Chapter five hundred and seventy-fifth what do I want to forgive you for?
Chapter 575: What should I forgive you for?
Ruan Xingwan stared at his injured arm, and within two seconds, he took the thing over and said, "No, thank you."
Zhou Cishen pursed his thin lips slightly and spoke slowly: "You haven't calmed down yet?"
Ruan Xingwan said expressionlessly: "In my last life, I was probably just a gas tank. If I ran out of gas, I would die."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
Fortunately, at least I am willing to pay attention to him.
At this time, the elevator door opened and Ruan Xingwan walked out carrying his things.
She put a bag of things at the door and freed her hand to press the password.
After the door opened, she went in again with her things.
The door is not closed.
Zhou Cishen saw this and licked his lips without leaving a trace.
Is this left for him?
Is there such a good thing?
After Ruan Xingwan went in, he put the things on the table and asked Xiao Chen: "How was he this afternoon? Did he cry?"
Ruan Chen said: "No, he's pretty good."
Ruan Xingwan raised the corners of his lips and walked to the little guy who was playing with toys and sat down: "You go and rest for a while. I bought food. If you are hungry, you can heat it up and eat it."
Ruan Chen said: "I'm going to wash some fruits."
As soon as he stood up, he saw someone walking in after opening the door.
Ruan Chen said: "It seems there is no more fruit, I will go downstairs to buy it."
After saying that, he walked quickly.
Zhou Cishen closed the door, walked to Ruan Xingwan, and sat on the sofa very calmly.
When the little guy saw him, he showed his two little teeth and giggled a few times.
Zhou Cishen raised his thin lips and raised his fingers at him.
The little guy immediately put down his toys and crawled over.
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Didn't these two people dislike each other before?
It seems that the relationship has been cultivated well during this period.
Ruan Xingwan took a deep breath and stood up to boil water and mix milk powder for the little one.
After adjusting the water temperature to just right, Ruan Xingwan poured it into the bottle and shook it. Just as he turned around to go over, a figure pressed down on him.
Zhou Cishen put his hands on the edge of the table, trapping her in his arms: "How much gas is left in the gas tank?"
Ruan Xingwan raised his head and met his gaze: "I can prepare a full banquet for both men and women."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
He chuckled, leaned down, and got closer to her, with the tip of his nose touching hers: "I know I was wrong, don't be angry, okay, forgive me."
Ruan Xingwan was unmoved and said calmly: "I have given you many opportunities before, but you don't seem to care what I think.
Do you know, when I look back at myself at that time, I feel like I was a fool, being played around with by you.
I even suspected that I was sick for a while and wanted to see a doctor. Even in that case, you didn't tell me the truth.
Tell me, what should I forgive you for?
Forgive you for deceiving me like a fool."
Zhou Cishen said: "Didn't I ask you to see a doctor?"
"Yes, after watching it, I felt even more like a lunatic."
Zhou Cishen trimmed her hair around her ears: "Even if you are a psycho, you are also the most beautiful psycho."
Ruan Xingwan looked at him expressionlessly, wanting to buy dish soap.
Zhou Cishen said in a low voice: "I originally thought that I would tell you everything after I took him out of the Zhou family, but I didn't expect an accident.
I actually didn’t want to hide it from you for so long, but I didn’t know how to say it. I was afraid that after you found out, you would ignore me like you do now.”
His voice was a little deep, mixed with loneliness.
Ruan Xingwan sneered twice: "I've wronged you."
Zhou Cishen said: "That's right. As a man, it doesn't matter if you have to shoulder this responsibility."
Ruan Xingwan was too lazy to pay attention to him, stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Get out of the way."
Zhou Cishen remained motionless, staring at her with his dark eyes: "Baby, give me another chance, okay?"
"You won't let me, right?"
Ruan Xingwan stepped on his feet, and before he could react, he bent down and got out of his arms.
Sitting next to the little guy, she poured some milk on the back of her hand. The temperature was just right.
Ruan Xingwan picked up the little guy and fed him milk.
The little guy sat in her arms, holding the bottle in both hands. He finished the drink in a short while, looked up at Ruan Xingwan, waved the bottle with his little hand, and said happily: "Ma~ Ma~"
Ruan Xingwan put a smile on his face and put him back into the pile of toys: "Let's go play."
Zhou Cishen walked over, squatted in front of him with one leg bent, and scratched his chin with his fingers: "Call daddy."
The little guy glanced at him without any reaction. He just kept muttering: "Ma~ Ma~"
Zhou Cishen's temples twitched. When did he learn to call people?
Just call me mom.
Seeing that the little guy was concentrating on playing with his toys and had no intention of paying attention to him, Zhou Cishen took the toys away from him and patiently repeated: "Call daddy."
When the little guy saw that his beloved toy was gone, his mouth dropped. He turned around and hugged Ruan Xingwan's legs, squeezing out two tears: "Ma~ Ma~"
Ruan Xingwan looked at Zhou Cishen: "Are you annoyed?
What are you doing to provoke him?"
"He didn't call me."
"Isn't this normal?"
Zhou Cishen frowned in displeasure: "What's normal?"
Ruan Xingwan held the wronged little guy in his arms again: "Children can also distinguish between good and bad. If he doesn't call you, it only means that you are not a good person in his heart."
"Didn't you see that he was very happy when I came just now?"
"Out of courtesy."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
She learned the trick of selling now and then very quickly.
Ruan Xingwan got another toy for the little guy, and he instantly forgot about the lying down just now, his eyes widened with laughter.
Zhou Cishen looked at her and whispered: "I want to hug you too."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Why does this tone sound so coquettish?
In order to avoid being disgusted again, Ruan Xingwan was just about to hand the little guy to him when he was hugged into his arms, and a familiar smell lingered on the tip of his nose.
Before Ruan Xingwan could speak, Zhou Cishen's voice came: "You promised me that you would stay with me every step of the way when I was hospitalized, but when I woke up, I didn't even see you."
Ruan Xingwan was silent: "Can you stop talking to me in this tone?"
I'm getting goosebumps.
"Can't you see that I'm trying to coax you?"
"I think you want my life."
Zhou Cishen snorted softly: "No conscience."
Ruan Xingwan said: "Feed the dog."
The little guy was probably squeezed in their arms, and he was moaning and wanting to come out.
Ruan Xingwan pushed Zhou Cishen away, moved the little guy to the side, and distanced himself from him.
Zhou Cishen took off his coat and stood up, rolling up his sleeves as he walked to the kitchen.
Ruan Xingwan said: "What are you doing?"
Zhou Cishen said: "Let's see if the air in this room is enough to prepare a full banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties."
"Don't touch me..."
Bang!
The sound of breaking plates.
Today, Ruan Xingwan can calmly listen to him smashing these tableware.