Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Yes, he really has the capital to charm people's hearts.

Lying on the bed, Ning Xiaotong stroked her chest, feeling a strong beating.

In my mind, tossing and turning, what passed was his handsome figure, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and charming smile.

Alas, I clearly said that it was going to end, even said such indifferent words, but why, every time, I couldn't help myself and couldn't control myself to do some childish actions to bring him hope again?

But she couldn't let go of his injury.

Sighing, she rested for a while, got up from the bed, and began to prepare porridge for the evening.

The process of making medicinal porridge is extremely troublesome. You must always stand in front of the stove and watch the heat.

In this way, the medicinal materials mixed in the porridge can exert their effectiveness.

In the evening, I arrived at the Banshan villa as scheduled, and Zhao Ma was still guarding the door.

His eyes flicked across the villa at random, but as expected, there was no sign of that person.

Passed the porridge to Mama Zhao, Mama Zhao quickly took it, pretending not to care, and said, "Sir is not at home right now."

Ning Xiaotong instinctively responded, "Oh."

It wasn't until the words came out that I realized something was wrong, as if I came here specifically to find him, and smiled at Zhao Ma embarrassedly, "It doesn't matter if he is there or not, just help me watch him eat porridge on time."

The mood is not as excited as when I came here, but a little bit lonely.

But, when I really have to face it myself, I don't know how to make a decision.

As always, twice a day, Ning Xiaotong would deliver the boiled medicinal porridge to the villa in the middle of the mountain, and then take a taxi back.

Of course, sometimes, what is sent is nourishing medicinal soup.

In short, during this period of time, the delivery is not repeated every day.

With the rain experience last time, she ordered the driver several times to stop there and wait for her.

One day, Ning Xiaotong couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, and asked Zhao's mother, "He, did you say how the porridge I made was good for him?"

Zhao's mother shook her head, "Mr. never mentioned it."

Ning Xiaotong responded lightly, then turned around as usual, and walked outside.

Zhao Ma watched Ning Xiaotong's figure disappear before turning around and entering the room.

He conveyed Ning Xiaotong's question to Huangfu Lin.

After hearing this, Huangfu Lin felt very helpless.In fact, he was waiting for her to ask herself.

He waved his hand to signal Mother Zhao to go down. It has become a habit to stay at the villa in the middle of the mountain at this time every day.

Because, I know that person will bring me porridge.

Sometimes, Huangfu Lin is still very grateful to the person who stabbed him. If he hadn't been injured, he would never have received such good treatment.

In the evening, Ning Xiaotong came as scheduled to deliver porridge to Huangfu Lin.

Zhao's mother held back her words for many days and finally asked, "Little Tong, you work so hard, aren't you tired from running around every day?"

Ning Xiaotong nodded, "Tired."

"Then why don't you stay here, besides, sir, he also very much hopes that you will stay." Mother Zhao spoke slowly after deliberation.

Watching Ning Xiaotong come every day, Huangfulin never misses the undisguised light and hope in his eyes.

Ning Xiaotong forced a smile, "It's not very convenient."

In fact, it's not that it's inconvenient, but that I don't know how to face him.

Last time, the atmosphere between the two of them in the car was very good and relaxed.

But when I got out of the car, it seemed to be back to the starting point.

Some people will definitely say that they occupy Huangfu Lin's love and selfishly enjoy his sacrifices.

In fact, otherwise, there is no fairness in love.

Who is right and who is wrong, who pays and who does not, is a relative concept.