Because of excessive drinking, I had a stomach problem again the next day, and she stayed by my side every step of the way and took care of me in every detail. That night, although I was drunk and hazy, she fed me water, covered me with a blanket, and carried me on her lap and rubbed my temples, I knew that.

And I found myself still craving her warmth and care as before.

After that, she always took care of me and didn't let me eat raw and cold things, saying that it was bad for my stomach and like an old mother. I was very disdainful of her on the surface, but in my heart I was actually very useful.

But people are always greedy, and when you get a little bit, you will think more.

That morning I went out for a morning run, and happened to meet the neighbor opposite, we both ran the same route, when we ran back, she chased up and chatted a few words, the woman's desire was obvious, I didn't want to take care of it, I just caught a glimpse of a familiar figure across the road, I chatted with her twice, and deliberately slowed down the pace.

I think if she had me in her heart, she would have reacted.

When I got back to the apartment, I was about to take a shower when I heard the sound of the door unlocking, so I came out of the bedroom and saw her carrying a bag of things in her hand, and she went into the living room in frustration.

"Where have you been?" I asked knowingly.

"Go downstairs and throw out the trash." Her expression was indifferent, and her tone was wilted.

"Why didn't I see you when I came back just now?" I smiled lightly.

"I stopped by the supermarket and bought something." When the words fell, she didn't even look at me, and went to the bedroom with her cheeks puffed.

After a while, I heard her yelling in the room, and I pushed the door in and asked her what her nerves were, and she still wouldn't admit it.

Is she jealous of her reaction?

I thought about the lonely way she looked when she walked in the door...... It can be seen that she cares about me.

When I came out of the bathroom, I deliberately didn't change my clothes, wrapped in a bath towel and went out, and when I saw her in the kitchen, I walked over and asked, "Where did you put my black shirt?" ”

"Black Shirt...... Which one?" She put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and turned her head to look at me.

I was extremely sexy, and raised my hand to shake the droplets of water that were about to drip on my forehead, "The one with dark lines." ”

"I ironed it yesterday and hung it in the closet."

"Which compartment is the wardrobe?" I pretended to be impatient.

She glanced at me, dried her hands, and headed to my bedroom.

I followed her, the corners of my mouth raised.

In the bedroom, I stood behind her and watched her pull open the middle compartment of the closet, and the black shirt with dark stripes hung at the back. She lifted her hand to remove the shirt, and I took a step closer, almost close to her, when she turned and almost hit me in the chest.

The two of them were so close that I could smell the scent of her hair when I was close.

She stared blankly at the scar on my chest that had just come off the scab, her brow furrowed slightly, and her divinity was a little sad.

Is she distressed?

"You put it in the back, no wonder I didn't find it." I made an excuse for myself.

She raised her eyes, her gaze soft, at me.

I stared at her, her clear eyes, a little stunned to meet me...... Just when I thought she was going to say something to me, she suddenly shoved her shirt into my arms and ran out of the bedroom.

Seeing her panic and flee, the corners of my eyes twitched.

This time, I'm absolutely sure...... She still has affection for me.

So, that night I called them to their house, and when they called her to the left and the right to call her, I pretended not to hear, and although she looked a little embarrassed, she did not correct them in person.

After I drank two glasses, when they toasted me again, she stopped me, saying that I just had a stomach problem a few days ago and couldn't drink more.

Her expression and tone at the time, if she said that she was not my daughter-in-law, no one would believe her.

Her concern for me finally showed.

I sat beside her, my face was unwavering, but I couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in my heart.

I couldn't drink it, so they asked her to drink it for me, and she wanted to refuse, but there was no excuse. So they took turns to salute her.

I didn't say anything to stop me, just a faint smile on the corner of my mouth, and I ate the food silently. Listening to the mistake, Chao smiled at her and said, "I heard them talk about you a long time ago, saying that you are a special match with Brother Han, and I can count myself as seeing you today......"

When she heard this, her face turned slightly red, and she glanced at me, and when she saw that I didn't snort, she had to take her wine glass and drink it. After drinking the glass of wine, Qiangzi also coaxed her to respect her, she said that if she drank again, she would be drunk, but Qiangzi said, even if she is drunk, it is okay anyway, I will take care of her, so they one after another, respect her.

After drinking a few glasses of wine in a row, her face became even more delicate, so she made an excuse, saying that she was a little dizzy from drinking, and she wanted to go back to her room to lie down, obviously afraid that they would say something that would make her uncomfortable.

After she hid back in the room, I started talking to Qiangzi and them. When I left Banyan City a year ago, I handed over the small restaurant to them, and gradually they and their brothers changed careers. Two days ago, I went to the small restaurant to take a look, and they took care of it well, so I was going to invest some more money in them and let them open a branch.

After they left, she asked me why I didn't explain our relationship to them. I told her I just meant it and didn't want to explain it to them.

The implication was so obvious that I didn't believe she didn't understand what I meant.

But she ran back to her room and cried.

When I pushed the door in, she was covered in the quilt, crying and trembling so that she was not aggrieved.

Just because I don't explain it to them?

She just doesn't want to have anything to do with me?

Was it all my delusion before it was hard?

I stepped forward and tore off the quilt and yelled, "Why are you crying? ”

She looked at me with tears on her face, her mouth flattened, and she looked at me full of grievances, "I just want to cry, you have to take care of this." She cried again, and reached out to pull the quilt back, but I pulled it away again.

She jumped up, picked up the pillow and threw it at me, scolding: "Why are you like this, do you want to deprive me of the right to cry, you are still not human." ”

Seeing her so petty, I laughed.

She wants to save face, if it weren't for the fact that she was the one who was closest to her loved ones, she wouldn't be so sloppy.

When she saw me laughing, she became angry, picked up another pillow and threw it at me, and said foully, "You laugh a lot." ”

I reached out to catch the pillow she smashed, and pulled hard, she was caught off guard, and the whole person threw herself into my arms, and her nose hit my chest, probably because it hurt, wow, crying even more fiercely.

I wanted to see it, but she covered her nose and didn't let me see it, glaring at me with teary eyes, "You just bully me hard." ”

Seeing her crying like a little cat, my anger just now disappeared, leaving only distress, and my tone softened, "Okay, don't cry." ”

She raised her face and yelled, "I just want to cry, what's your business." After yelling, he also beat me, although his tone was fierce, but his eyes were full of squeamishness.

She's not coquettish, but what's it?

I grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

Her whole body froze, her eyes wide in disbelief.

My kiss was a little overbearing and a little tender, and she gradually closed her eyes and responded to me. Feeling her response, I got excited, reached out and put my arm around her back and took her into my arms.

It took me a long time before I let go of her.

She gasped slightly, her eyes looking at me with a misty look.

I caressed her face and asked in a low voice, "Why are you crying?" ”

She looked at me in a daze, without blinking her eyes, looking at me incredulously, as if it was a very bizarre thing for me to kiss her just now, and then lowered her head shyly, saying that her stomach hurt.

Seeing her shyness, my heart rippled, and I asked her if she had come to that, and she nodded.

In the past, when she came there, she always had to lie down in bed to get better, but today I actually made her busy for a day, no wonder she cried so aggrieved just now.

I remember saying that it would be better to drink some brown sugar water, so I went to the supermarket and bought a pack. When she came back and made her a bowl, she was lying on the bed in a daze, and when she saw me come in, she sat up, and saw that my eyes became clear, not as soft and attached as just now, and she thought that her emotions had calmed down.

"It's a little hot." He sat on the edge of the bed with the bowl of brown sugar water and blew it gently, "But the Internet says that it should be drunk while it is hot to work." With that, I brought the bowl to her.

She glanced at me lightly, took the bowl, took a sip, frowned slightly, handed the bowl to me, and said, "Let's put it on the bedside to dry first, it's too hot." ”

I took the bowl and put it on the bedside table, thinking that maybe I should have a good talk with her. But she opened her mouth first, "You have to have something...... Leave me alone. She clasped her hands on her abdomen, as if she didn't want to be alone with me.

Seeing her return to that cold appearance, my heart sank, this woman will always be like this, never take the initiative, if you want her to put down her face and bow to me, it is probably impossible.

And I just like her.

I glanced at her pretending to be indifferent, "How much loan does HTC owe to the bank?" ”

"You ask this...... What? She looked at me in amazement.

"Why, don't you want the investment of 'Hengtong'?"

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

The corners of my mouth hooked slightly, "For the sake of your good performance tonight, I decide...... Invested in Hongda. ”

"Really...... What are your qualifications? I asked, wary.

"There are no conditions." I smiled faintly, "Hongda is on the rise in all aspects, and it is a company with great potential, from the perspective of investment interests...... It's a good choice. ”

"So, Hengtong really chose HTC?" A smile welled up in her eyes.

"Hmm," I replied softly, picked up the bowl of brown sugar water again, took a sip, and glanced at her, "Almost." ”

She looked at me stunned for a long time before reaching over and taking the bowl.

"You're ready, don't fall over in a while." The corners of my mouth hooked slightly.

She lowered her head and drank the brown sugar water.

But the joy between her brows was not hidden.

"If Hengtong invests in the company, it will not be a small fight, at least 30% of the company's shares. If HTC can accept this ratio, I will have someone draw up the contract tomorrow. "That's just enough for them to repay the loan.

She was reserved, saying that she would have to go back and discuss it with them.

Pretend to be calm.

Looking at her little appearance, I knew that she was already happy.