Feng Danyuan sighed funnyly: "Doctor Wei has never been squeamish."
"I want to be squeamish now." Wei Zi said confidently.
Feng Danyuan smiled, put the food box on the table, walked to the bed and sat down, took the coat and jacket from her hand, and put them on for her.
Wei Zi raised her head slightly to look at him, and saw that his picturesque eyebrows were so gentle that they seemed to ooze water.
"Can you wear this dress?" She asked curiously when she saw him tying the buttons skillfully.
"Have you forgotten that I have worn it for you many times?" Feng Danyuan tied a very symmetrical bow and was quite satisfied.
Wei Zi: "..." She really forgot, but who would remember what happened when she was half tired and half asleep?
When Feng Danyuan opened the quilt, he also injected a warm sun-like heat into her body.
Holding her snow-white bare feet, he gently rubbed them a few times before slowly taking the socks and putting them on for her.
Wei Zi's heart froze, and she suddenly remembered her childhood.
In the winter, when she stayed in bed and refused to get up, her father would always come over to coax her, put on her sweater and put on her socks.
Later, when she grew older, her father would no longer dress her, but when she was at home, she always used to walk on the floor barefoot, and her father would bring socks to put on for her.
Later, when her father was gone, no one would shout from behind her: "Xiao Zi, put on your socks." Nor would she turn around and see her father holding a pair of socks and looking at her dotingly.
Feeling sour and uncomfortable in her heart, but also full of emotion, Wei Zi put her arms around Feng Danyuan's waist and pulled her whole head into his arms.
"Oh, Doctor Wei is really squeamish now." Feng Danyuan simply hugged her onto his lap.
"Dan Yuan, you won't suddenly disappear one day, will you?" She whispered in his arms.
"What's wrong?" Sensing that Wei Zi's mood was not right, Feng Danyuan stroked her head and asked softly.
"I remember some things from the past." Wei Zi tightened her arms and pressed her face against his chest, feeling the strong beating of his heart.
Feng Danyuan understood immediately.
She came to this strange world alone. Before that, she had lost her parents and spent a long time alone.
It's not like he has never felt this way before.
Why hasn't he been walking alone for all these years?
But the burden on my shoulders was too heavy, and it was useless to think about it, so I gradually forgot about it.
It wasn't until Wei Zi appeared that he realized how full his heart felt.
It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Once you have experienced possession, you will never want to go back to the past.
"There's nothing to think about. From now on, no matter what happens, I will be with you." Feng Danyuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, tenderly and lovingly.
Wei Zi feels that the best time in the world is probably now: she has him, and he has her.
While the two were in deep love, several "Gulu Gulu" sounds were heard at an inappropriate time.
Feng Danyuan chuckled.
Wei Zi was still a little embarrassed, but after hearing his careless smile, she took her head out of his arms and said plausibly: "I'm hungry. Wash up first, and then have breakfast."
"Yes, ma'am."
Feng Danyuan patiently helped her put on the rest of her dress, and then the two of them sat at the table and ate together.
Not for breakfast, but for lunch.
"How does it taste?" Feng Danyuan asked casually.
"These pastries are well cooked, but the porridge is not good and has a mushy taste." Wei Zi commented matter-of-factly.
