(one hundred and two) grew where it should have been

"I know you're busy, our Min'er has been with me, you're busy." Grandpa Song waved his hand, not caring at all, but understanding his son and daughter-in-law very well.

"Ouch......" Song Min leaned to the sofa and sighed weakly, she didn't have any strength in her hands and feet now, and she didn't want to get up when she was paralyzed.

Mother Song looked at Song Min's unspeakable movements, and felt very eye-catching, and her eyes widened: "Song Min, sit down, sit down." ”

"It's all our own family, Min'er can sit as much as she wants, and she cares about what she does." Grandpa Song didn't care at all.

"Dad, you can't get used to her, how old are the children, and you still think you're two or three years old......"

"Oops...... It's not that I don't want to get up, I can't get up......" Song Min was lying on the sofa and spoke weakly, his eyes were black for a while, and he could fall asleep at any time.

Mother Song found out that something was wrong with Song Min, her face was very red, as if she had applied blush, Mother Song sat next to Song Min and reached out to touch Song Min's forehead.

It's piping hot.

"Why is it so hot?" Mother Song frowned, helped Song Min up, put her forehead on Song Min's forehead, and tried again, but it was still very hot, "Why do you have a fever again?" ”

Mother Song sighed, this house is so warm with the air conditioner on, I really don't know what is going on with Song Min's body.

"What's the fever?" Grandpa Song muttered, his face full of worry, and called out to the nanny who was doing things on the side, "Xiao Liu, you call Dr. Zhao and ask him to come over." ”

After Song Min took the medicine, he fell asleep immediately in a groggy state, sleeping in the dark, and when he woke up again, it was already dark, the room was not lit, and it was pitch black.

"Hmm......" Song Min snorted, his throat was so dry that he needed to drink water urgently.

"Awake?" Wen Yan turned on the lamp at the head of Song Min's bed.

The light was still very dazzling, Song Min subconsciously sat up and rubbed his eyes, and with his other hand touched the glasses placed at the head of the bed and put them on, "Huh? Why are you in my room? ”

After sleeping for too long, Song Min's brain hadn't turned yet, and he obviously didn't have any thinking ability.

"Song Hao said that you have a fever, I don't worry." Wen Yan sighed and handed a glass of water to Song Min, "Do you dare not blow your hair first after taking a shower in the future?" ”

Song Min drank a glass of water with a "coo-dong" "goo-dong", holding the cup and smiling with a weak face, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"Well, there's not a day that doesn't worry me." Wen Yan measured the temperature on Song Min's forehead with the back of his hand, as if it was not burning, he picked up the thermometer on the side and shook it twice to Song Min, "Measure it." ”

"Oh." Song Min took the thermometer while handing the cup to Wen Yan and obediently clamped it.

Wen Yan sat next to Song Min, hugged her, and sighed, "If you live with me, won't there be such a thing?" ”

"Don't, you'll be nagged to death."

"Alas......" Wen Yan sighed heavily, very resentful, "Even if you have a girlfriend, you have to live like a single dog every day, can you bear it?" ”

Song Min couldn't help laughing, "Of course bear with it." ”

"Little Ancestor." Wen Yan reached out and touched Song Min's face, smiling dotingly, "Take out the thermometer." ”

"Oh." Song Min gave the thermometer to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan looked at it under the light, thirty-six degrees and eight, no longer burning, Wen Yan was completely relieved, and hugged Song Min tightly, "What should I do if my health is so bad?" ”

Having known Song Min for so long, she seems to have been sick.

"I'm still in good health, I'm still healthy!" Song Min was not convinced, defended himself, his hand had already touched Wen Yan's waist, as long as he dared to say a word, Song Min immediately pinched it.

"You're healthy, you're healthy." Wen Yan couldn't smile bitterly, so he could only coax Song Min, "I don't know who is always sick." ”

"Are you okay?" Song Min threw himself into Wen Yan's arms, his hands tightly wrapped around his waist, "I always feel that I have too little time with you, what should I do?" ”

"Why don't you move in with me?" Wen Yan mentioned for the Nth time that Song Min should live with him.

Song Min sighed, "I want to, but my grandfather, my parents, my eldest brother and second brother, you can handle it?" ”

"Well, forget it." Wen Yan looked up to the sky and sighed, it is really difficult to chase his wife, and it is really a headache to get his wife to get rid of those elders......

The two of them hugged each other so quietly.

Long.

Wen Yan spoke: "Are you hungry?" Shall I get you something to eat? ”

Song Min replied in a daze, "I'm not hungry, I'm sleepy again......"

"How long have you been sleeping and still sleepy?" Wen Yan stretched out his hand to probe Song Min's forehead, he was relieved that he didn't have a fever, looking at Song Min's little face, Wen Yan couldn't help laughing, it was really like some kind of animal that eats, sleeps, and eats, lowers his head and blew into Song Min's ear, "I want to ...... a little now"

Wen Yan's voice was extremely low, as if he was suppressing something.

As soon as his ears were hot, Song Min trembled, and opened his eyes suddenly, facing Wen Yan's clear eyes, with a hidden smile.

"Uh...... I ......"

Before Song Min could speak, Wen Yan had already lowered his head to cover Song Min's lips and grinded slowly.

It's December.

In winter, the temperature in F City is already very low, and it is cold and windy outside, Song Min simply stays at home and writes papers, after all, there is heating at home, and Song Qinghe does not arrange any work for her in the company, she can't learn anything, and she still watches Liang Yi and Song Qinghe show affection every day, which is very annoying, it is better to eat ice cream at home with the heating.

Staying at home for so many days, Song Min's thesis has been roughly finished, and she has communicated with her tutor several times, and she keeps revising, Song Min suddenly feels that she is not suitable for learning at all, so she will be annoyed to change it back and forth, but there is no other way, but she can only change it little by little, I really don't know how those bigwigs who have published countless papers in magazines a year can be so patient, writing novels is much easier than writing papers.

After typing two words, Song Min threw the computer aside very irritably, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Wen Yan: Wen Yan, I need comfort.

After sending it, Song Min threw away his mobile phone, and he was really irritable.

"Ahh!!!!h Song Min lay on the bed and yelled a few times, pounded the bed a few times, and felt a little more comfortable, she was holding her breath in her heart now, she didn't know why she was holding her breath, anyway, she couldn't vent it, and it was very uncomfortable.

After lying on his stomach for a while, Song Min got up to go to the toilet, and saw that the eldest aunt had come......

No wonder she's so grumpy these days......

Originally......

Song Min instantly felt very tired, cleaned up and went back to the room, and saw Wen Yan's reply on his phone: Relatives are here?

Song Min's heart warmed, Wen Yan even remembered clearly when her eldest aunt came, and she was not so irritable, so she leaned on the bed and chatted with Wen Yan: Hmm.

Plus a sad expression.

Wen Yan: It hurts?

Seeing Wen Yan asking, Song Min felt it carefully, and didn't feel anything, since Wen Yan knew that she would hurt when she came to her aunt, every time Wen Yan reminded her to drink brown sugar water, she didn't feel anything when she came to her aunt Song Min these times.

Song Min: It doesn't hurt.

Seeing that it showed "the other party is typing", Song Min sent another message to the past: I am very irritable, very annoying.

Wen Yan: Then don't I go back and dangle in front of you? So as not to be an eyesore.

Song Min: ......

Wen Yan: Open the door, I'm at the door.

Song Min didn't care about wearing shoes, and ran to the door to open the door barefoot.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Seeing Song Min barefoot, Wen Yan's eyebrows twisted, as if he was about to have a seizure.

Song Min threw herself into Wen Yan's arms and hugged his neck, "Isn't this missing you too much!" ”

"Alas, it's really a little ancestor, there's no way to take you." Wen Yan closed the door, took slippers for Song Min from the shoe cabinet and put them on the ground, and then pulled Song Min's hand around his neck, "Put the shoes on, the ground is cold." ”

"I don't want to wear it." Song Min hugged Wen Yan's arm and pouted, Wen Yan looked at her helplessly, sighed lightly, his eyes were full of spoiling, changed his slippers, put the things he was carrying on the shoe cabinet, and hugged Song Min horizontally.

"Hey, hey......" Song Min didn't expect Wen Yan to pick her up directly, but he was startled, and waved his hand in the air a few times before he reacted and hurriedly hugged Wen Yan's neck.

Think about it, this is the first time Wen Yan has hugged her like this, the princess.

"Can't you just listen to something?" Wen Yan put Song Min on the sofa in the living room, "Sit honestly, I'll make you a cup of brown sugar water." ”

"Hmm." Song Min nodded and looked at Wen Yan with watery eyes.

Wen Yan's heart softened, he stopped his steps, sat next to Song Min, and cleared his throat, "Well, since it doesn't hurt, let's wait a while and then rush." ”

Song Min: "......"

Song Min saw that Wen Yan's eyes were clearly extinguished a few times, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart, and subconsciously moved to the side.

Wen Yan stretched out his long arms, took Song Min into his arms and hugged him tightly, and said loudly: "Where are you going?" ”

There was a smile in his voice.

"Isn't the heating burning too good, too hot...... Song Min laughed twice, although her parents were not at home, but what was with Wen Yan in her own home, it always made her feel cold on her back......

"Be honest." Wen Yan tightened his arm around Song Min, "Accompany me to Beijing to attend the wedding in two days." ”

"So fast?" Song Min's eyes widened, and he looked at Wen Yan in disbelief, with a hint of despair.

"What's wrong?"

"I just gained a lot of weight...... Song Min wanted to cry without tears, there was a feeling of being pitted by Wen Yan, leading her out to meet people when she was fat, Wen Yan was not afraid of losing his face......

"Fat?" Wen Yan looked down at Song Min, and finally had some meat on his face, Wen Yan touched Song Min's face, and then moved his hand to Song Min's waist and touched it, "This doesn't grow much flesh." ”

There was a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Song Min almost wanted to vomit blood when she heard it, she and Wen Yan might really not be able to communicate, this man actually thought she was so fat so much! Do you have to eat a fat man of 200 pounds!!

After speaking, Wen Yan's gaze moved to Song Min's chest, revealing an expression of sudden realization, and said with a smile: "It is worthy of praise for growing in the place where it should be." ”