Han Zhiyan rested in the villa for two days before Shangguan Chen allowed her to walk around the wine castle, but she had to be accompanied by him.
Every day, Shangguan Chen carefully prepared three rich meals for her and even accompanied her around.
Knowing that Han Zhiyan liked rose flowers, Shangguan Chen ordered people to send some roses every day and spread them all over the terrace.
The breeze is blowing, carrying the fragrance of flowers.
Yanran looks like a couple on their honeymoon.
"Chen, didn't you say you would take me out for a walk?" Han Zhiyan sat in front of the window sill, closed the pregnancy and baby magazine, and couldn't help but ask.
After coming here for so many days, she stayed in the villa every day and could only walk around the vineyards at most. This rare visit made her full of curiosity and wanted to go out and walk around Rome, Italy.
In the kitchen, Shangguan Chen was busy cooking nutritious meals for her. When he heard her words, he said without thinking, "Is it boring here?"
"It's not that I'm bored, it's just a rare visit and I just want to go out for a walk!" Han Zhiyan flattened her mouth, looking lazy.
Shangguan Chen paused, looked up at her, and smiled, "Yeah!"
A stingy one-syllable word.
Um?
Is that good or bad?
Han Zhiyan was suspicious, pouting, with obvious disappointment on her face, sighing and murmuring, "I'm sleepy, go to bed!"
With that said, he slowly walked into the room and closed the door.
Shangguan Chen looked at her back, curled his lips, and continued busy.
As soon as Han Zhiyan walked into the room, she felt depressed, tucked herself into the bed, closed her eyes, and felt restless in her heart.
Suddenly, the door to the room was opened suddenly. Shangguan Chen walked into the room carrying milk and porridge. At a glance, he saw the figure lying on the bed and nestled in the quilt.
He clearly looked angry.
Shangguan Chen raised his lips slightly, and the expression on his face couldn't help but restrain the harsh aura, and the rest was all warmth and tenderness.
Slowly walked to the bed, put the food aside, gently opened the quilt, and called softly, "Yanyan?"
When Han Zhiyan heard Shangguan Chen's voice, she sat up, flattened her mouth, and rolled her eyes.
"Come on, your favorite!" Shangguan Chen looked at Han Zhiyan, slightly curled his lips, took the milk and handed it to her palm.
Han Zhiyan turned her head and looked at the extremely beautiful man in front of her. The sunlight shone on him through the curtains, and his extraordinary handsome face revealed a layer of elegance. He had black hair and white skin, and the lines on his face were extremely perfect. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The eyes turn.
Staring at such a beautiful man, it was like being among the floating clouds, steadying his turbulent heartbeat.
He took a deep breath and did not take the milk.
He just quietly met Shangguan Chen's gaze.
Shangguan Chen frowned, thinking that she was really angry, so he put down the glass of milk, stretched out his hand, and hugged Han Zhiyan's small body in his arms.
Her gentle fragrance, with a hint of milkiness, instantly filled his breath. He couldn't help but feel comfortable in his heart, and said in a soft voice, "You're angry with me, aren't you?"
Han Zhiyan suddenly came to her senses and realized that she was sulking and almost forgot.
She leaned softly in his arms, flattened her mouth, then bit her lower lip and said, "You don't hurt me anymore..."
"How could it be possible? I love you the most!" Shangguan Chen lowered his head and looked at her fair and tender skin becoming more and more rosy with soft eyebrows. He couldn't help but look fascinated.
Han Zhiyan raised her head and said in a low voice, "You have forgotten what you promised me!"