Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 187

Looking up, Feng Yiche looked at Nian Shiqian's annoyed expression, and laughed out loud, "What's in that little head?"

Carefully removing the gauze, Feng Yiche looked at her red and swollen wound, and couldn't help frowning: "It's inflamed."

"Ah?" Nian Shiqian hurriedly raised her hand to take a look, but accidentally bumped into the back of Feng Yiche's hand, and immediately burst into tears from the pain.

Holding her hand in his palm, Feng Yiche gently blew on her wound.

The slightly cool breath was soft, blowing on the unbearably painful wound, it was actually much better.

Looking at Feng Yiche's forehead, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly while reading, with a sweet look on his face.

"Idiot, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Feng Yiche blamed.

Nian Shiqian smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay, it may be caused by accidental touching, so it will be inflamed, and it will be fine after changing the medicine."

The atmosphere in the bedroom was sweet and warm, Nian Shiqian happily tapped her toes.

"By the way, what's the matter with the phone you mentioned?" Nian Shiqian asked curiously.

Soon, Nian Shiqian realized that she had said something wrong.

Feng Yiche's gloomy face told her that this so-called phone call was not that simple.

"Very hungry." Nian Shiqian's hands were re-medicated and bandaged, "I'm going to eat something."

Feng Yiche tidied up the changed gauze, and said abruptly, "No cake."

"Why?" She didn't understand when she read it.

But Feng Yiche then told her with sharp eyes that if you are not allowed to eat, you are not allowed to eat. There are so many reasons!
Nodding, exiting the door, Nian Shiqian completed it in one go.

It's inexplicable!
The little cake in the living room smelled of rich chocolate, and he licked his lips reluctantly, Nian Shiqian then tightened the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand and sighed regretfully: "Farewell, little cake."

After speaking, there was a two-second silence before throwing it into the trash can.

"Rongsheng, the young master is so kind to you, how could you do such a thing?"

"Uncle Liu, I was forced."

"You go and explain to the young master yourself!"

"Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu..."

The sound of arguing outside the door made Nian Shiqian hold his breath subconsciously.

Uncle Liu and Rongsheng are arguing?

"Phone..." Nian Shiqian muttered something, she thought about it carefully, but she really remembered one thing, and it was a strange thing to think about now.

During the few days when Rongsheng was injured and recuperating, she delivered medicine to Rongsheng, and Rongsheng was on the phone with a serious look on his face, as if he was very serious.

But when she appeared, Rong Sheng had an expression as if he had seen a ghost, nervous and flustered, as if she shouldn't have appeared.

It's just that she didn't pay much attention at that time, but today when Feng Yiche questioned about the phone, she couldn't help recalling Rongsheng's strangeness at that time.

What kind of phone call would make him react like that?
That reaction was clearly not wanting others to know.

In the yard, it was getting dark, Uncle Liu had disappeared, and Rongsheng was pushing the lawnmower to clean up the grass foam on the lawn.

Seeing Nian Shiqian approaching, he quickly put down the things in his hands and greeted respectfully.

"Young grandma."

Nian Shiqian walked towards him slowly, put her hands behind her back, and carefully observed his expression.

When Rong Sheng was read, his heart flustered, he laughed dryly twice, and asked: "Young Mistress, do you have any orders for me?"

Nian Shiqian shook his head: "Well, no, I just wanted to ask you, has the injury healed? As the saying goes, it will take a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones."

(End of this chapter)