The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 304 Willingly
Gong Che stood where he was, thought for a few seconds, and decided to go back to the palace first, and come back with Xu Nian tomorrow morning.

"Intensive Care Unit on the fifth floor of City No. [-] Hospital, call two people to guard Anna." Standing in front of the elevator, he called Special Assistant Fang and ordered.

Special assistant Fang was really good-tempered, and he didn't complain when he was called up from the bed, and responded, "I will arrange it."

"Ah."

After the signal was hung up, the elevator happened to come up and the door opened. Gong Che took a long leg and was about to close the elevator door when he saw Zhong Ze, who had changed into a white casual shirt, hurried over.

"Together?" he asked.

Zhong Ze nodded. The two of them stood together. They were about the same height, but Zhong Ze was thinner than Gong Che. Most of the time, Zhong Ze gave off the impression of a frail scholar.

"How is Xu Nian these days?" In the silence, Zhong Ze spoke first.

Gong Che glanced at him, and said calmly, "Very good."

"Does she know this female patient tonight?" Zhong Ze didn't mean anything else when he asked this question. He just felt that women are sensitive|sensitive, especially during pregnancy. , is still unchanged.

"I know." Gong Che's answer was absolutely unhuman and indifferent.

Zhong Ze just nodded, and he didn't make a sound anymore. He could faintly know Gong Che, as if he still had hostility towards him?

"Does your wife know that you care about my wife so much?"

When the first floor arrived, Gong Che whispered these words in Zhong Ze's ear when he stepped out of the elevator.

Zhong Ze paused abruptly for a few seconds, looking at the tall and slender back of the man in front of him, he couldn't help but laugh.

The matter between him and Xu Nian, Chen Zhima rotten millet, is difficult for him, so he will always remember it!

……

……

When Zhong Ze returned home, he found that the light in the living room was still on. His heart was filled with waves and he was surrounded by joy.

The TV in the living room is still on, with advertisements playing, and the volume is not loud, presumably because they are afraid of disturbing the elderly who are light sleepers.

On the fabric sofa, Song Sisi leaned on the armrest of one side of the sofa and propped her forehead with her hands. She really couldn't wait, so she squinted her eyes for a while.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she woke up suddenly, her forehead slipped from her hands, and her straight black hair fell down over her shoulders, covering her face.

At this moment, Zhong Ze had already walked up to her, squatted down, grabbed a lock of her hair with his right hand, his delicate face came into his eyes, he smiled slightly, and his voice floated softly: "Why not?" Go upstairs and sleep?"

Song Sisi snatched her hair from his hand, changed the subject and said, "There is a supper warming up for you in the kitchen, do you want to eat it?"

"Okay." Zhong Ze saw the blush under her neck, an elegant smile floated on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes locked on her.

"Then sit down first, and I'll serve it to you." Song Sisi ran to the kitchen as soon as she finished speaking.

Zhong Ze stared at her back reluctantly, probably aware of his gaze. When she rushed into the kitchen, she obviously seemed to be running away.

He held back his laughter, his chest was filled with the joy of regaining what was lost, and he couldn't help but feel that even though he lost someone in Hong Kong City, he won such a relationship for them anyway, and it's okay to lose a few more times.

He is willing.

Song Sisi came out with a bowl of pork rib noodles and put a few leaves of green vegetables. The aroma of the food wafted into Zhong Ze's nose. Only then did he feel that he had been hungry for a long time.

"...you made it?" Zhong Ze asked in surprise as he took the chopsticks from her.

Song Sisi's expression froze, and then she widened her eyes and said in embarrassment: "Eat quickly, remember to wash the dishes after eating, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Before she got up, her hand was already grabbed.

"Eat with me." It was rare for Zhong Ze to say such words similar to acting like a baby.

Song Sisi froze for a few seconds, didn't say yes or no, just sat beside him, struggled a little bit, seeing that he was holding on tightly, so she let him go.

In fact, she hasn't been so comfortable with Zhong Ze for a long time.

Because of the loss of the child, she really had too much resentment towards him, and when she lost her mind, she really had the idea of ​​not giving up without a divorce.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would never let go...

"Too much salt is added, it's a bit bitter."

Zhong Ze made a sudden noise, interrupting Song Sisi's daydream, staring at him, and saw him frowning slightly, showing a somewhat unbearable look.

Almost immediately, anger appeared on Song Sisi's face, she stretched out her hand, and shouted, "Give it back to me if you like it or not."

He kindly made him a bowl of sparerib noodles, but he still disliked it, and he didn't think about her being at home before, but she had never even been in the kitchen, and it was less than a year since she married him, and she learned how to make such simple noodles. It's fine if he's not grateful, but he still hates it?Dislike your sister!
She decided angrily in her heart: never do it again!

"I'm serious, do you want to try it?" Zhong Ze smiled slightly, holding a small mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks, and approaching Song Sisi's mouth.

Song Sisi was dazzled by his smile, and opened his mouth in a strange way.

She only tasted a little, and the noodles were long, so she tasted it seriously after biting it off.

"It's not salty, isn't your mouth bitter?" Song Sisi frowned.

Zhong Ze picked up what she had eaten again and put it in his mouth. The next second, he said seriously: "I feel sweet now."

"..."

Song Sisi was a little slow, blushing, did he deliberately find fault?Feed her noodles, and eat her leftovers, when did he become like this?

"I went back to my room to sleep, you eat slowly by yourself."

About 10 minutes later, Zhong Ze unscrewed the door of the master bedroom, and saw the person lying on the bed with his back facing him, walking lightly, not wanting to disturb her.

When he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom, Song Sisi, whose eyelashes were trembling on the bed, opened her eyelids, turned over, lay down, and touched her chest with her right hand. Why did she dance so hard?

The sound of drizzling water came into his ears, Song Sisi felt that his mind was out of control, and he couldn't help but imagine Zhong Ze's body...

Her cheeks were hot, she shyly pulled up the quilt, covered herself completely, and chattered endlessly: "Song Sisi, you pervert..."

After a long time, Song Sisi, who hadn't fallen asleep at all, tensed up when she heard footsteps behind her, and quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"How many times have I told you that you can't sleep with your face covered, and you always don't listen."

Zhong Ze's rambling voice sounded softly, and the next second, Song Sisi pulled the quilt tightly in her hand, she let go, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

A second ago, Zhong Ze really thought that she might have fallen asleep, but after tearing off the quilt, he stared at her little face with the dizzy yellow desk lamp on the bed, her trembling eyelashes, her tightly pursed lips, There are slightly clasped hands...

She is pretending to sleep!

(End of this chapter)