Yu Anwan remained calm, but she didn't move her eyes away from Wen Jin: "So, Wen Jin, may I know what you are going to do?"

Wen Jin didn't speak.

"Isn't it good for you to accompany Lu Nanxin? Why do you have to appear in front of me?" Yu Anwan asked Wen Jin.

Wen Jin didn't respond, just lowered his brows and eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yu Anwan pursed her lips, looking at the food in front of her: "Did you make these?"

Wen Jin hummed.

In fact, Yu Anwan could tell at a glance that Wen Jin did it.

It is not that there are no Chinese restaurants in Paris, but there are very few that can reach the level of Wenjin.

As for how Wenjin borrowed the kitchen and ingredients, Yu Anwan didn't want to ask, since this person has skills and resources anyway.

It's a pity that it's cold.

Otherwise, Wenjin's craftsmanship is still very good.

And looking at Wen Jin's every move, Yu Anwan always felt that they were looking for candy in glass slag.

When it's cruel, it's cruel to death, and when it's sweet, it's sweet as hell.

Obviously, this person doesn't have himself in his heart at all.

Why bother!
Thinking about it, Yu Anwan lowered her eyebrows and looked a little quiet.

And Wen Jin had already walked in front of Yu Anwan, and Yu Anwan didn't look up until the man's leather shoes appeared under Yu Anwan's eyes.

Until Wen Jin's slender and slender hands pinched Yu Anwan's chin just like that.

Semi-forced to make Yu Anwan look at him.

A deep voice slowly escaped from her thin lips: "Is it so difficult to coax you? Why can't you coax me well?"

That tone was not unusually angry, but with a trace of helplessness.

Yu Anwan raised her head, and even saw a trace of indulgence in Wen Jin's eyes.

It was conniving at Yu Anwan's temper and character.

She was a little surprised.

But under such circumstances, Yu Anwan didn't express her emotions too clearly.

Instead, she looked at Wen Jin with a smile on her face.

It seemed to be joking again: "Mr. Wen, why am I so difficult to coax? I think I am easy to coax."

Wen Jin didn't speak.

"Is Mr. Wen trying to coax me? I'm hungry." Yu Anwan couldn't bear to speak seriously.

And the opened tin foil box was still there, and the dishes inside were cold.

Wen Jin didn't look at it, just asked, "What do you want to eat?"

That attitude is still good.

Yu Anwan had the illusion for a moment that she really felt that Wen Jin had put her in the palm of her hand.

And look at yourself now.

Sick and sick.

Wen Jin appeared in front of him in aggrieved manner.

Suddenly, Yu Anwan lost his temper.

To be correct, I don't want to add trouble to myself in such a situation.

If Wen Jin compromises, Yu Anwan will also cooperate.

It is purely to find candy in the glass slag.

Yu Anwan thought about Wen Jin's affection for her countless times, but now it happened under such circumstances.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it.

In Yu Anwan's view, another way to get revenge on Lu Nanxin is to keep Wen Jin by his side.

If Lu Nan couldn't get it, she would scratch her heart, so she would be happy.

Ah--

Even if it is glass shards, she can accurately find out the sugar.

It is absolutely impossible to wrong yourself.

"Whatever I say, will Mr. Wen do something for me?" Yu Anwan said lazily and hoarsely.

Wen Jin hummed: "Yes."

"Hot and sour noodles." Yu Anwan just said casually.

The nose is blocked, and I want something with such a heavy taste.

And Wen Jin took a look, and really turned around to prepare.

This time, Yu Anwan was stunned for a moment, and then she came back to her senses: "Forget it."

Wen Jin stopped walking and looked at Yu Anwan quietly: "What else do you want to eat?"

"Just eat these." Yu Anwan said directly.

She was referring to the dishes that Wenjin had cooked in front of her.

"These are cold." Wen Jin was straightforward, "It's not good to eat."

"You can just heat it up. If you waste food, you will be punished by God. I have taught Xiaobao not to waste food since I was a child." Yu Anwan's tone was still lazy.

Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan, then curled his lips silently: "Okay?"

Yu Anwan was still motionless, just curled up on the sofa.

But Yu Anwan's eyes fell on Wen Jin.

Watching Wen Jin pick up the cold food, let the hotel kitchen heat it up one by one and bring them over.

By the time Yu Anwan was in front of him, the rice was still steaming hot.

(End of this chapter)