Hidden Marriage 100 Points: Actor Husband, Deep Routine

Chapter 222 Too Hard to Sit
"Breakfast, have it in your room."

Feng Beichen saw that she was in severe pain, but he was stubbornly unwilling to let him help him, insisting on relying on himself.

It took more than half an hour to go into the bathroom.

If she went downstairs to eat at the restaurant, she might faint from the pain...

Gu Nianxing gouged him out and didn't speak.

Although she knew that husband and wife obligations were inevitable, but if Feng Beichen used her like a blow-up doll, regardless of whether her body could bear it, she thought, she still had to have a good talk with him.

After a while, the housekeeper and several servants came in with a hearty breakfast.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Gu Nianxing always feels that the way the housekeeper and servants look at him has some hidden meaning.

He couldn't help but think of the scene where Feng Beichen carried her all the way back from the parking lot last night...the two kissed passionately.

There were many servants there at that time.

That picture is indeed a bit too pretentious, and the scale is too big...

Thinking of last night, she felt the temperature of her cheeks start to rise again.

"do not move……"

Seeing her enduring the pain and moving towards the dining table where the food was placed, Feng Beichen hurried forward and picked her up by the waist.

Gu Nianxing was a little embarrassed at first, but now Feng Beichen hugged her in front of the servant again, making her subconsciously raise her eyes to look at the housekeeper and servant beside her.

"You guys step back first." Feng Beichen noticed that the body of the person in his arms suddenly tensed up, and he glanced at the housekeeper and the servant who was holding back his smile from the corner of his eye, his face turned cold.

"Yes."

The butler quickly suppressed his smile, and retreated with the servant.

Without the onlookers, Gu Nianxing felt a little more relaxed.

However, after Feng Beichen hugged her and sat down on the dining chair by the dining table, he didn't intend to put her down.

Gu Nianxing frowned, looking a little unnatural, "...I can do it myself."

Feng Beichen paused for a few seconds before saying, "The stool is too hard to sit on."

Obviously, he still had no intention of letting her go.

"Your legs aren't that soft either."

I don't know his logic, struggling to get rid of him, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder, pressed his thin cold lips against her ear, and murmured in a low voice: "Last night, it was me It's too much, I will feed you this breakfast myself as an apology."

"..."

As he spoke, his hot breath sprinkled on her neck.

She just felt her scalp go numb.

Just wanted to say, who needs you to apologize?

It's awkward to let you feed me, okay?
He didn't seem to notice her speechless look.

Elegantly and calmly, she took a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge with a spoon and handed it to her lips.

As if thinking of something, he put the spoon to his lips and blew it before handing it to her again, "Your stomach is not good, it would be better to have some stomach-warming food for breakfast."

"...Can I come by myself?"

"No."

"Then I won't eat it."

Although being served by others, it is really enjoyable to open your mouth and stretch out your hands when you eat.

However, Feng Beichen hugging her like this already made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Now, he suddenly feeds her mouthfuls like this, even if the food in front of her is the most alluring delicacies in the world, she feels suddenly dull.

In short, the appetite suddenly disappeared.

Seeing her turn her face to one side, as if angry, his deep eyes dimmed, and he put the spoon back into the porridge bowl, "It seems that the chef's breakfast is not up to standard, it's time to change a batch of chefs."

Gu Nianxing just wanted to say, what's the matter with the chef?

But he got up with her in his arms and walked towards the door of the room.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to the restaurant."

"Early in the morning...can you not toss?"

Feng Beichen's eyes flickered, "Yes."

Hearing his finally compromised tone, she was slightly relieved, "Then, you put me down?"

"You eat porridge first."

"..."

Turned around and returned to the original point.

In the end, he fed the bowl of porridge into her mouth spoon by spoon.

Even after eating the whole bowl of porridge, she still couldn't taste what the porridge tasted like.

Probably all of his thoughts and attention were focused on his careful and extremely caring movements when feeding her porridge.

"Do you... feed people often?"

As soon as she asked this sentence, she suddenly felt that she was asking for trouble.

Sure enough, Feng Beichen's sexy thin lips pursed into a slight curve, staring into her eyes, and said in a very serious tone: "What do you think?"

"When I didn't ask."

Avoiding his gaze, she twisted her body, "I've eaten the porridge too, can you let me go now?"

"can."

This time, he was talking enough, and put her on the chair beside him.

She suddenly discovered that the chair was not as hard as he said, at least she felt that it was much more comfortable than sitting in his arms.

"This chair is not hard at all."

Feng Beichen paused for a moment when picking up vegetables with his chopsticks, his eyes flickered with imperceptible thoughts, "Really?"

"..."

Gu Nianxing was speechless for Feng Beichen's reaction.

The chair he was sitting on was the same one she was sitting on now.

Does he not know soft and hard?

This chair cushion is obviously very soft and comfortable, I really don't know why he has to talk about it.

After breakfast, Gu Nianxing couldn't get out of bed because of physical discomfort, let alone go out to enjoy the bright sunshine outside.

She thought that Feng Beichen had eaten breakfast and would leave after staying for a while at most.

What she didn't expect was that he had no intention of going out.

She was lying on the bed, scrolling through the information on her mobile phone, while he was sitting not far from her, watching the financial times.

The two of them didn't try to find something to say, so the quiet morning time lasted until lunch time.

Finally, Gu Nianxing stopped lying down, put down the phone, and sat up with his body propped up.

Feng Beichen noticed her movement, quickly put down the newspaper, got up and walked to the bed, "Go to the bathroom?"

"no……"

She glanced lightly, and the slender and white hand he reached out to support her stopped in the air.

Gu Nianxing frowned, and said with a serious expression: "I almost forgot a very important thing."

"You said."

He knelt down in front of her, looking straight into her face.

Aware of his gaze, Gu Nianxing raised his eyes, met his anxious gaze, and said clearly and distinctly: "I forgot to buy contraceptives."

"What did you say?"

His voice suddenly became very cold.

A storm was brewing in those deep eyes.

Looking at his cold face, she said flatly: "I did it many times last night, and I didn't take any medicine beforehand."

"Is it necessary to eat?"

His voice was indescribably gloomy.

"Yes." She said firmly.

"I see."

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked out of the bedroom.

Not long after, the housekeeper came.

At the same time, lunch and medicine were brought.

Glancing at the box of medicines, she took a pill into her mouth without any hesitation, and swallowed it.

The housekeeper looked on indescribably complicated, but he didn't dare to say more after all.

(End of this chapter)