Ye Yan also secretly glanced at Jiang Yuzhen and sighed inwardly that she was the gentleman's sedative.

In the past three years, Mr. has never shown such a gentle appearance.

Jiang Yu really unnaturally moved her eyes away and walked to the sofa to sit down, "I happened to come over, so I took a few more glances."

Feng Wenye chuckled.

Ye Yan knew that he was a light bulb, so he left after reporting and took it to the door with his caring heart.

The bedroom became quiet again. In order to avoid embarrassment, she simply sat on the inside of the sofa and turned on the book to the page she had not finished reading last time.

This is a tragic novel, which is a tragic story of three generations dying one after another. When she asked Qi Miao to help her find some books to pass the time, Qi Miao specially recommended this book to her.

As he looked, Jiang Yuzhen gradually became immersed in the world in the book, even ignoring the gaze that looked at her.

Until Feng Wenye didn't know what sound to call her.

"True."

Jiang Yuzhen suddenly came back to her senses and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Thirsty."

If Lu Yubai had not told him that his spine needs more cultivation and he would not get out of bed within a week, she would really not want to do such a thing.

He was even more reluctant to have been in such close contact with the awake Feng Wenye.

She got up and poured him a glass of water, "Drink."

He gently held her hand, drank a glass of water as usual, and leaned against the back of the bed again.

Jiang Yuzhen was thinking about the novel, but he looked at her intently, "Calendar with me."

"I'm going to read a book."

Her mind was full of the next plot. She just saw the exciting part of the family of three who were framed in the book. She had to read it down quickly.

He lowered his eyes and seemed to be lost.

Seeing him like this, she was still soft-hearted, "I'll find you a movie."

"good."

Opposite the bed is the embedded 100-inch thin-screen TV wall.

Jiang Yuzhen found the remote control and turned it on, and what caught her eye were horror and romance movies.

R The Chinese people are extremely obsessed with these two types. She slid around a few times and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"random."

Feng Wenye never looked at the screen with his eyes, only stared at Jiang Yuzhen's back.

Her back was thin, her straight hair was dark and bright under the light, and her clothes smelled nice.

He saw her side face and was fascinated by the scene, and such a scene appeared in his dreams countless times.

It would be great if I could be closer.

It is natural that Jiang Yuzhen couldn't find him romance and horror movies. She searched for a long time and finally found a slew of the apocalyptic science fiction movie that looks very stylish. I heard that this movie has a high rating.

"That's it?"

He restrained himself from retracting his gaze and said slowly, "Okay."

After a passionate opening song was broadcast, Jiang Yu was really ready to put down the remote control and go to read a book, but heard a sound from the TV that was inappropriate for children.

She was petrified on the spot, and her body seemed to be tied up and could not move. She looked dullly at the figure of a man and a woman who were tangled with red body on the TV, and she had only one thought in her mind.

It's finished.

After her head was briefly blank, she vaguely remembered that in the reviews of the movie she had seen before, some kind users reminded that the beginning of this movie was a large-scale action movie.

Seeing that the screen was giving the male protagonist a big close-up of his strong inverted triangle figure, Jiang Yu was really blushing like a monkey butt, and forgot what to react for a moment.

Suddenly, a slender hand gently covered her eyes, and Feng Wenye's breath approached her and lingered behind her.

His voice rang in the side of her ears, suppressing dissatisfaction, "Don't look."

She actually didn't look at it at all, and was full of shame and how to explain to the man behind her.

She was so embarrassed that she stuttered even when she said, "I, I didn't know about it before, and I haven't seen this video. Hug, sorry."

"Well, I know." His voice was deep, and the heat sprayed in her ears, itchy.

Jiang Yuzhen is getting older. Why is he doing so close to him? Shouldn’t they keep a distance now?

The gasps on the TV became louder and louder, resounding throughout the room, and the large-scale play was much longer than she thought.

Her intestines were regretful and she was thinking about how to solve the embarrassing situation, but her voice stopped abruptly.

Feng Wenye turned off the TV.

She let out a heavy breath, immediately pushed his hand away, and looked away, "I'm sorry, I forgot that there is such a clip in this drama. You just pretended that you didn't see it, okay?"

But he just didn't understand, "I seemed to see it."

"No, you didn't see it."

Feng Wenye was smiling at the end of his eyes. He first saw her flushed face up close for the first time three years ago.

But this face has all kinds of emotions, but it is not as shy as he is, and seems to have lost interest in him.

But the moment he saw the video, he thought of the intimate things they had done three years ago. The desire that had been suppressed for three years was bursting, and those reactions that should have could no longer be stopped.

He lay back and covered his body with strange symptoms, "Okay, I didn't see anything, so find another video."

Jiang Yuzhen didn't dare to look for him. She hurriedly got up and walked towards the bathroom, "You can find it yourself, I'll go to the bathroom."

The back was in a hurry, as if a wolf was chasing him, and he smiled softly.

Jiang Yuzhen was still upset when she locked the bathroom door.

She believed that she had never been so embarrassing. She was obviously very steady in front of outsiders, but when she arrived at Feng Wenye, everything changed.

Feng Wenye heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, so he glanced at the TV, picked up his cell phone, and called Lu Yubai.

Lu Yubai was taking his assistant in the restaurant and then answering it. "Isn't this the famous Mr. Feng? If you don't chat with your Miss Jiang, why do you call me?"

"How is my injury?"

Lu Yubai: "Yeah, it's so strange. Mr. Feng actually began to care about his injuries. Do I have to kowtow one of the ancestors of the Feng family?"

“Say useful.”

"Okay, okay, I said it's useful. You just woke up, don't mess around. As the saying goes, it's a hundred days to get hurt. How can you get better so quickly? I'll let you lie in bed for a week. Let Jiang Yuzhen take care of you in the morning."

"What if I'm going to do it."

"Hey, you are really good at doing things, and I don't know what makes you so anxious. But I can remind you that if you have to make trouble, you may get hurt and be hospitalized again."

Feng Wenye: "Tell the truth."

He can't wait.

If he lay down, he could not attract Jiang Yuzhen from the inside out.

Lu Yubai: "...Okay, to be honest, your body is quite tenacious, like an Iron Man. After so much trouble, the wounds on the spine and waist miraculously recovered. But let's be honest, this is mainly due to me. If I hadn't had my wonderful hands rejuvenated for surgery, you would still be unknown."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, I know I'm a good person. Don't admire him too much, and don't have to secretly enjoy it just because he can be friends with me. I'm more low-key, you're Qing..."

Before he could finish speaking, a busy voice came from the other side of the phone.

The little assistant's ridicule came from the opposite side, and Lu Yubai hung up the phone awkwardly.

"What are you laughing at? Have your meal!"

What he said was right. When Feng Wenye had a physical problem some time ago, the wound healing speed was astonishing.

Lu Yubai thought about this all night and concluded that Feng Wenye suffered too many injuries when he was a child, and his physical injuries had developed self-healing ability.

After Jiang Yuzhen came out of the bathroom, she found an excuse to go back to the next bedroom and didn't even get the book.

When it was dinner, she didn't want to find Feng Wenye, but Qi Miao knocked on her door awkwardly.

When the door opened, Qi Miao smiled and felt guilty, "Miss Jiang, sir, wait for you to have dinner."

Since Feng Wenye woke up, the two of them ate together every meal, and the aunt also made a promise to prepare two people.

"I'm not hungry, you can let him eat it by himself." She wanted to close the door, but Qi Miao stopped him.

"Miss Jiang, Mr. Jiang does not allow others to approach, and his hands are not convenient. You may also have to take care of him for dinner."

Jiang Yuzhen looked at her sincere eyes and finally took a step back, "I understand, I'll go there later."

Qi Miao was surprised.

When she pushed open Feng Wenye's door, the aunt happened to be placing dishes on the dining table in the bedroom.

She stood at the door and was about to go in, but Feng Wenye spoke, "Pour water."

"OK."

The aunt poured a cup of warm water and sent it to him respectfully.

The next second, Jiang Yuzhen saw him pick up the cup indifferently and drank the water in the cup.

Jiang Yuzhen:?!Didn’t his hands tremble?

Isn’t it even hard to hold the porridge?

Didn’t Qi Miao say that his hands are inconvenient?

There was a sense of depression in her heart, and she frowned and looked at Feng Wenye.

Feng Wenye noticed that when he turned his head at the door, his slender fingers were still holding the cup.
Chapter completed!