Candy Marriage

The moment he felt the warm embrace around him, all Qu Qing could think of was a buzzing sound.

She raised her head abruptly and saw Yan Yizheng's smiling face.

It was a familiar look, but at that moment, Qu Qing felt as if he was dreaming.

"Yan Yizheng, you..." She almost couldn't believe her eyes. Trembling, she raised her hand and touched yan yizheng's cheek. "I'm not dreaming, are you... Aren't you seriously injured?"

Not only was Yan Yizheng standing in front of him, but he didn't seem to have any serious injuries at all. He only had bandages around his shoulders. Apart from that, he didn't seem to have any injuries at all.

"Of course not a dream." Yan Yizheng seemed amused by Qu Qing's words. He couldn't help but grab Qu Qing's hand and pinch it on his face. He whispered, "If you don't believe me, pinch me and see if it hurts."

It wasn't until her hand touched the temperature on Yan Yizheng's face that Qu Qing realized that she wasn't dreaming.

Yan Yizheng is really fine.

He's still alive, alive and well.

But that's true. On second thought, Mu Zhihan didn't seem to say anything about Yan Yizheng's condition from the beginning to the end. However, her concern was messy, and she was a little confused.

Seeing that Qu Qing was still a little stunned and unresponsive, Yan Yizheng could not help but feel even more helpless and said, "Why, do you need me to pinch you to believe that this is not a dream? Or do you want..."

Yan yizheng was thinking about how to make sure that Qu Qing was not dreaming, but before he could finish his sentence, Qu Qing suddenly stood on tiptoe and hugged him.

The warm touch suddenly came, and Yan Yizheng froze.

"Great." Qu Qing hugged Yan Yizheng with a choked voice. "It's great that you're okay."

Yan Yizheng froze until he felt the woman's tears moisten his shirt.

He lowered his head and looked at the little woman in his arms who was crying and shivering all over. He couldn't help but curl his lips and touch her head.

"Yes." He whispered, "I'm fine."

Qu Qing was speechless. She just hugged Yan Yizheng greedily and felt his breath.

It was as if he was afraid that if he relaxed a little, the person in front of him would suddenly disappear.

She hugged her like that until -

Gulp.

Her stomach suddenly gave a shriek, and the crisp sound was especially harsh in the quiet corridor of the hospital.

Qu Qing froze. The next second, her whole face turned red!

"I... Yan Yizheng, I..." She let go of Yan Yizheng in a panic and tried to explain incoherently, but found that nothing could be explained, and her whole face turned redder and redder.

Oh my god!

She's so embarrassing!

How can you stomach scream at a time like this!

However, she really had no choice. She was more likely to be hungry when she was pregnant, and today, she was busy in and out of the day. She had hardly eaten anything from morning till now, so of course, her stomach couldn't help but cry.

But even so, she still felt so humiliated that she had no face to face Yan Yizheng at all. She could only lower her head and blush in her ears.

Yan Yizheng was stunned when he heard Qu Qing's stomach growl, but then he realized that he couldn't help but put his hand on his lips and chuckled.

"Are you hungry?" He rubbed Qu Qing's head almost lovingly. "Let's not talk about it, then. Let's go back to dinner."

Qu Qing was extremely embarrassed, but he couldn't bear to let the child in his stomach starve with him. He could only leave the hospital with Yan Yizheng, blushing.

Qu Qing was really hungry. He followed Yan Yizheng to a private seafood porridge restaurant around the hospital. When the food came up, he didn't say a word and just ate quietly with his head down.

It was only after a bowl of pumpkin porridge that she finally felt her empty stomach warm up. She looked up and realized that Yan Yizheng, who was sitting opposite her, looked down at herself from beginning to end and had no intention of eating at all.

Yan Yizheng's eyes were burning, and she couldn't help but feel a little hot. She quickly wiped the corners of her mouth, worried about what was on her mouth, and then asked, "Yan Yizheng, don't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry." Yan Yizheng's lips curled up slightly. "And Mu Zhihan said that although my wound is not serious, I can't eat seafood. Just focus on eating your food."

Qu Qing paused, then remembered that Yan Yizheng was actually injured. There was nothing yan yizheng could touch on the seafood porridge on this table.

"I'm sorry." Qu Qing couldn't help but put down his chopsticks. "Shall I ask the waiter to order some more light porridge?"

Qu Qing wanted to ring the bell to find the waiter, but Yan Yizheng held him down.

"No need." Yan yizheng chuckled and said, "I'm really not hungry."

Qu Qing looked at Yan Yizheng as if he really had no appetite, and finally stopped insisting and just focused on eating.

Because Yan Yizheng was staring at her from beginning to end, Qu Qing was a little nervous about this meal. He said he was full after filling his stomach in a hurry. Yan yizheng settled the bill and the two left the restaurant together.

Sitting in the car, Qu Qing looked at Yan Yizheng beside him and finally couldn't help but say, "Yan Yizheng, do you really need to eat something?"

Qu Qing was really worried about Yan Yizheng. Although the wound was not serious, he was also injured. He must have eaten something, right?

She asked for concern, but yan yizheng turned his eyes slightly and looked at the little woman beside him. The corners of his mouth curled up and he said, "I can eat anything I want."

Qu Qing did not recognize the dangerous taste in yan yizheng's words, but simply thought that Yan Yizheng was more picky because of illness, so he nodded, "Of course, you can eat whatever you want, as long as it doesn't affect your injuries... Ah!"

Qu qing was following Yan Yizheng's words in a daze, but before she could finish, the man in front of her suddenly pushed himself up. She screamed in fear, and when she realized it, she was already pinned down by Yan Yizheng on the leather car seat.

The driver in front of him saw this through the rearview mirror and quickly pulled up the partition between the driver's seat and the rear seat with great vision, and drove the car more smoothly.

In the back seat, Yan Yizheng pressed Qu Qing's soft body under her, raised her hand with a chuckle and slid it across her delicate cheeks.

"I don't want anything else, Qu Qing." He whispered, his magnetic voice echoing in the car. "I just want to eat you."