Chapter 950: Do You Want to Listen to Bedtime Stories?
This night, Shi Ying felt terrible for a while, and wanted to believe Yan Muchen from the bottom of her heart, she was entangled by these two feelings all night, and the next morning, she had a gorgeous fever.
"Mom, it's all my fault that I'm not good, I even fell asleep first, so I didn't know that you were sleeping in the living room, and you were sick......"
Xiao Li hugged Shi Ying's arm, and his little face was full of self-blame.
Shi Ying quietly took a step back, and after distancing herself from Xiao Li, she said: "I'm fine, just take some medicine and sleep, let the driver take you to school in a while, I will also help you prepare lunch in advance, and let the teacher help you warm it up at noon, okay?" ”
"Mom don't worry about me, I'm not hungry."
The little guy shook his head, not afraid that Shi Ying would infect himself, so he came to Shi Ying again, pulled her to lie on the bed and said firmly: "Mom, will I accompany you at home today?" In case you're thirsty and want to drink water, I can fetch water for you. ”
"Xiao Li is obedient, I'm fine, just take medicine and sleep for a while, and I'll be better when you come back at night."
Shi Ying squatted in front of Xiao Li and said softly: "You promise me to go to school well, good students will not skip class, okay?" ”
Xiao Li looked at Shi Ying, and saw in her eyes that the appraisal and irrefutable were irrefutable, Xiao Li thought about it and whispered: "Then I'll go to class, my mother will have a good rest at home, I'll come back as soon as I get out of school, don't run around, okay?" ”
"Don't worry, I won't go anywhere except home, and you can see me when Xiao Li comes back." Shi Ying smiled, and was washing dishes after sending Xiao Li out of the door, the door rang softly twice, and Yan Muchen, who was dressed in formal clothes, stood outside the door.
"Mr. Yan, why are you here?"
"Xiao Li said that you are sick and need someone to take care of you, he is a student, and he can't stay at home to take care of you, but he doesn't worry about you being at home, so he asked me to come and take care of you." The man's eyes were half-drooping, and he hurried over, his hair was messy, but he said the reason seriously, for fear that Shi Ying would not believe it.
"Xiao Li ......" Shi Ying shook her head and chuckled, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, I accidentally fell asleep on the sofa last night, I just caught a little cold, I have already taken medicine, and I will be fine after a while, so I don't need to trouble Mr. Yan to take care of it." ”
"You're busy, so let's go back to work."
"Work doesn't matter."
No matter how important the work is, it is not as important as his wife, not to mention that he has been working for the past five years, and now that his wife is back, he has to stay by his wife's side.
Yan Muchen entered the house, took off his suit jacket and untied the apron on Shi Ying's body, his voice was low with a hint of command, "You go to sleep, I'll wash the dishes." ”
"I'm a nanny, of course I should do the dishes, Mr. Yan......"
"Since I am the master, then you should listen to me and have a good rest." Yan Muchen squinted his eyes slightly and shook his head, pushed Shi Ying into the bedroom, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes by himself.
He did it very carefully, and after washing the dishes, he did not forget to tidy up the kitchen, and then quietly walked into the bedroom.
Shi Ying was lying on the bed staring dryly, although she had taken the medicine, she was not sleepy at all, and she had a stomach question that she wanted to ask Yan Muchen, and she was hesitating to say it, so she couldn't sleep at all.
When Yan Muchen came in and saw Shi Ying lying on the bed with his eyes open, he tilted his head to think about it, and said in a low voice, "Can't you sleep?" Shall I tell you a bedtime story? ”
"Well, I'm not a child, forget about bedtime stories......"
Shi Ying sat up from the bed and looked at Yan Muchen with big eyes, "Mr. Yan, can I ask you a few questions?" ”