Pamper your waist

She went back to the bedroom, changed some clothes, picked up the thermos bucket, and left the house under Aunt Song's encouraging gaze.

……

It wasn't until the car stopped at the door of Sheng Yanchen's villa that An Yan began to hesitate again.

Now that we are here, she is backing out again.

In fact, to be honest, even she herself had never thought about why she came here. But when Aunt Song said that she wanted to meet the person she wanted to see, the first thing she thought of was him.

By the time she came to her senses, she had already arrived at the door of his house.

It's not a problem to sit in the car all the time.

An Yan picked up the thermos bucket and got out of the car.

As for Sheng Yanchen, she had her fingerprints taken before. If she wanted to, she could just open the door and go in.

But standing at the door, An Yan still hesitated.

She always felt that it was not good to just open the door and break into his house without saying hello.

Just when she was in a daze, wondering whether she should open the door directly or ring the doorbell.

Suddenly someone opened the door from inside.

Sheng Yanchen appeared in front of her, leaning there lazily.

He was wearing loose home clothes, his hair was messy, and he was looking at her quietly with his arms folded.

There was a clear smile in his eyes, and seeing that she had no intention of speaking, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Why did Miss An remember to come to my place? It's such a rare visitor, it makes my humble room full of glory."

He had a habit of canceling her.

An Yan had no intention of making trouble with him. She raised her hand and handed over the thermos bucket in her hand.

"Here's this for you. I cooked a little too much for dinner. Aunt Song and I couldn't finish it, so we packed some for you..."

"Hurry up and eat while others are around. People who are sick must eat well to recover faster..."

After stuffing something into him and saying what needed to be said, An Yan turned around and ran away, with no intention of staying at all.

How could Sheng Yanchen let go of someone he finally met so easily.

He reached out and grabbed her, dragging her back and into his arms.

"For the sake of me being a patient, please stay with me for a little longer. I miss you..."

An Yan suddenly felt her nose was sore and her heart was sore.

Even though he said that, he didn't really miss her.

If he really missed her, why would he ignore her and not see her?

Hasn't the initiative between them always been in his hands?

It was always him who had the final say, coming when he wanted, leaving when he wanted, pestering her if he wanted to see her, and ignoring her if he wanted to ignore her.

But in the end, he justly blamed her for being cruel, for not caring about him and not thinking about him.

It's funny to say that in this relationship, when did she, Anyan, have the right to make decisions?

Thinking of this, An Yan couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

She broke away from him, refusing to compromise or stay.

"I'm going back, my daughter is still waiting for me at home."

It's the same excuse, the same routine again.

But what is useful to Sheng Chuhong may not be useful to Sheng Yanchen.

It was absolutely impossible for him to let her go in the present tense. If he really let her go, he would be a fool.

He ignored An Yan's protest and pulled the person in directly.

"I'm already so sick. You have to take care of me. If you don't care, what if I really die of this disease?"

"Wouldn't it be a big loss for you to lose such an almighty man like me?"

An Yan really had no way to deal with him.

She knew that Sheng Yanchen never believed this, but she still didn't like him being so open-minded.

An Yan always felt that people should still have some respect.She raised her hand to cover his mouth, stopping him from continuing.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a little cold, it can't be so serious."

She took the thermos bucket back from Sheng Yanchen and placed it on the dining table nearby.

Then he walked helplessly towards the kitchen.

"Until you are sick, stop making trouble and go eat while it's still hot."

Sheng Yanchen stood there steadily, watching her busy in the kitchen, taking bowls and chopsticks and pouring hot water.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and his face was filled with a smile that couldn't be hidden.

It was rare that he finally came to him and brought him food.

After all, she still cares about him and cares about him.

Sheng Yanchen walked to the dining table and sat down, enjoying An Yan's care with peace of mind.

Anyan poured the soup from the thermos bucket into a bowl and left it to dry for him on the side of the house.

Sheng Yanchen glanced at it and immediately frowned.

"Why so much ginger? You know, I hate eating ginger the most."

"And radishes... I don't eat radishes either..."

"Anyan, are you sure you're not trying to trick me on purpose?"

An Yan glared at him angrily. She worked so hard to bring it to him, but he actually disliked it for some reason.

"Don't you have a cold and a stuffy nose? These are warming tonics that can relieve the cold in your body."

"It's time now, so stop being so picky. Don't you want to get better soon?"

"This soup is delicious. The flavors of these ingredients are not strong. You should try it first."

Sheng Yanchen keenly caught the loophole in her words, suddenly approached her, and smiled brightly.

"This soup...did you cook it specially for me?"

When An Yan heard this, her face turned red and she denied it without thinking.

"No...no! It's just the rest. You can drink it as you like or not!"

Her reaction had made the answer clear.

Sheng Yanchen didn't expose her, so as not to really offend her, he simply walked away. If he took advantage of him, the gain would outweigh the loss.

He brought the bowl over and drank most of it in one go.

After the steaming soup enters the body, it immediately brings an indescribable sense of comfort.

As she said, the soup was delicious and had no strange or unacceptable taste.

Sheng Yanchen drank the remaining half of the bowl in one go.

After drinking it, he immediately felt warm all over his body, the discomfort of nasal congestion was relieved, and his whole body felt comfortable.

When a person feels comfortable, his appetite naturally improves. He ate up every bit of the food An Yan brought.

He wiped his mouth contentedly and stretched again.

To be honest, it had been a long time since he had eaten such a delicious meal.

Seeing An Yan getting up to clean up, he took her hand, stood up and led her towards the living room.

He hugged her and nestled into the soft sofa together.

"Leave it alone for now, don't rush to pack it up."

"Come and stay with me for a while..."

"I've been feeling really uncomfortable these past few days. I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time..."

He was still a little uncomfortable, so he lay down against her.

An Yan was pressed by him and couldn't move. She wanted to push him away and refuse decisively.

But when I saw the thick dark circles under his eyes, I couldn't bear it anymore.

I had no choice but to let him lean on me like this, hugging him like a big obedient dog.