The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 155 Ye Weiliang's Careful Care
"It doesn't hurt, really, I'm used to it."

Over the years, he has been very used to this situation.It was nothing more than bullets, and he had suffered more serious injuries when he was a child.The first time is raw, the second time is cooked, he is now numb.

"How could it not hurt."

The woman leaned on the man's uninjured back, kissing along the wound bit by bit.It seems that this can make the wound less painful.

The silent ward.

The scene was astonishingly beautiful.

Tears, kisses, women are almost devout.

"Jun Qingcheng, if you don't leave, I won't give up."

"it is good."

As if the man was finally tired, he lazily responded and fell asleep drowsily.

The sunset glow came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the two of them. In the halo, the woman touched her heart.For the first time, such a clear beating.

She needs to get stronger.

Be stronger.

She doesn't want to be a burden, even if she is indulging in this kind of pampering, yearning for the sweetness of being cared for in her arms.However, this will make this foolish man too tired.She didn't want to be the reason why Jun Qingcheng was accused by thousands of people.She wants to become stronger, and stronger, to be a woman who can be by his side and accompany him to see all the glory.

When Jun Qingcheng woke up, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

In the luxurious ward, there was no woman.

Jun Qingcheng suddenly woke up.

"Slightly cool."

There was panic in the voice.

I can't hide my worry.

"what happened?"

The door was opened, the woman carefully held the bowl in her hand, and Jun Qingcheng turned on the light.The mist in the rice bowl dispersed, and the whole room was filled with a strong fragrance.

Handing the bowl to Jun Qingcheng, Ye Weiliang was a little embarrassed: "I just saw that you were fast asleep, so I went to make some soup. The doctor said, you can't eat yet. I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I made some soup."

Then he seemed to think of something.

"You can drink soup. I asked the doctor. The doctor said that drinking soup is good for your recovery."

The soup in his hand seemed to have just been boiled.

Jun Qingcheng's heart was inexplicably shocked.

Ye Weiliang didn't know when he would wake up, but when he just woke up, he brought hot soup.Unless it was from the dusk when he fell asleep to now, he has been outside making soup.Once the soup becomes cold, turn on the fire and continue to boil, so that it is possible to keep the soup hot at all times.

From dusk to now, it has been seven or eight hours.

It's the time when people are the most sleepy...

"President, you can drink some. I'm very skilled, and it won't taste bad. Although it's still far from the ones made by chefs you usually drink."

Ye Weiliang had no father since she was a child, and lived with Ye Siqing all the time.

In order to feed the two of them, Ye Siqing worked desperately every day.He is often so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat, let alone cook for Ye Weiliang.Ye Weiliang is very sensible at a young age, learning to cook and cook.If you have a good skill, you can take good care of yourself.Secondly, it can also help Ye Siqing relieve a little burden.

Jun Qingcheng suppressed the complicated emotions in her eyes.

Take a sip.

"tastes good."

Then he drank it down and wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully: "It's cool, I still want to drink it."

The woman happily took the bowl: "Okay, I'll get you another bowl."

He trotted out of the ward.

The light hit the man's face, and the thick eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the pupils, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)