Chen Yan doesn't like to eat tasteless things, especially porridge.

However, because I have to heal my wounds, I can only eat liquid food and light food.

Every time he drank porridge, Chen Yan had to delay it for a long time, and finally drank it like medicine.

And Ren Ying seems to know his temper, she boils salty porridge, which is also nutritious.

Today it is preserved egg and lean pork porridge, and tomorrow it is seafood porridge.

The seafood porridge was only made for him after asking the doctor if he could drink it.

So Chen Yan couldn't help but drink it once, and after that, on the surface, he said that he would not drink it, and he gave it to his subordinates to solve it.

In fact, the porridge was all in his mouth, and he never shared it with a second person.

"Yes, young marshal." Fang Zheng glanced at the thermos cup, "Then I'll take the young grandmother back." ”

"She's in the hospital too?" Chen Yan raised his eyes.

Fang Zheng looked at Chen Yan's expression: "The eldest young grandmother said that the eldest young master is unwell, so she should serve her." The eldest young master didn't want to see her, so she boiled some porridge and went to the hospital for a walk, which could be regarded as guarding the eldest young master's heart. ”

There was silence in the room.

After a moment, Chen Yan said:

"Let her in. Since you want to apologize, you will come to me in person in the future, and you don't want to send it for her. ”

"Yes!" Standing up and buttoning his boots, Fang Zheng was a little happy, "I'll let the young grandmother in." ”

He turned around and left, misunderstanding Chen Yan's meaning.

However, Chen Yan looked at the back of Fang Zheng's departure, and then looked at the thermos cup at the head of the bed.

He leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes.

After a while, footsteps sounded in the hallway.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Chen Yan seemed to have some expectations in his heart.

He opened his eyes faintly.

I saw the woman standing beside Fang Zheng.

Dressed in a dark satin cheongsam, his black and soft hair was pulled up, revealing his slender neck as white as a swan.

The woman's complexion is extremely white and moist, and her slender figure is undoubtedly revealed against the background of this cheongsam.

The side slit is a slender and white long leg, looming and exposed, which makes people want to lift and tear this cheongsam......

Seeing her dressed like this every day, when she didn't see him, she also showed it to other men, Chen Yan felt a little angry in her heart.

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His face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at the woman lightly.

Chen Yan retracted his gaze and picked up the tabloid again coldly.

"Fangzheng, you go down." With a side face, Xia Ling looked at Fang Zheng.

"Yes, Grandma." Founder withdrew.

Here, Xia Ling walked up to Chen Yan.

She moved a stool and sat on the edge of Chen Yan's bed, holding a fruit knife in her white hand, and began to peel apples quietly.

But while cutting, she said to Chen Yan again.

"Young marshal, I know...... It was my fault that I accidentally stabbed you. However, I hung my neck once because of this, and I also escaped from the ghost gate. ”

"My mother said that I also liked the young marshal very much before, but I lost my hand when I was nervous in the cave room."

"The young marshal is now my husband, even if I lose my memory, I will still atone for my sins. Before, let's take one life for another, forget it, okay? ”

……

Her voice was soft.

Chen Yan looked.

As she said these words, in the afternoon sun, the woman's fair side face had a soft luster.

The thick and slender eyelashes flutter slightly like butterfly wings.

Her men are unstable, and the skin of the apple has been cut many times by her.

Her person was not as calm as the tone she spoke to him.

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