Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 283 Sunburn (3)
Jiujiu muttered, got up slowly, walked to the desk to eat, all of them were bland, and he had lost his appetite. He still cooks such bland food, how can people eat it?

She frowned, looked up at Lan Zhongwen, "Lan Huaer, I have no appetite."

"Eat even if you don't have an appetite." Lan Zhongwen put on a face of futile resistance, and turned out of the room. Jiujiu didn't know what he was going to do, and propped his head in front of the desk in a daze.

After a while, he came in with a bottle of Zhengqi water and put it on Jiujiu's elbow, "This is Zhengqi water to relieve heat, drink this bottle after you eat, don't be on an empty stomach."

"Can I not eat it?" Jiujiu tentatively asked while holding the Zhengqi water.

"Xiao Jiujiu." Lan Zhongwen's voice was suddenly cold, Jiujiu shuddered, and immediately immersed himself in eating.

Lan Zhongwen stood in front of her for a long time before she looked up weakly, "The lotus root is too bland, can I ask for some vinegar or soy sauce?"

"No, you have a wound on your back now, and you can't eat the liquid that precipitates the color, or the wound will precipitate."

"But eating like this, it's so bland."

"Why are you talking so much? Wouldn't it be good to finish eating in one sitting?"

"I can't eat it, I feel sick to my stomach."

"Then you drink the soup first, moisten the intestines, and eat." Lan Zhongwen put the soup in front of her eyes, and the soup exuding a faint medicinal fragrance made Jiujiu pinch her nose with a look of disgust.

She hates the smell of Chinese medicine the most, it smells so bad.

With a sullen face, Lan Zhongwen repeatedly emphasized, "Jiujiu, you must drink this soup. It's good for your wound. I boiled it for hours."

Seeing what he said, he won't let her go. With a bitter look on his face, he closed his eyes and poured down the soup. He didn't know why he had to suffer like this. This soup is terrible, and the righteous water is even worse. It's unpalatable, drinking both on the same day, it tortured her to death.

After she finished eating and drank the righteous water, Lan Zhongwen left with the tray. Lu Ying rushed to wash the dishes. The rice was made by Lan Zhongwen. Handed it to her, and went to the table to eat.

The rice and dishes were a bit cold, he swallowed them tastelessly, and washed the bowl for Lu Ying, An Cen was eating fruit in the living room while watching TV, saw him go to the balcony to collect his clothes, probably ready to take a bath, so he called out hold him.

"Brother, what's wrong with Jiujiu? Why is he hiding in the room and not coming out?"

"The skin is sunburned. It's nothing serious. I'll just take care of her." Regarding the matter of Jiu Jiu not being able to wear a shirt, Lan Zhongwen thought it best not to say anything, otherwise An Cen would be evil again.

After he took a shower, he returned to the room. Jiujiu hugged the pillow and sat on the bed to play with the Rubik's Cube. To this day, she still can't turn the 6-sided Rubik's Cube, and can only barely turn one side.

The reason why she hugged the pillow was because she couldn't wear a shirt. It would be okay if she was alone, but this room was shared by her and Lan Zhongwen, which was a bit awkward, and her breasts were not very proud, no Show off capital.

Lan Zhongwen rubbed his head, walked over to point her out, his words were concise and his thinking was clear, Jiujiu turned the Rubik's Cube according to his words, and after a while, he magically turned out the same six sides.

She cheered, "I made it, I made it."

Lan Zhongwen smiled and praised her instinctively, "Yes, you succeeded."

Jiujiu was so happy that he poked Lan Zhongwen's face, and Lan Zhongwen's smile became even happier. Jiujiu was so cute at this time, and one couldn't help but want to 'love' her.

"Hey..." Jiujiu smiled, hugged the pillow and moved to his side, "Lanhuaer, I want juice, go get it for me, I'm thirsty."

It is always easy to be thirsty in summer, especially when the weather gets hot, I want to drink something cool to suppress the scorching temperature in my body.

Lan Zhongwen shook his head, "No, you are injured now, you can't drink juice, you can only drink ice water, do you want it? Let me get it for you."

Sure enough, he was injured, and all the benefits were taken away by Lan Zhongwen, Jiujiu was not convinced, "I don't believe that the wound on my back will not heal after drinking a bottle of juice."

"It's useless if you don't believe it. I'm raising you now, and protesting is invalid."

"Damn." Jiujiu was so angry that he cursed.

Lan Zhongwen leaned on the head of the bed, the air conditioner was running slowly, he opened Xu Zhimo's poems, and reminded her casually, "Girls should not be full of foul language, but must have quality."

"Damn it, I want to drink fruit juice!" She snarled, usually at this time, Lan Zhongwen would obey her, but today, Lan Zhongwen seemed to be extraordinarily calm, his eyebrows and eyes were stuck in Xu Zhimo's poem , as if in meditation.

Jiujiu muttered for a while, but Lan Zhongwen didn't seem to hear it. She was so bored, she hooked Lan Zhongwen's calf with her foot. His calf was white and smooth, and his skin was so good. Calling, "Honey, I want some juice..."

"Ninety-nine." Finally, Lan Zhongwen raised his eyes from the collection of poems, his eyes were as black as a bottomless abyss, and his voice was hoarse, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I want to drink fruit juice, meow!" Jiujiu looked at him with an electric eye, with a half-smile in her eyes, how could she not know what she was doing?She just expected that she would have a wound, and Lan Zhongwen would not be hard-pressed, so she dared to seduce him.

The blue veins on Lan Zhongwen's forehead stood out, as if he was enduring something, he said in a hoarse voice: "Jiujiu, don't be naughty."

He knew that she did it on purpose, but he couldn't help but a raging fire ignited in his heart, and even his eyes seemed to be burning, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Yes, unless you bring me juice." Jiujiu imitated an elegant Persian cat, flicking her long hair, the seaweed-like long hair scattered on her face in a mess, adding a bit of sexiness to her flirtatious face , she smiled seductively, and slowly crawled towards him, her eyes were seductive, "How is it? Can you give me juice?"

Lan Zhongwen choked for breath, angry and funny, "For a bottle of juice, you really..."

It is also too hard.

Jiujiu didn't care, and muttered, "I don't care, I want to drink juice."

The second half of the sentence disappeared into Lan Zhongwen's kiss, his kiss was deep and shallow, wrapping around her head to prevent her from moving.

During the entanglement, he said in a hoarse voice: "Do you think that if you are injured, I will let you go?"

(End of this chapter)