She's a shrewd and sweet woman who transmigrated into a book.

Chapter 32 You're Being mean to me again
"Lie down!"

Leng Yunting said coldly.

Liu Jingyi knew that Leng Yunting was susceptible to this kind of thing.

Liu Jingyi immediately lay down obediently, after all, she had the privilege of enjoying a man's massage before.

Liu Jingyi was still wondering where he learned it, or if other women had also enjoyed it.

Of course, I was also a little jealous.

Whether it was because Leng Yunting's technique was too comfortable or because she was too tired today, Liu Jingyi fell asleep in no time.

Leng Yunting looked at the sleeping woman and said softly, "You little ingrate."

The next day, when Leng Yunting went out, he saw Chen's wife also going out.

"Commander Leng, come out!"

Sister-in-law Chen is very popular. Leng Yunting had previously asked her to keep an eye on Liu Jingyi.

"Hmm!"

Leng Yunting smiled and agreed, giving off a very refined impression, then said with a smile,

"Sister-in-law, Jingyi is still young, so I'll have to trouble you to take care of her more often."

Sister-in-law Chen is growing more and more fond of Liu Jingyi, and quickly said, "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her and make sure she's not bullied by anyone in the compound."

Leng Yunting's politeness was just right.

Recently, Sister Chen has become quite familiar with Liu Jingyi, and she has indeed heard Liu complain about Leng Yunting quite a bit.

Sister-in-law Chen felt that Leng Yunting was not good enough for Liu Jingyi in any way.

She complained that he had a bad temper, got angry easily, and his mood was unpredictable.

She even complained that the man was too shrewd, and that she was no match for him at all.

After the two became familiar with each other, Liu Jingyi spoke of Leng Yunting without holding back.

If Sister Chen didn't know Leng Yunting, she would think that the Leng Yunting in their eyes was not the same person.

After all, it was Leng Yunting who initially asked her to take good care of Liu Jingyi.

However, Liu Jingyi didn't appreciate it at that time.

Leng Yunting has an exceptionally handsome appearance, perhaps because of his special status.

The gestures he inadvertently revealed all carried the air of someone in a superior position.

However, Sister Chen, after all, was an experienced person. Although Liu Jingyi complained to her from time to time, she probably didn't even know how radiant she looked whenever she talked about Leng Yunting.

They truly love without realizing it.

"Commander Leng, if I may be so bold as to say something, Jingyi truly wants to spend her life with you."

Leng Yunting smiled and nodded.

After Sister Chen left, Leng Yunting thought to himself, "She's really something, she fooled Sister Chen so quickly."

Leng Yunting was fully aware of Liu Jingyi's trip to Niuzhuang yesterday.

However, they didn't notice anything wrong, so they turned a blind eye.

After all, they were her relatives and family. As long as there were no problems, he didn't intend to expose her.

After Liu Jingyi got up, she took out her and Leng Yunting's clothes.

I didn't even think about eating lunch.

Leng Yunting also didn't come back at noon because he had too many things to do and was on leave.

When he returned home after finishing his work in the afternoon, he saw the young woman lying on the bed with a pale face.

Upon seeing this, Leng Yunting knew perfectly well that Liu Jingyi's stomach ailment had flared up.

"You already have a stomach problem, why don't you eat properly?" Leng Yunting said loudly.

Liu Jingyi was already upset, and hearing Leng Yunting's questioning made tears stream down her face. "I...I just wanted to hurry up and get your clothes ready...I...I forgot the time..."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yunting was surprised for a moment, but then said seriously, "That won't work either."

Liu Jingyi's eyelashes instantly misted over, and the next moment she pushed him away, sobbing, "You're being mean to me! If you don't want it, I'll just give it away."

Liu Jingyi struggled to get up, but her body was weak and powerless. Instead, her stomach cramped, causing her to hiss in pain. Her face contorted in pain, and cold sweat broke out.

As soon as Liu Jingyi finished speaking, she was pulled into the man's strong arms, leaving no room for resistance.

Leng Yunting's warm palms carefully covered her aching stomach, gently massaging it.

The man's deep voice sounded in her ear, carrying a hint of barely perceptible annoyance and a softened compromise, "You're not allowed to give it away. It was my fault. I shouldn't have been so harsh with you."

After a moment of silence, his voice deepened, "Yiyi, you must take care of yourself first in everything you do."

"Where's the medicine?"

She sobbed for a moment, then pointed pitifully to the drawer beside her, "It's...there."

Leng Yunting stood up, his long legs taking only a few steps to cross the path. He opened the drawer and precisely located the medicine.

He then got up to pour a glass of warm water, returned to the bedside, sat down, took out two pills, and held them to Liu Jingyi's lips, commanding, "Open your mouth."

Liu Jingyi didn't actually want to eat, but under the man's gaze, she obediently opened her mouth.

The medicine was put into the mouth, followed by warm water to the lips.

Liu Jingyi drank a few sips of water from his hand and swallowed the medicine.

The bitter taste of the pill as it went down her throat made her frown slightly.

"bitter……"

She complained softly, with a hint of distress and coquettishness.

Leng Yunting didn't say anything, but instead handed the water glass closer, and only put it down after she had finished drinking it all.

"Lie down quietly, I'll go make you some porridge."

Liu Jingyi nodded.

After taking the medicine, the pain gradually subsided, but fatigue washed over me. I closed my eyes, muttering under my breath, "Domineering...unreasonable...always yelling at me..."

Listening to her soft complaints, Leng Yunting turned to look at the little woman whose breathing was gradually becoming steady, "She really has no conscience."

Leng Yunting's gaze swept over the brand-new clothes on the table, lingered for a moment, and then he quietly walked out.

A moment later, a slight noise came from the kitchen. Leng Yunting rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms, and skillfully began to rinse the rice and start the fire.

He remembered that when his stomach problems flared up, thick millet porridge was the best.

Liu Jingyi was awakened by the aroma of porridge. She opened her eyes groggily. Her stomach no longer hurt, but it felt empty and a little uneasy.

The door was pushed open, and Leng Yunting walked in carrying a bowl.

He sat down by the bed, stirred it with a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it gently, and then held it to her lips.

"eat something."

As Liu Jingyi watched the man's gentle movements and looked at his flawless face, the slight awkwardness and grievance in her heart suddenly dissipated.

After all, the man was thinking of her.

She opened her mouth, and the warm millet porridge slid down her throat, carrying the natural sweetness of the rice grains, and a warm feeling instantly spread from her stomach.

Liu Jingyi ate in small bites, and he fed her patiently. The bowl of porridge was quickly emptied.

Are you still feeling unwell?

Liu Jingyi shook her head and said softly, "Much better."

"Ah."

Leng Yunting responded and took the empty bowl out to wash it.

(End of this chapter)