Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 79: It's Useless, It's Affectionate (3)

Lan Weiwei looked in the mirror, glanced at the slap marks that didn't fade after applying it, gritted her teeth, and said to the door: "Mother Chen, I understand, I'll go downstairs immediately."

"Then... I'll go first."

"Well, Mama Chen, be careful on the road." Although Lan Weiwei also knew that it was impolite to speak to others like this, but she didn't want them to see her current appearance, so she insisted on not opening the door.

Lan Weiwei let her hair down to cover the slap marks on her cheek when she heard the sound of Chen Ma's leaving footsteps, and then opened the door.

When she went downstairs, Chen's mother had already left, and Tang Ruochen was still sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. The moment Lan Weiwei turned her head, she couldn't help but be stunned by his appearance. So elegant and deep, I was so fascinated by him that I couldn't take my eyes off her.

She An endured her heartbeat, walked over to a place two meters away from him and stopped, and asked cautiously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Tang Ruochen didn't open his eyes to look at her, nor did he reply, he just frowned and snorted.

In her memory, he was the one who took care of her when she got drunk twice. This was the first time she saw him drink, and she wanted to return the favor to him no matter what, so Lan Weiwei continued to ask: "what can I do for you?"

Unexpectedly, he coldly rejected it: "No need."

She has personally experienced the feeling of being drunk, and now his stomach must be very uncomfortable, Lan Weiwei glanced at the food on the table, it seems that he can't eat, "You sit here and don't move around , I'll make some porridge for you."

"I said, I don't want to drink the porridge you made!"

Hearing this, Lan Weiwei stopped in her tracks, turned her head and said, "I didn't ask you to eat it as a meal, if you don't like it, you can hold back and drink a few sips first, it will be better for your stomach."

With that said, she walked into the kitchen alone, washed the rice quickly, pressed a quick button on the pressure cooker, then took another cup of hot water, and handed it to the coffee table in front of him. At this moment, Tang Ruochen was alone Looking at the window, I was a little dazed, noticing the movement, and didn't look back, just said lightly: "You can go to eat."

His mood has been a little unstable recently, hot and cold, making people unpredictable, but Lan Weiwei couldn't bear to leave him for dinner when he was drunk, so she thought for a while and said: "The porridge will have to wait for half an hour. Help you up to rest?"

"unnecessary."

Lan Weiwei didn't know how to take care of a drunk person, and she was afraid that she couldn't take care of him well. After seeing him drunk, she was filled with tenderness. Of course, she wanted to care about him, and she was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable. Let go He doesn't care, because he is afraid that his stomach will be uncomfortable, he is sitting alone, and he is afraid that he will lose, and he is cooking porridge for him, and he is afraid that he will be scalded. Comfortable.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Lan Weiwei sat quietly on the sofa with him without saying a word. After a long silence, there was a ding sound from the kitchen, indicating that the porridge was ready.

Lan Weiwei got up and walked into the kitchen, brought out a bowl of porridge, stirred it a few times with a spoon, still worried, for fear of scalding him, she simply brought it to Tang Ruochen, ready to feed him herself, she held the spoon in her mouth Blowing gently, carefully stretched it to Tang Ruochen's lips.

When Tang Ruochen noticed that she was feeding him, his expression flashed with surprise. In fact, he didn't drink much, but he was a little bored and didn't want to talk. She actually thought she was drunk... I remember only showing her face this morning. I thought she would be angry, but it turns out she still has such a gentle side.

(End of this chapter)