Candy Marriage

Qu Qing's reaction was vomiting.

In the past few months of pregnancy, she didn't throw up often, but I don't know what happened today. It was very serious. She had nothing in her stomach, and it finally stopped when she couldn't throw up.

She painfully washed away what she had vomited and was staggering to get up, not wanting her hand to fall on her back all of a sudden.

The man's unique temperature passed through his clothes to his back, and at that moment, Qu Qing felt his whole body stiffen.

She looked up and saw that Yan Yizheng had returned without knowing when. He was standing behind her and looking at her with a frown.

"Yan Yizheng?" Qu Qing did not expect yan yizheng to come back suddenly and was stunned. But the next second, she came back to her senses and felt that the hand behind her was so hot that she almost panicked and took a step back. "You... How did you come back?"

Yan Yizheng looked at the frightened look in the little woman's eyes and frowned even tighter.

Last week, on impulse, he finally ate the little woman in front of him that he had been wanting to eat for a long time.

A large part of the reason was indeed impulsiveness, but he did not regret it.

The only regret he had was that he couldn't control himself at once, as if he had hurt this delicate little woman. He had been lying in bed for a week and hadn't fully recovered.

Unexpectedly, this little woman had stopped paying attention to herself since that day. Yan Yizheng originally wanted to find this little woman to explain, but recently there were a lot of things at the company, which had been delayed until now.

Until today, when he was holding a shareholder meeting, he suddenly learned that there was going to be a typhoon.

He remembered that Auntie zhang and old Zengdou had gone home on leave today. Qu Qing was probably alone at home.

Yan Yizheng couldn't sit still at the thought of the crying little woman being alone at home, so he immediately stopped the meeting and rushed back on the grounds of the typhoon.

But I didn't expect to see her throw up so badly the moment I came back.

"Are you okay?" Yan Yizheng was a little unhappy with Qu Qing's evasion, but when she looked at her pale face from vomiting, she could not say anything to reprimand her. She just frowned and asked, "Very uncomfortable? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Yan Yizheng looked straight at Qu Qing when he said this, but qu qing kept her head down and refused to look at him.

"I'm fine." She opened her mouth and said," it's not to brag. There's nothing wrong with vomiting. It's just that she's weaker. With that, she immediately wants to stand up and leave. She doesn't want to get up just now, but her body is hypoglycemic because she just squatted for a long time. Suddenly, her eyes turn black, which makes her unstable, and she falls to the side."

But just as he leaned over, a large hand held him firmly.

The faint smell of tobacco that belonged to the man came immediately. At the same time, Yan Yizheng's deep voice sounded in his ear. "Be careful."

Feeling that Yan Yizheng was right next to him, Qu Qing's face immediately turned red.

She wanted to break away from yan yizheng, but she didn't want Yan Yizheng to let go so easily this time.

He only held the little woman in front of him more forcefully, and his voice became cold involuntarily. "Qu Qing, don't joke about your body. Tell me what's wrong."

Qu Qing's struggle suddenly stopped.

Although she was still a little angry, she also knew that her body was not hers. No matter how emotional she was, she could never joke about her body.

Thinking of this, she could only lower her hand weakly and softly say, "I'm a little hungry."

Yan Yizheng had already guessed that Auntie zhang had gone out early in the morning, and Qu Qing probably hadn't eaten much since he slept.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't have much appetite. Just give me some porridge."

"Okay, I'll take you to rest first." Yan yizheng responded and picked Qu Qing up horizontally.

"Ah." Qu Qing was startled. "Yan Yizheng, what are you doing?"

She immediately wanted to struggle, but yan yizheng gave her a cold look.

"I just want to take you back to your room to rest." All he could hear was his expressionless voice, "But if you're twisting and turning, I can't guarantee that I won't do anything else."

Qu Qing knew that Yan Yizheng always did what he said and was so scared that he didn't dare to move, but obediently let Yan Yizheng carry him all the way to the room upstairs.

Yan Yizheng put Qu Qing on the bed and went downstairs.

He was going to call someone to prepare some porridge, but it was very difficult not to want the chef who usually came to visit him.

"Young master Yan." The chef said sheepishly, "It's not that I don't want to come, but look at the typhoon outside. It's too dangerous to go out in this weather."

Yan Yizheng looked out of the window. The typhoon was very strong, and some small trees that were not very strong had been uprooted. It was really dangerous to go out in this weather.

"Sure." Yan Yizheng was not a pushover either. He walked into the kitchen with his phone in his hand. He opened the fridge and saw that the ingredients were all there. He said, "Then teach me what to do."

Yan Yizheng said this calmly, but it was the chef on the other end of the phone who was scared out of his wits.

"You, you said you wanted to cook in person?" The chef thought something was wrong with his ears.

Yan Yizheng raised an eyebrow. "Why? Is there a problem?"

Yes.

Since no one could bring food and no one could come to cook, Yan Yizheng decided to do it himself.

It was just a bowl of porridge, and he didn't believe how difficult it was.

"No, nothing." Only then did the chef regain his senses and hurriedly say, "Then I'll tell you the steps now."

-

Upstairs.

Qu Qing fell asleep unconsciously after being sent up by Yan Yizheng.

She did not know how long she had slept, but suddenly she smelled a faint fragrance in her sleep.

She opened her eyes drowsily and saw Yan Yizheng enter the room at some point, holding a tray with a bowl of hong kong style beef congee.

"Here comes the porridge." Qu Qing didn't notice anything unusual about the porridge. He just sat up from the bed, took the porridge and spoon, and drank it.

But the moment she took a sip, she froze.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yizheng noticed her expression and immediately asked, "Does it taste bad?"

"It's not that it's not bad." Qu Qing frowned. "It's just... It doesn't taste as good as before. Did chef zhou make it?"

Yan Yizheng was a picky person. There were only a few chefs who cooked for him. The most one who cooked chinese food was a chef from Guangdong. His surname was zhou. Qu Qing liked his cooking, especially porridge.

But today's porridge, although still delicious, is very ordinary. The rice is not completely melted, and the beef is a little thick. It doesn't look like chef zhou's cooking.

"Not as good as before?" Yan Yizheng's face immediately darkened. He took the spoon in Qu Qing's hand and took a bite. Then he said stiffly, "I think it's about the same."

It was made according to the same recipe, how could it be different?

Qu Qing frowned. She wanted to say it was a big difference, but when she saw Yan Yizheng's unhappy face and the water stains on his shirt, she suddenly realized something.

"Wait." She looked at Yan Yizheng in disbelief. "You didn't make this bowl of porridge, did you?"

Only then did Qu Qing realize that something was wrong. How could chef zhou come to cook on such a stormy day today? After much thought, the only person in the villa who could cook porridge was Yan Yizheng.

"I did it." Sure enough, she heard Yan Yizheng speak and raised her eyebrows slightly. "What's wrong?"

Although she had already guessed the answer, Qu Qing was still surprised to see Yan Yizheng admit it.

It wasn't her fault that she was so shocked, mainly because she had lived with Yan Yizheng for so long. She knew very well that Yan Yizheng was a young master with a golden spoon in his mouth. He didn't do any housework since he was a child, let alone cook. He probably never used a microwave or electric cooker.

But now, for her sake, Yan Yizheng actually cooks for her?

Qu Qing looked at the porridge in front of him and suddenly felt a little speechless.

"It's actually quite delicious." She picked up the spoon and continued to eat one by one. "Thank you, Yan Yizheng."

Qu Qing's words were not meant to comfort Yan Yizheng. Although this bowl of porridge could not be compared to a chef like chef zhou, it was really good for the first time cook.

Yan Yizheng's face finally softened when he heard Qu Qing say that.

He looked at the little woman in front of him sipping her porridge and suddenly said, "Qu Qing, are you still angry?"

Qu Qing was stunned for a moment before she realized that Yan Yizheng was angry at her for asking if she was still asking about what happened last week.

Her hand, which was holding the spoon, stiffened slightly and suddenly became speechless.

To be honest, she did not forgive Yan Yizheng at first, but after cooking the porridge just now, she felt that her anger could not be released.

With a slight sigh, she finally let go, "I'm not angry anymore."

In fact, Qu Qing knew better than anyone that he and Yan Yizheng only had a few short months left.

After a few months, when the child is born, they will become strangers.

Then since there was only so little time left for each other, why did she waste time sulking?

Qu Qing felt a lot more relaxed when she thought about it, but when she suddenly thought of something, she still added, "But you can't do that to me again."

Yan Yizheng heard Qu Qing's words and suddenly smiled. "What kind of thing?"

"That's what you did to me last week!" Qu Qing's face burned slightly.

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand. What exactly did I do last week?"

Qu Qing looked at Yan Yizheng's half-smiling eyes and immediately realized that he was deliberately teasing himself. His face turned red again and he couldn't help but point at him. "Yan Yizheng, you..."

Seeing that qu qing was really going to be angry, Yan Yizheng stopped teasing her. He put away the smile in his eyes and grabbed her hand. "Okay, I promise I won't force you to do this in the future."

To be honest, Yan Yizheng also felt that what he did last week was inappropriate.

It wasn't that she regretted touching Qu Qing, it was mainly that she regretted forcing her.

He was not a man who liked to force women. He was only angry last week, so he would not force Qu Qing anymore.

Of course, if Qu Qing was willing, that would be a different matter.

Naturally, Qu Qing did not know what Yan Yizheng was thinking. He was only slightly relieved to hear that he had promised himself.

"I'm a little tired." The last time doctor Jiang gave qu qing an antipyretic, it had some effect on her sleep, so this week Qu Qing always felt sleepy. "I'll go to bed first, then you..."

"Go to sleep." Yan Yizheng let go of her hand. "I watched you sleep."

Qu Qing was really too sleepy at the moment. He nodded in a daze, then lay down and closed his eyes, but in a moment, there was a steady breathing sound.

Yan Yizheng, on the other hand, looked at the little woman's quiet sleeping face by the side of the bed. He raised his hand slightly and his knuckles slowly brushed her cheek. His eyes grew darker and darker.

-

It seemed that because the conflict with Yan Yizheng had finally been resolved, Qu Qing's mental condition improved a lot. The next day, she did not go to work, but went to the Orphanage.

She bought a lot of toys and snacks. She came to the Orphanage in big and small bags, but didn't want to see a lincoln car listening to the door of the Orphanage.

Qu Qing thought the car looked familiar. Before she could react, dean Zhang of the Orphanage rushed out to greet her.

"Xiao Qing, you're here." Dean Zhang smiled brightly. "Come on, give me something. I made you your favorite mung bean soup. Let's go have some to warm up."

Qu Qing didn't move at once. He just frowned at the car next to him and asked, "Dean Zhang, is there a customer at the Orphanage?"

Dean Zhang followed Qu Qing's line of sight to the car and explained, "Oh, I want to be a big boss of our Orphanage charity. Today is the day of the peace talks about donations."

Speaking of this, dean Zhang couldn't help but laugh.

"Speaking of which, our Orphanage has been really lucky these days. The big boss you introduced to Xiao Qing has saved our land, and now a new big boss has come to donate to us. Now, the quality of life of the children in the hospital doesn't have to worry about it."

As she spoke, dean Zhang had already led Qu Qing into the Orphanage. Just as qu qing was about to put down her things, she didn't want to hear a surprised voice behind her.

"Miss Qu?"