Prosperous Warm Marriage

Chapter 103 Can You Be So Good To Me (2)
"Drink more porridge."

Feng Zhaoyang took a look at Wen Nuan, and this time, he ruthlessly rejected her request.

"Then are you full?" She ate half of his steak, "You should also have some porridge."

Although Nuan Nuan was a little disappointed, she also felt that she was overreaching, so she didn't beg Feng Zhaoyang any more.

"I'll do it for you tonight."

Feng Zhaoyang didn't answer the warm question, raised his hand to check the time, and then stood up while saying, "Stay at home, there is something to eat in the refrigerator, I'll get dinner when I come back."

In the afternoon, I made an appointment to talk about cooperation, and there was still half an hour before the appointed time, so Feng Zhaoyang explained a few words to Nuannuan, and then walked out the door.

With a bang, the door closed, and Wen Nuan stood in the living room, frowning thoughtfully.

They look like this, why do they seem to be in a relationship?

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, my warm heart trembled.

She couldn't take it for granted that Feng Zhaoyang treated her well and gave him an illusion, so, Nuan thought, it was necessary for her to keep a distance from him.

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In the evening, after dinner, Wen Nuan went back to the guest room, waited until Tian Rui got off work, and then called her.

As soon as the call was connected, Nuan Nuan went straight to the topic, and told Tian Rui briefly and clearly about the fact that she met Liu Zhiwei's mother and son in "Beautiful River Mountain", and the two chatted for a long time before hanging up the phone.

If it's the wrong person, then there's no need to make do with it.

This was the last sentence Tian Rui said before the call ended.

She is a very emotional person, and at the same time, a person who lacks a sense of security. From Wen Nuan's point of view, Liu Zhiwei is not a man Tian Rui can rely on...

"It's time to change the medicine."

The door of the guest room was open, Feng Zhaoyang had been standing at the door for a while, seeing Nuan Nuan sitting on the bed in a daze, he couldn't help reminding him aloud.

Hearing this, Nuan Nuan came back to his senses and said, "I'll just change it myself."

"Can you wrap gauze with one hand?" Feng Zhaoyang's slender body stood leaning against the door frame, with his hands folded in front of his chest, questioning in a cold voice.

"Of course." Wen Nuan said with certainty.

"Then you change it now, let me see your ability." Feng Zhaoyang's face was expressionless, showing no joy or anger, but a trace of coldness permeated his voice.

Why not just change the medicine, what's the problem?
Putting on the slippers, Wen Nuan walked to the round table where the ointment and gauze were placed, sat down, and then carefully cut the knots on the gauze with small scissors.

Remove the gauze, warm the wound with a cotton swab dipped in liquid medicine, then apply the medicine, and then wrap the gauze.

"laugh."

Wen Nuan was very careful, but the wound was on his left arm, and it was difficult to wrap the gauze on it with his right hand.

I tried twice, but both failed, and I accidentally touched the wound, and the pain was so warm that I gasped.

"Do you need my help now?"

Feng Zhaoyang stood at the door the whole time, watching Nuan Nuan's every move, and seeing that she would rather suffer pain than ask him to help, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

For a moment, he wanted to leave, but after all, he still couldn't bear it.

Before Nuan Nuan could answer, Feng Zhaoyang had already stepped forward, walked to her side, and took the gauze from Nuan Nuan's hand.

Inch by inch, Feng Zhaoyang's handsome face magnified in front of Nuan Nuan's eyes. He was very focused, his movements were skillful, and he gently wrapped the snow-white gauze around her arm round and round.

(End of this chapter)