Chang Mian squatted down and picked up the unconscious Chang Shang. Looking at her face as pale as paper, the secret fire in his heart was pent up and could not be vented. He really wanted to splash water on her to wake her up, but the action of picking her up...
A little bit gentler.
"Cook a bowl of bird's nest porridge and serve it."
He left these words and carried her directly upstairs. He kicked open the bedroom door and closed it fiercely. He walked all the way to the bed, lifted the quilt and laid her gently on Simmons. His movements were a little gentler.
point.
He probed her head, then took a thermometer and inserted it into her mouth. After measuring it, he determined that the temperature was 37.9. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but when he saw her face he was filled with anger.
"Damn woman, if you don't come up with something every three days, you'll be itchy!" He gritted his teeth at Xin Changshang, who had fallen asleep: "If there's another time, I will never let you go!"
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It was already late at night when Chang Shang woke up. She was lying blankly on the bed in the bedroom without turning on the light. The soft moonlight filtered in from the window, giving the quiet bedroom a bit of coldness that she couldn't bear.
There was no sign of anyone sleeping around her, and she was sure she was alone.
When Chang Mian asked her, she wanted to shrink into a turtle shell and pretend to be fainted to escape, but she actually fainted as soon as she fell down. Now she had slept enough but had insomnia.
She didn't care whether she could hide from the first grade of junior high or not from the fifteenth grade. She was just sad that the deadline given to her by the director had completely expired, and now she had missed the opportunity even if she returned to China.
Changshang closed her eyes in despair. She had already missed the opportunity. The opportunity she longed for the most was gone. Why did she care about how Chang Mian treated her?
You just need to be taught a lesson by him, so who is afraid of whom?
Chang Shang felt sour in her heart and her stomach growled. She touched her belly, got up and went downstairs to find something to eat.
When she was cooking noodles and frying poached eggs alone in the kitchen, she suddenly felt a little relaxed.
She thought, now I don’t have to look forward to anything, I have nothing to look forward to, and I no longer have to think about how to return to China.
I have a breeze in my sleeves, I want to eat and drink well, I want to have fun in hardship, I want to be free and happy!
I really don't know if I'm angry with myself or what.
In the middle of the night, I was standing alone in the kitchen cooking noodles, singing the theme song from a TV series I watched recently, as if I was very relaxed:
"Step by step, step by step, walk on the beach, step on your footprints, follow the path you have walked; step by step, step by step, keep in sync, listen quietly, it is difficult to talk, don't care, the sea along the way is not dry, the world is getting bigger, and my heart is surging.
It doesn’t matter, the road of growth has its ups and downs, as long as I have you, it feels like happiness..."
She didn't see that there was a man standing behind her with his arms folded, listening to her singing that was a little sad, a little depressing and pretending to be relaxed.
Chang Mian shook his head and turned back to his room.
Chang Shang thought that Chang Mian would definitely come up with some inhumane tricks to punish her. But in the next few days, Chang Mian actually gave up the bedroom on his own initiative and never stepped into her door again.
Even if he met her in the living room, yard or corridor, he would not even look at her. He seemed to treat her completely like a transparent person.
The sentry and his men in the villa looked as usual. Aoyu still pulled her to play mahjong, and those people would smile at her.
Chang Shang didn't know what Chang Mian meant. Anyway, after being anxious for two days, when she met Chang Mian again, she imitated him and treated him like air.