Huo Chengyin hugged the hot Ye Yunhe out of the bathtub.

Dressed her with his own hands, and asked Chang Xu to call a family doctor.

The family doctor carefully examined Ye Yunhe's body and made sure that there was nothing serious, so he got up and reported to Huo Chengyin: "Mr. Huo, Miss Ye just has a fever caused by a cold, and she can recover after a few days of infusion and a few days of rest." ”

Huo Chengyin nodded slightly.

looked at Ye Yunhe who was lying on the bed.

Obviously, the girl who was still alive just now was lying motionless on the bed in the blink of an eye.

When passing by Ye Yunhe's room, he didn't hear any movement.

If he hadn't come in and checked, Ye Yunhe would have been drowned by now.

The family doctor was about to leave with the medicine box, and just saw the erotic pajamas thrown on the sofa, the shock in his eyes flashed, he quickly glanced at Huo Chengyin, and withdrew his gaze.

sighed in my heart, sure enough, rich people play with flowers.

A brain of yellow waste flashed through his mind.

Huo Chengyin sat on the sofa with cold eyes, no expression on his face, and the air pressure around him was very low.

After half a ring, he slowly opened his mouth and instructed Chang Xu: "Let Mother Zhang cook a bowl of ginger soup and send it over." ”

"Yes." Chang Xu received the order and quickly walked out of the room and downstairs.

After about an hour, Ye Yunhe slowly opened her eyes, only to feel that a big mountain was pressing on her head, making her heavy.

The body is like being burned by fire.

With all her strength, she sat up from the bed, and her eyes met Huo Chengyin who was sitting on the sofa.

Seeing Huo Chengyin, Ye Yunhe's face like a ripe red apple squeezed out a sweet smile: "Husband, are you here to sleep with me?" ”

Huo Chengyin ignored her words and picked up the ginger soup that was set aside.

Pacing in front of her, he said in a commanding tone, "Drink the ginger soup." ”

"You feed me."

"Okay."

Huo Chengyin's cold white fingers held the spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup and fed it to her mouth.

Ye Yunhe stared directly at this spoonful of soup, a warm current flowed out of his heart, and he drank it in a big gulp.

Because she was a little anxious to drink, two tears burned out of the corners of her eyes, and she took a small sip of cold air: "This soup is so hot." ”

Huo Chengyin saw that her tears were burned, and she felt a little blamed herself in her heart, she should have just waited for the ginger soup to be slightly cooler before giving her a drink.

When feeding the second spoonful, Huo Chengyin deliberately blew it a little colder before feeding it to her.

This bowl of ginger soup was fed raw for more than ten minutes before it was finished.

handed the empty bowl to Chang Xu, stood up and left a sentence: "You have a good rest." "I'm going to get out of here.

Seeing this, Ye Yunhe grabbed Huo Chengyin's coat with both hands, didn't let him leave, and stared at him with sickly and pitiful eyes: "Husband, will you sleep with me tonight?" Without you by my side, I may be sleepless all night, maybe my condition will worsen tomorrow, you can't bear to look at me, how uncomfortable? ”

Huo Chengyin looked at these pair of watery eyes, and was a little reluctant to refuse.

In the end, I had to nod slightly and agree to her request.

Chang Xu, who was standing on the side, really didn't see it.

His master is also the only existence in this capital, and no one dares to provoke him.

Unexpectedly, Huo Chengyin, who has always made people sit on pins and needles, was pinched to death by a woman tonight.

This is a broken.

Chang Xu coughed lightly twice, and said respectfully: "Then I won't disturb the boss and Miss Ye to rest." ”

As soon as he took two steps on his legs, he was stopped by Ye Yunhe.

"Please call me Mrs. in the future, otherwise I will ask my husband to deduct your salary!"

As a migrant worker, Chang Xu immediately corrected the name and repeated what he just said: "Then I won't rest with my wife." ”

Before exiting the room, he turned off the light for them.

Early the next morning.

Ye Yunhe got up early and was busy in the kitchen.

In the past few days, she has learned a lot of ways to make porridge on the Internet, and plans to make delicious porridge for Huo Chengyin by herself.

If you want to get a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach.

Ye Yunhe felt that this sentence was very reasonable, Huo Chengyin had a very serious stomach problem in his previous life, because he didn't eat on time, he was hungry and full, I remember that for a while, Huo Chengyin had entertainment for several days in a row, drinking until his stomach bleeds, and over time his stomach was broken.

In this life, she Ye Yunhe will never allow such a thing to happen.

Huo Chengyin woke up and found that Ye Yunhe was gone, and his face was hard to see.

I once suspected in my heart that Ye Yunhe had changed so much in the past two days, just to stabilize him and go to teach Yuan Sichen privately.

Yesterday, she treated Yuan Sichen like that, probably in order to stabilize him and plot some things.

Thinking about this, Huo Chengyin's face is getting colder and colder.

When he walked downstairs with a gloomy face, he found Ye Yunhe busy in the kitchen with an apron.

Ye Yunhe saw Huo Chengyin coming down, brought the cooked porridge to the table, and shouted delicately: "Husband, you are awake, come here, I will make porridge for you with my own hands." ”

At the moment when he saw the porridge, the originally gloomy mood was reversed a lot.

There is also a little more smile at the bottom of his eyes.

This scene was what he had been looking forward to the most.

Huo Chengyin said indifferently: "No need." ”

When Ye Yunhe heard this, she couldn't help frowning, displeasure flashed on her face, she seemed to know how Huo Chengyin's stomach was broken in her previous life.

It's because he doesn't eat well.

Don't take care of your stomach.

Ye Yunhe untied the apron on his body, pulled Huo Chengyin to the dining table, pressed him to the chair, and put a bowl of hot porridge in front of him: "This is the soup I made for you with my own hands, I have been busy all morning, you must drink me, you can't spoil my mind." ”

Huo Chengyin looked at the porridge in front of him, which was in good condition, picked up the spoon and was just about to scoop it, when a pungent mushy smell entered his nostrils, making him lose his appetite at all.

Ye Yunhe's eyes showed a look of longing for praise, and Huo Chengyin couldn't bear to let her down.

It's still a little tasting.

The salty taste popped up at the corners of his mouth, making his whole mouth full of saltiness, but his face still did not change, and he praised: "Not bad." ”

The corners of Ye Yunhe's mouth suddenly pulled out a big smile, and he secretly replied in his heart, it seems that her cooking skills are still good?

Even Huo Chengyin, who has always been picky, praised it for being delicious.

It seems that she will have to cook more in the future to save his stomach.

Ye Yunhe sat beside him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very dense: "Then husband, you will leave to me three meals a day in the future, and I will definitely take good care of your stomach." She thought of something and continued: "By the way, husband, I may have to come home a little late today." ”

Huo Chengyin's eyes exuded a penetrating coldness.

I don't understand what she means.