Zhuo Yu'an let the boiling water cool down, sat beside her bed and asked, "How do you want me to feed you?"
She couldn't move and could only drink water through a straw, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't see the straw and didn't want to ask the nurse to get it. She had an immature idea in her mind.
Shu Tinglan also suddenly thought about that night at the bar at home, when he poured water into her mouth. Her face turned red, her heart beat faster, and her head hurt even more.
"Are you still human? I have a concussion."
Zhuo Yu'an gently lowered her bed, put a cushion on her back, and let her lie down. He took a sip of water, possessed her body, pinched her face, and forced her to lie down.
Her lips parted slightly.
Shu Tinglan's eyes widened. He couldn't really be that perverted and feed her water like this, right? She was sick, but she still closed her eyes unconsciously, waiting for water to enter her mouth.
After waiting for a long time, she only waited for a warm lip to kiss her lips gently, like a dragonfly touching water, and then a hoarse voice came: "I'm going to the nurse to ask for a straw."
It's not that perverted, not because it's unhygienic. After all, the two of them have kissed everything they should and shouldn't, and have a more intimate relationship. It's just that she is a patient now, so it is not appropriate to do this.
Shu Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little disappointed. She liked his warm and moist lips just now.
Ahem, now that I am a concussion patient, don’t think nonsense.
The straw was brought, and he poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her. She drank it through the straw and felt much better.
"Thank you, husband." In the past, she would only call him husband when she was intimate. Now, calling him like that seems to be smooth and she feels good.
Zhuo Yu'an was stunned for a moment. It was very helpful for her to call her husband, but he couldn't help but take off her straw and kissed her. It was originally a gentle kiss, but it turned out to be inseparable and he wanted more.
Taking into account her injuries, she restrained herself, which was simply torture.
Shu Tinglan felt so dizzy, but she couldn't bear to be separated from him.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and before they could answer, the door had already been pushed open. They probably didn't expect that the two people on the hospital bed would kiss at this time, so they paused in their steps.
Zhuo Yu'an turned around and looked back, and saw that his mother, who was supposed to be in the capital, was standing at the door of the ward, and the nanny beside her was looking at them with a blushing face.
Being knocked upside down, Shu Tinglan was ashamed and embarrassed to death. She wanted to hide under the quilt, but was helpless and did not dare to move. She could only sit there stiffly and half-reclined.
"Why are you here?" Zhuo Yu'an looked calm and glanced at his mother.
"Didn't you say that Tinglan was injured? I asked my aunt to stew chicken soup all night and take the earliest flight. The chicken soup is still hot. Pour it out and feed Tinglan to drink."
Shu Tinglan was a little touched by Cheng Zhimin's nice words. She never thought that she would be able to drink the chicken soup given by Cheng Zhimin in her lifetime. Whether it was true or false, at least they achieved harmony on the surface.
Zhuo Yu'an took the chicken soup. Although he knew in his heart that his mother flew to Senzhou specifically because she was afraid that they would be hospitalized and the children would have no one to take care of them, she was willing to bring chicken soup as soon as she got off the plane. It was considered thoughtful and his attitude was good.
Some.
Like Tinglan, he does not require deep feelings for each other, but it is enough to maintain superficial harmony and respect each other as guests. Anyway, of course he loves his wife.