Sweet Undercover: Dear Madam

In the afternoon, Tang Zhuo took the medicine, and then fell asleep all the time. When Su Qinglan came back, it was not too early, but when he got to Tang Zhuo's room, he found that he still didn't wake up. No wonder it was so quiet today.

There is a slight sadness on his beautiful face. It can be seen that the pain has not completely subsided, so he does not sleep well. Su Qinglan touches his forehead to make sure there is no fever and so on. Finally, he is relieved.

There was nothing to do, so Su Qinglan stayed at his bedside. At least when he woke up, he could respond to any request at the first time. But the time was long. At first, he could play with his mobile phone to pass the time. Later, he even lost interest in this and fell asleep by the bedside.

But Tang Zhuo seems to have a long dream. He dreamed that his parents were still there at that time, and he was carefree. Later, he dreamed of Su Qinglan. She told him that she knew everything and would never forgive him. In this panic, he suddenly sweated and suddenly opened his eyes.

Familiar with the ceiling and the touch from his body, he told Tang zhuogang that what had just happened was just a dream. It was not so bad. He wanted to get up, but accidentally touched a woman's finger. He was really scared. When he looked carefully, it turned out that the woman was sleeping beside him.

Her sweet sleeping face seems to tell Tang Zhuo that she is having a good dream. Her black hair comes down to cover her white face. How long has it been since he saw her like this? Although they are husband and wife, for strange reasons, they spend less time alone.

Tang Zhuo picked up the watch beside the bed. It was already this time. He had been sleeping for such a long time before he knew it. It seems that this woman has not been here for a while. I'm afraid she has been guarding her here for a long time. That's why he fell asleep.

Think of here, Tang Zhuo's heart a burst of warmth, he almost has just emerged in the mind of the scene.

With a sense of curiosity, Tang Zhuo slowly approached her. He had never noticed that this woman's eyelashes were really long, and her skin was not generally good. Although she didn't want to admit it, she was actually very beautiful, but she was so good-looking that people often ignored it.

You can eat by your face, but you have to rely on your body.

Tang Zhuo reached out and touched her smooth face gently, just like a baby's skin. He was as careful as if he would break it if he tried hard.

Originally, Tang Zhuo didn't mean to wake her up, but Su Qinglan had a shallow sleep. Now she felt itchy on her face. It was like a little bug was crawling. She put out her hand and patted her face. But the slap was not on her face, but on someone's hand.

So he opened his eyes vaguely, but saw that the handsome man was looking at her with a smile.

"Are you awake?" Tang Zhuo said, "are you so cruel to yourself?"

As soon as she said this, she looked at Tang Zhuo's hand. There was a slight redness on the back of his hand, which should be the result of his slap just now. But the man's words were not blaming her, but very gentle, full of the feeling of doting.

"I thought there were insects, but you attacked me while I was asleep." Su Qinglan squints at him. It's not a day or two to talk to him like this. Tang Zhuo thinks it's su Qinglan's style.

"If I really want to attack you, it's not just to touch your face," he said with a smile

Su Qinglan's face was flushed. When she was ill, she didn't forget to take advantage of her, so she pretended to be angry and turned away from the man on the bed.

Tang Zhuo was chuckling. The woman was so childish that she gently poked her back with her fingers. "When did you come back? Did you have dinner?"

This garrulous appearance seems like a parent. Tang Zhuo asked himself that he was never a garrulous person, but everything changed when he met her.

"I've been back for a while. I've already had dinner." She pouted back, but suddenly remembered that the man on the bed seemed to be hungry.

At this time, she saw a meal on the table over there. It seemed that it had been cooked for some time. Although it was salty porridge, there was no common scallion on it. It was obviously specially prepared for Tang Zhuo.

"Why don't you eat?" Su Qinglan stupidly asked, that thing seems to have a magic spell, he can't say clearly what's wrong, but it just makes people feel strange.

Following Su Qinglan's eyes, Tang Zhuo sees the breakfast, which Shen Ning brought this morning. The taste is what he has always liked. The style is not the craft of a private chef, but the one she made herself. He can't bear her heart, so he put it there and didn't eat it.

Tang Zhuo said with a faint smile, "Aunt Liu in the kitchen asked for leave this morning. Miss Shen volunteered to help her in order to thank her for taking her in. Maybe she didn't have much contact with her, so what she made didn't suit my taste, so she didn't eat. You know, the patient's mouth is the most important."

He said this in his mouth, but there was a sneer in his heart. Sure enough, it's better not to lie. If you tell a lie, you'll have to use a hundred, especially for women like Su Qinglan who are not easy to cheat.

In addition to helplessness, there is something for the three of them now, just like here. It is no longer the two of them, there is another Shen Ning.

Su Qinglan's expression turns from worry to joy, "shall I cook for you?"

She doesn't know what's wrong with her recently. It's clear that Tang Zhuo and Shen Ning can't have a relationship, but some subtle things always make her think more. Is this a woman's intuition, but intuition is really untrustworthy.

One is her friend, and the other is her lover. It's too much to doubt.

Thinking of her eyebrows, he could not help wrinkling. The complex emotion almost swallowed her up. Tang Zhuo saw the change of her emotion and rubbed her head. "What do you think? It doesn't matter if you're tired and don't want to do it. "

But Su Qinglan smiles and shakes her head. "It's nothing. I just wonder if there is a woman like me who cooks for you and takes care of you in this room before me."

Tang Zhuo has to admit that Su Qinglan's intuition is really terrible. Mingming can be sure that she doesn't know anything. Mingming's mind is so simple, but once she goes to guess, it's extremely accurate.

Tang Zhuo's smile with deep meaning, "how can it be that I will only eat the food you cook for me, and only let you take care of me like this, until we are old."

Hearing this, Su Qinglan finally leans on his leg with ease.