To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 145 You Are Childish
When he wanted to get out of bed anxiously, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Huo Dongming in a suit and leather shoes put his long finger on the doorknob, looked up for a moment, the eyes of the two collided, Wen Liang shook his fingertips, and the phone fell on the bed, a voice that looked like electronic synthesis, with a gentle voice Woman: "I'm sorry the number you dialed is turned off, please try again later..."

It wasn't until the busy tone sounded three times later that Wen Liang came back to his senses and took the phone back.

"Why are you back? Is the company okay this afternoon?" She looked at his slightly tired appearance, feeling a little distressed, "So busy, you don't actually need to go home to see me."

"Well, go home." The man chewed the two words carefully, his eyebrows stretched.

Going to the bed and sitting next to Wen Liang, he raised his hand to touch her forehead, but it didn't burn her hand, so it seemed that she didn't have a fever.

Good.

Wen Liang was a little embarrassed by his attitude, lowered her head, looked at her hand, not knowing where to put it.

"In the future, I will ask Shanshui to pick you up when I go to and from get off work. If I have time, I will go to Xi's to pick you up." Huo Dongming said suddenly.

He actually gave himself the landscape?What about him?What about his safety?Wen Liang's heart trembled, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

"For the time being, no one will threaten you." He added.

"Okay, I see." She paused, and tentatively asked, "Is it... Tang Xinran?"

"..."

The man took a deep look at him, then nodded lightly, without any unnecessary explanation.

He didn't even give her a guarantee like Tang Mo did. Wen Liang was silent for a while, didn't make a sound, yawned, and shrank back under the quilt, showing a very obvious attitude of refusing to talk any more.

Huo Dongming didn't speak again, his long fingers fell on her hair and lifted, and stopped when they touched her cheek.

After an unknown amount of time, Aunt Mai opened the door and asked the two if they had eaten, Wen Liang finally opened her eyes and moved her lips: "Will you still marry her...?"

It's different from when you're at the beach.

The man didn't give her an answer directly.

Instead, he leaned over and kissed her between the eyebrows: "Wen Liang, you have to learn to trust me."

But how could she believe it?
My heart is very complicated.

……

After the meal, Huo Dongming didn't go back to the company, but stayed at home and used the computer to handle things.

Wen Liang slept in the room until dinner, and she didn't want to move even after Aunt Mai called twice. Gradually, the sound outside became silent, and she wasn't hungry, so she slept for a few hours in a daze.

late at night.

cold.

It was that kind of cold again, Wen Liang was constantly struggling in the dream, with fine sweat on her forehead, she was struggling to run out of the dark place, but she felt a pair of big hands tied her shoulders, making her unable to move.

"Wen Liang? Wen Liang? Wake up!"

what sound?She opened her eyes bewilderedly.

Her lips were dry and her head was dizzy, but she could still tell that this man with a heroic face was Huo Dongming. She rubbed her eyes weakly, staring at him in a daze, as if she hadn't recovered from the influence of the dream.

"I still have a fever, how do you feel?" He helped her up.

She didn't regain her senses until her head rested on Huo Dongming's chest.

Shaking her head, she buried herself in his chest and remained motionless, her hands tightly clutching the hem of his shirt not to let go.

The man was startled.

What did she dream about again?
At this moment, he only felt that people's abilities were really limited, and he couldn't help her share these pains. He rolled over his long arms and hugged her even tighter: "Go to sleep."

"My head hurts and I can't sleep."

Huo Dongming pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to rub her temples.

Gradually, she relaxed her tense body and fell asleep in his arms.

In the middle of the night, she woke up for no reason.

Looking sideways at the bright moon outside the window, he felt vaguely uneasy, and couldn't help shrinking into Huo Dongming's arms. He was clearly asleep, but he hugged her skillfully as if he had done countless times.

Unconscious whisper: "Honey, don't move."

Her heart suddenly beat very fast, as if a deer was rushing inside, she didn't dare to move any more.

[-]. The night passed like this.

Because she had been sleeping all day, Wen Liang woke up very early, she quietly left the bedroom and turned off the lamp, trying not to disturb the man.He was really tired, and usually would wake up at the slightest sign of trouble, but now she didn't wake him up with such a loud sound of opening and closing the door.

When Wen Liang was standing at the door, she looked at him with deep eyes longingly, and realized belatedly, her cheeks were blushing, her heart was beating fast again, and she had to rush out.

Aunt Mai hadn't woken up yet, so she made breakfast for three people.

When squeezing the juice at the end, she tried her best to be gentle, but still woke up the man.

He opened his bloodshot eyes, turned his hand to the side, but didn't feel the familiar warmth, he couldn't help frowning, got up and pushed the door open.

Seeing her in the kitchen, she walked over and hugged her from behind.

"Huo Dongming? Did I wake you up?" She shook her hand and almost knocked over the juicer.

"No."

It should be more than seven o'clock now, and his biological clock has always been like this.

It's just that I was surprisingly tired today - I hugged her all night, even if he was as strong as him, he couldn't hold it.

Wen Liang turned her head sideways, reaching out her hand to smooth his eyebrows.

Only then did he realize that there was a layer of faint dark circles under his eyes.With sleepy eyes, he doesn't seem to like being touched by people, his brows are tight, like a beast whose dream has been disturbed by someone, showing a little impatient.

It was the first time for her to see Huo Dongming like this, she was a little confused: "That..."

The man raised his eyes to see her face, heard her voice, and the wrinkles between his brows eased a little bit.

Although there is a little blood in the pupils, the coldness and alienation between the brows and eyes are not diminished.

"what time is it?"

"Uh, it's almost eight o'clock."

He gave a faint "um" as a response, and he squinted his eyes, obviously still a little sleepy.

Even though the man was half asleep and half awake, he was already introverted and calm, with a dignified air, until he raised his lips and put a half smile on her lips, and in an instant, the distance between the two tightened.

Startled, Wen Liang took a step back.

He chased after her closely, with his hands on the cabinet behind her, and she was forced by him to sit on the cabinet.

"When did you get up?" He still didn't let go, raised his hand to brush her neck, propped it against the wall, and stroked her cheek with the other hand, "The fever has subsided."

"Just, just woke up for a while, what are you doing, do you have to talk like this?" Wen Liang twisted her body uncomfortably.

There are spring waves in the eyes.

"Ah."

His voice passed like cold wind.

From the wall behind her, took down a mug: "Look at me like this, what do you think I want to do?"

He went straight to the coffee machine to get a cup of coffee, then sat in the dining room on his own, picked up the news papers delivered by the administrator that day, and with his bony long fingers, he casually opened one, and said "Shushasha——" sound.

A smell of ink spread in the air.

Wen Liang's heart was in a mess, and after calming down, he resumed squeezing the juice.

After finishing the sandwiches and juices, he went to the restaurant with a little temper and put down his things heavily: "You are so fat."

"You're very childish." The man picked up the sandwich, looking very bright.

(End of this chapter)