On the morning of the third day, when Jiang Kuo finally couldn't bear it anymore and drew his sword to kill a doctor who said "it's not a big deal", she finally coughed twice and woke up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info【Book by】

Jiang Kuo put down the sword in his hand and ran over to see her happily.

Such an obvious coincidence, he didn't even have the slightest doubt.

He just leaned over to look at her, and the person who had been talking in her ear for the past two days was speechless at this time, but just looked at her in surprise, his face was very close, and his breath sprayed on her face, itchy.

She blushed and looked away a little, not looking at him again, but at his wound.

He still looked at her, not letting go of the slightest change in her face, and then a smile gradually appeared on his face, still looking at her.

She was shy of him, and raised her hand to touch the wound on his arm, and he looked at her indulgently, watching her caress his own aching wound, watching her caress his face and mouth.

Then she looked at his face in a daze.

He smiled happily and grabbed her hand, "I'm so good-looking, I stunned you?"

"You don't blame me?"

"What do you blame?"

She was silent for a while, then said, "Didn't you say that Bowen and I designed you?"

Jiang Kuo's brows wrinkled slightly when he heard the word "Bowen", and instantly stretched again.

"If you don't call him Bowen and call him brother-in-law in the future, then I don't blame you. ”

She was stunned for a moment, and her small mouth pursed slightly.

He pecked her on the lips, rolled over and got out of bed, and took the porridge from the maid's hand to feed her.

The hot millet porridge was wafting hot, and he carefully blew it first, put it on his lips and tried it, and then fed it, and the action looked awkward.

The water vapor drifted into her eyebrows, and somehow wet her eyes.

She swallowed the porridge in one gulp, chewed it, and swallowed it. I was searching my stomach and thinking, when was the last time I was fed porridge?

"How?"

His cautious voice rang in his ears.

She didn't speak, but nodded haphazardly.

Jiang Kuo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Scooped the spoon again and handed it over.

The little maid next to her was also very happy to see the two of them like this, and said, "Madam, this is the first time the young master has cooked porridge for someone......

Before he finished speaking, he was glared back by Jiang Kuo, and although Han Yu lowered his head, he also noticed his abnormality.

What did the little maid say just now?

Cooking porridge? The first time the young master cooked porridge?

She slowly raised her head and looked at him, her eyes full of surprise.

He was so surprised by the surprise in her eyes that he put on a face like a child, put the spoon to her mouth, and said angrily, "Eat!"

The domineering and awkwardness in that tone makes people angry and funny.

She didn't eat. Then he looked at the little maid.

The little maid did not dare to speak, but moved her eyes to one side.

Han Yu immediately understood, followed her line of sight, and saw a small pot of porridge boiling on a small stove in the room.

She looked back at him and suddenly remembered that he had gone to the kitchen with her......

This was originally a man who thought a few bowls of rice and cooked a few bowls of porridge.

Seeing that the face of the person in front of him was getting harder and harder to look. She smiled and whispered, "I don't want to eat like this." ”

His face became nervous, "What do you want to eat?"

She struggled and gestured to sit up, "I don't want to lie down and eat." ”

He put down the porridge, a little in a hurry, obviously not knowing what to do.

The little maid next to her wants to come up and help. She looked at him angrily, "I want you to hold me." ”

This was said so directly, and before she could finish speaking, she blushed first.

Would he think she was too bold?

He was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, but there was a faint smile in his eyes.

He stepped forward and carefully lifted her up and leaned against him.

She leaned close to his arms. There was not the slightest resistance.

His mouth twitched a few times, as if he was about to laugh, but he held back so hard that his face turned red.

There were a few little maids next to him who couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Jiang Kuo immediately realized his gaffe, and his face was blank. "Laugh at it! Get out of here!"

The little girl answered sweetly: "Yes!"

A few maids ran to the door, and turned around and said boldly: "Madam, the young master cooked a big pot of porridge for the first time!"

Before Jiang Kuo could refute, the other said: "The second time it was cooked into raw rice!"

Another continued: "This is the eighth time!"

The maids thought it was very funny, this young master, when others were asleep, he could say anything good, and when others could hear what he said, why didn't he say anything?

Jiang Kuo was so angry that he trembled, if he hadn't held Hanyu in his arms, he would have really wanted to slaughter these mouthy little maids.

Hanyu looked at him with great interest, as if asking, is this true?

Jiang Kuo turned his face away and said sullenly: "I don't have it!"

It was as if time had gone back in time, back to that autumn four years ago, and he was still a man who was sometimes domineering and sometimes awkward, as if nothing had happened.

But now she seemed to understand him better.

She kept looking at him, and despite the resentment in her heart, she couldn't help but stand up and drop a kiss on his lips like a dragonfly.

He froze, just like the first time she kissed him.

The difference is that he didn't scold her, let alone knock her to the ground.

He feigned anger and said, "What are you doing?"

She also pretended to keep a straight face, "You just kissed me, why don't you allow me to kiss back?"

He had no choice but to pick up the porridge and continue to feed her, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became obvious, "Wait until you're ready, let you kiss enough!"

This time, Hanyu blushed, she lowered her head, drank the porridge obediently, squinted her eyes and said, "Well, it's delicious!"

The smile on his face became more and more obvious, "Then eat more!"

In the quiet air, there was only the sound of spoons and bowls clashing, he scooped a sip, she took a sip, very tacit.

After a long time, she finally had her fill, buried her unwiped face into his arms, rubbed it, and rubbed the porridge stains on her lips on the clothes he had just changed.

Jiang Kuo patiently carried a spoonful of porridge over, and she quickly turned away. Rubbed against his clothes again.

He chuckled helplessly, put the porridge back on the table, put his hand on her arm, and carefully held her. Don't let her rub her wounds.

The person holding her suddenly became quiet, and she felt strange and rubbed again.

No response.

So I rubbed it again.

He suddenly took a breath and said softly, "Don't move." ”

She lifted her face to look at him, her eyes full of little girlish mischievous and curious, "Why aren't you angry?"

He looked at her and didn't speak.

She blinked, and then reminded, "I got your clothes dirty." ”

"Yes. I'll change it later. ”

There seemed to be something in his voice.

She stared at him for a moment, then buried her face back in his arms, rubbed it again, and then looked up at him. Placed his hand on his face and pinched it.

He didn't move, just sat and let her pinch.

"Are you Jiang Kuo?"

His face finally darkened.

So she laughed again, "Well, that seems right. It's not fun if you're not angry. ”

Jiang Kuo's face turned completely black this time.

Could it be that his image in her mind is anger?

Didn't she like him being nice to her?

No, she was kidding him.

He curled his lips silently. Holding down the body that was still writhing in his arms, he said forbearingly: "Don't move anymore." ”

She looked up at him, "Why?"

He held back the restlessness in his body, and wanted to kiss that naughty lips, but he was afraid that he would hurt her if he couldn't bear it.

He finally pushed her back into his arms and "lay down." ”

She seemed to sense something, and finally lay down obediently. No more moving.

He took a deep breath and breathed for a long time, finally calming the restlessness in his body.

What is she doing?

Asleep?

He looked down cautiously, but saw a pair of watery eyes.

He quickly raised his head, and after a long time, he finally asked, "Why did you block the knife for me?"

Her body froze. There was no answer.

He didn't get angry, but a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He treats her badly, chases her to live instead, and often scolds her, but she is still willing to block the knife for him. Except because ...... Love, what else?

She was embarrassed to say, he thought.

If she says it, it will make him not believe it.

The two of them are very similar and don't like to say nice things.

He sat quietly with his arms around her, and didn't ask any more questions.

But she spoke, "Who is the one who wants to kill you?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, "You don't care. ”

She squirmed a little.

She was worried about him.

He had no choice but to reply, "Don't worry, the man is dead." ”

"Why did he kill you?"

Jiang Kuo opened his mouth, feeling a little difficult, and finally said, "It's from the Shen family, because of Shen Rui's matter." ”

She looked up at him, "Is it because of me?"

He frowned and said, "No. ”

"Will they come back to kill you?"

"No, they're all dead. Shen Jiame...... It's almost there, too. ”

She was silent for a moment and asked, "What about Niannian?"

He was also silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "It's locked up." ”

"Locked up?" she seemed a little surprised.

"Yes. He touched her head and explained, "She was the one who harmed me, and she deserved it." ”

She glared at him, and he added, "You will be my only lady from now on." ”

She blinked and asked, "One day, will you lock me up?"

He smiled, "No, never." ”

She buried herself in his arms again, and after a long time, she suddenly came out, "Do you like me?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth faded away, and his eyes looked away angrily, "I don't want to say it." ”

She still smiled and slipped back into his arms, but the corners of her eyes were wet, and she whispered, "What to do, I seem to like you very much." ”

The voice was low, ethereal.

He looked down to make sure, only to find that she was asleep.

So fast?

He waited unwillingly for a long time, until her breathing gradually became lighter, and she fell asleep.

He had no choice but to gently lay her on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch her sleeping face.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth...... He touched her hair lovingly, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up again.

Happiness came so easily, so suddenly.

The number of times he has laughed over the years combined, he has not laughed as much as he has laughed in more than an hour.

He suspected that he was about to become the happy and gentle way he was when he was a child.

But...... Wouldn't it be a little silly to laugh all the time?

……

He sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, and he did not go out with him until one of the guards came in looking for him.

ps：

I'm sorry.,Occasionally.,I'm only back now.,So it's late.。。。。