Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Yan Xixi was just worried.

Li Zhen brought many dishes, and the most amazing thing was a bottle of Laoganma.

When the wind blew in through the open window, the small table was already full of dishes: shredded green peppers and potatoes, chicken nuggets mixed with Laoganma, roasted cowboy bones just right, and even boiled for seven or eight hours. Rich and fragrant tomato oxtail soup.

When she lifted the lid of the beef soup, Huang Xiaojue slowly opened her eyes.

"Hey, Xiaojue, it's time to eat. The soup is so hot, it's just right to eat it later."

He sat up and saw that she took hot towels and toiletries and served him very skillfully.While washing his face, she muttered: "Xiaojue, have you noticed? As long as you sleep, you must brush your teeth, otherwise everything you eat will taste bad..."

Washing his face, brushing his teeth, even when he looked down, he saw that he had been changed into a loose and comfortable T-shirt.

"The clothes are loose so they don't stick to the wound, understand? Hey, your hair is rotten. I have to take a look. You should be able to wash your hair tomorrow... Well, you can slowly sit up and move around. The weather is hot. Well, if you keep lying and covering yourself, maybe you will get lice..."

Lice?

He grinned and laughed.

These days he wakes up and sleeps in a daze, he never knows if this is a dream or reality.

He quietly pinched himself, and the pain came. It turned out that it was true.

Yan Xixi turned her head and just saw this scene. She was stunned and her heart was pierced, but she immediately looked away, pretending not to see it, and her voice was still very light: "Xiao Jue, come and eat this, eat it if you are hurt. This is the best..."

This time, it was no longer she who fed him, but she who ate with him.

That was what he longed for most.

The roses outside the window have long since faded away, but it does not affect the faint fragrance of flowers that comes with the wind at all.Sometimes he looked at her, and sometimes he bowed his head to eat, as if this scene was still unbelievable.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of turns, waiting for this moment.But why does this moment become so empty and lonely when I am really awake?

He was terrified at the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth and kept calm all the time.

He just watched her quietly to wash the dishes.

When she was studying, she didn't like washing dishes the most.At that time, the cafeteria did not provide tableware as it does now. Students basically brought their own lunch boxes, and washed the dishes by themselves after eating.

When I asked her to wash the dishes, she murmured that the dishes were greasy and would thicken after washing her hands.

Then, he always helped her wash the dishes, every now and then, every year...

He never felt that there was anything wrong, because at home, Huang's mother didn't like to wash dishes and do housework.Since he was a child, he was used to seeing his mother always dressed neatly. Although she was far from untouchable, she really didn't do anything except cook for her son occasionally.

Lao Huang is also happy for his wife to enjoy.But if he wants his wife to be so beautiful and delicate all day long, he will be happy when he sees it, and it doesn't matter if he does more housework.

In essence, he was just like his father, after pampering a woman, nothing was wrong with him anymore.

It's just that, in his life, he has only washed dishes for her.

Now, it is her turn to be busy in the kitchen, three meals a day, changing patterns, the whole house is bright and clean, and even the terrible smell emanating from his head because he hasn't washed it for many days... And she, never had it Not the slightest bit of impatience.