Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Gentle Man Is Not Too Bad
At this moment, Wang Ziman was curled up and lying on the bed, his face was a little pale, his lips were a little dry, and his expression was full of hunger and discomfort. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
When she got up and wanted to pour a glass of water, she heard a movement outside the door, and the instinctive Wang Ziman thought that Lucy was back, but after simple thinking, she felt that it was impossible;
She didn't want to delay the progress of Wangcheng Company because of herself.
Could it be a thief? Wang Ziman's mind began to think crankily, and regardless of her physical discomfort, she looked around and began to look for the weapon in her hand.
"Knock Knock"
Wang Ziman's door was knocked three times, and her heart tightened, but then she thought very nonsense, are the thieves so polite now?
"Ziman, are you dressed, if you do, I'll come in. Just after Wang Ziman picked up the calculation and started tickling his forehead, a familiar voice came from outside the door.
"Uh, ah!" Wang Ziman was stunned for a moment before realizing that the person outside the door was Wang Cheng, and then said, "Wear it, you come in." ”
Wang Cheng slowly opened the door and walked in, but Wang Ziman's appearance was a little peculiar.
Wang Ziman was half-sitting on the bed at the moment, his legs were covered with an air-conditioned quilt, his hair was scattered everywhere, his hands were tightly scratched, and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
"Ziman, what kind of style are you?" A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Cheng's mouth, I have to say that Wang Ziman's current appearance is really cute.
"Ahh Wang Ziman threw the tickle to the side and lay on the bed like an ostrich, perhaps because the tension had faded and the physical pain had begun to slowly set in.
It was also the first time for Wang Cheng to see such a little woman as Wang Ziman, he shook his head and sat on the side of Wang Ziman's bed and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Wang Ziman opened his eyes with some difficulty, looked at Wang Cheng with a reluctant smile and shook his head, but Wang Ziman himself didn't know how distressed his smile was in Wang Cheng's eyes.
"Why are you here?" Wang Ziman asked curiously, but his voice was very weak.
"Lucy called me and told me that next time if there is something, call me directly, and don't be afraid of trouble if you are your own people. Wang Cheng helped Wang Ziman straighten his somewhat messy bangs.
Wang Ziman just nodded and didn't speak, but a hint of blush began to appear on his pale face, which was probably the most intimate move after the two reunited.
"I bought you a soup woman, I'll charge it for you, you cover it, I'll cook you some red dates and ginger soup for you, and drink a little later, what do you want to eat at night? I'll make it for you?" Wang Cheng patiently changed the quilt for Wang Ziman, and began to whisper in Wang Ziman's ear.
"Yes. Wang Ziman nodded, but his heart seemed to be filled with honey, sweet and greasy, and the pain was much less.
After letting Wang Ziman lie down, Wang Cheng began to work in the kitchen, although he was not a chef and had not spent much time in the kitchen, but Wang Cheng would still make some simple dishes, so the red date and ginger soup was not difficult for him.
While Wang Cheng was busy in the kitchen, Wang Ziman picked up his mobile phone and began to question why Lucy had told Wang Cheng.
"Ah, why did you tell Wang Cheng that I wasn't feeling well!"
Lucy, who was still busy in the office, saw Wang Ziman's questioning sentences, and knew Wang Ziman's personality, so she knew that Wang Ziman was not unhappy at this moment, but she was still very happy.
"I'm afraid you're already happy in your heart, you little girl. ”
"How can there be~" Wang Ziman replied with a smile on his face.
"You little girl just think about how to thank me, did Wang Cheng prepare any love feast for you?" Lucy's gossip fire began to burn again.
"He's cooking me red dates and ginger soup. Thinking of this, Wang Ziman's psychology began to be sweet again.
"Tut-tut, a man who can cook, you still don't want to hold on?"
Without waiting for Wang Ziman to reply to Lucy, another text was sent, "Do you want me to go to the hotel outside today for the night?
"Lucy!" Wang Ziman was full of shyness.
"Oh yes, it's a shame that your aunt is here today!" Lucy's words were full of teasing.
"Yikes. Wang Ziman screamed softly, and threw the phone aside a little helplessly, because he teased that she would never be Lucy's opponent.
After lying on the bed for a while, Wang Ziman felt much more comfortable, and just as she was about to get up from the bed, Wang Cheng came over with a steaming bowl of red dates and ginger soup.
"It's better, let's drink the ginger soup. Wang Cheng picked up the bowl and stirred it with a spoon.
The sweetness of take-off exuded from the bowl is refreshing, just like the feeling of Wang Ziman's psychology at this moment.
"Open your mouth. Wang Cheng scooped a spoonful of ginger soup and handed it to Wang Ziman's mouth.
Wang Ziman obediently opened her mouth and drank the ginger soup in the spoon, and she saw Wang Cheng pick out the small grains of ginger.
"How's it taste, is it too sweet?" Wang Cheng asked, this was also the first time he had cooked red dates and ginger soup, and he didn't know how to control the ingredients.
"The taste is just right. Wang Ziman said with a smile.
So the two of them kept this posture until the ginger soup in the bowl bottomed out, "Do you still want to drink?" Wang Cheng asked many times when he saw that Wang Ziman's face looked good.
"Enough. Wang Ziman shook his head.
"Okay, you can just lie down, are you hungry, I'll buy you something to eat, or what do you want to eat at night?" Wang Cheng put the bowl aside and asked a series of questions.
"Don't bother, I'll just eat whatever I want. Wang Ziman still doesn't want to trouble Wang Cheng, after all, the current Wang Cheng is not the Wang Cheng in the orphanage, and there are too many things waiting for him to do in the current Wang Cheng.
"Look at what you say, you sleep for a while, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy something, and boil some porridge for you to drink at night." Wang Cheng pretended to be angry and looked at Wang Ziman.
Wang Ziman lowered her head and stopped talking, but she liked Wang Cheng's strength, she obediently lay on the bed and let Wang Cheng cover her with the quilt, and then watched Wang Cheng leave the room and gently close the door.
Outside the window, the afternoon sun shone in, Wang Ziman looked out the window and suddenly thought of a sentence that someone said, who it was, she couldn't remember it anymore, but she remembered that sentence clearly: "A gentle man must not be too bad!"
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