Wen Wanrong heard it, but she didn't know why he turned his face faster than turning a book, so she was not happy.

But she won't ask, combined with Qin Yang's performance in the past two days, she is very satisfied.

Anyway, she doesn't want much, she can have a meal together, talk, and there is no woman's fragrance on her body, which is enough.

As for Qin Yang's bad temper, who doesn't have shortcomings.

And on the day of the wedding, all the bad emotions that had accumulated in her heart for a long time were released, like an empty swill bucket, and she could start to endure it again.

The next day, Wen Wanrong got up earlier than Qin Yang, and after washing and changing clothes lightly, she asked the small kitchen to warm up breakfast and send it over when Qin Yang got up.

Qin Yang got up and was angry, he basically ignored people when he just got up, I don't know which tendon is wrong today, I saw Wen Wanrong dressed neatly, sitting at the table honestly and waiting, and suddenly wanted to find fault.

"Wen Wanrong." He walked over, sat next to him, and called her.

"What's the matter?" Wen Wanrong turned her head, pinched her chin coldly, dragged her to the front vigorously, and kissed her.

She didn't know the situation, she instinctively resisted, took advantage of Qin Yang's unpreparedness, jumped up from the chair, took a few steps back, like a frightened little beast, wiped the saliva from her mouth, stared at each other vigilantly, and was afraid of annoying: "I'll go and see if the breakfast in the small kitchen is okay." ”

With that, she leaned against the door.

"What's the panic, someone will deliver breakfast." Qin Yang got up and came over.

He took a step forward, and she took a step back.

Wen Wanrong couldn't think of what she did to make Qin Yang unhappy, and speculated on his thoughts: "Did I wake you up in the morning?" If yes, I didn't mean to, I'm afraid of delaying the trip. ”

"It has nothing to do with that."

Wen Wanrong really didn't understand: "What did I do wrong?" It's okay to apologize to you, don't do that. ”

"What am I?" Qin Yang smiled evilly, seeing that she could not retreat, he pushed her against the wall, and the whole person was enveloped.

Wen Wanrong only reached his shoulder, and she was really afraid of Qin Yangren's sense of oppression.

She didn't know what kind of evil madness he had early in the morning, but she thought about it and understood a little.

"I have an injury on my hand, and I can't serve my husband when I am newly married, and I have lost my woman's morality." She blushed and said as she clumsily unbuttoned her placket, "However, I'll discuss with you, can you do it lightly, and don't press my hand, okay?" ”

Qin Yang kept his face calm and did not speak.

Wen Wanrong frowned, endured the pain in her fingertips, and unbuttoned the second button.

"Okay, scare and scare you, take it seriously." When the third button was unfastened halfway, Qin Yang grabbed her wrist, and suddenly laughed, as if all the anger of getting up was swept away.

Wen Wanrong's eyes were red and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Yang had to admit that sometimes it was fun to bully the angry bag.

Wen Wanrong didn't figure out that he turned cloudy and sunny as fast as turning a book, so she was arrested again and accompanied him to breakfast.

As a result, after a meal, one ate with a great appetite, and the other ate with a frightened heart.

On the way, Qin Yang hummed a small tune, and seemed to be in a good mood, but he made her happy until he didn't cry.

Through Wen Wanrong's two tears, he found that she could really cry, and he didn't know where so many tears came from.

He didn't care about it before, but the old military doctor's words were somewhat understood.

The old military doctor said that in fact, most of Wen Wanrong's hand injuries were healed, and why she couldn't return to normal for so long was caused by heart disease.

Trauma can be medicated, but heart disease is difficult to treat, so at the end, I asked Qin Yang a very personal question.

asked him if it was bad for Wen Wanrong, or if she had suffered a lot of grievances before.

Qin Yang didn't answer, and the old military doctor didn't ask any more, only said that if Wen Wanrong's hand dragged on for a long time, I was afraid that it would really be wasted, and then sent a few bottles of secret bruising medicine, and asked them to go back.

"Wen Wanrong, is there anything else you haven't told me in your heart?" On the carriage, he pondered the words of the military doctor and couldn't help but ask.