Li Xiner looked at Yan Lang dumbfounded. I didn’t expect him to say that. He looked devastated.
I came to see a gentle little girl named Yan Lang "brother" Lin Xiaoxiao, but she wanted to laugh after listening to Yan Lang’s words.
"Let’s go"
Just then, Yan Lang said to Lin Xiaoxiao that she walked out without stopping. When Lin Xiaoxiao turned around, she could still see a white Li Xin son quietly watching them like ghosts at the gate.
It’s pretty scary. Lin Xiaoxiao can’t feel jealous of her at all
Yan Lang and his wife went home directly. Lin Xiaoxiao took off makeup and took a shower. She came out in a bathrobe. She wanted to cook some porridge for midnight snack, but Yan Lang was already in the kitchen. He looked a little less indifferent and looked at his back. Lin Xiaoxiao felt very comfortable.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Xiaoxiao walked over and hugged his cheek from behind. He was clever and quiet against his back.
"Vegetable lean porridge is easy to digest and can be eaten."
This man really went to study cooking. Lin Xiaoxiao remembered that he once said a joke, "Don’t you think a man who can cook is very attractive?" Yan Lang would be so serious that he said that he was not moved.
Yan Lang took the green vegetables and blanched them in water. He patted Lin Xiaoxiao on the arm. "Go and dry your hair first and then you can eat it."
Lin Xiaoxiao should come. After she left, Yan Lang took the vegetables out of the hot water for fear that she would burn.
After cold water, the vegetables were chopped and marinated for a while, and then the porridge was almost the same. He put the materials in the pot in order while stirring. When Lin Xiaoxiao entered the kitchen again, she smelled an attractive aroma, and she felt even hungrier as soon as she entered.
"Come and have porridge"
Lin Xiaoxiao smell speech hurriedly sat Yan Lang quickly put two bowls of porridge in front of Lin Xiaoxiao and gave her a spoon. Then she sat Lin Xiaoxiao and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and sighed contentedly. Besides, Yan Lang said that she was an idiot in cooking. Now this man is more perfect. She feels really happy.
"It’s delicious, Yan Lang, so you will spoil me. I’m really happy with you."
Lin Xiaoxiao squinted contentedly. She did not stint herself in praising Yan Langwen’s eyebrows and deliberately asked, "Is it because of food?"
"Of course not"
Lin Xiaoxiao denied her eyes but didn’t dare to look at Yan Lang. Instead, she whispered her thoughts, "It seems that we are getting along with Yan Lang more and more. I really feel very happy." If you love him and feel happy, you should let him know that sharing happiness will make one plus one equals two, and that it will be happier and that two people will be comfortable without secrets, and their feelings will get better and better.
"What about you?" Lin Xiaoxiao stirred the spoon uneasily but didn’t dare to see him, but took a sip of his lip and said, "Will you feel happy?"
Yan Lang smiled and held her hand in judo. "I am also very happy, but do you really want to look at me? Although your head is beautiful," Lin Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but look up at him with a smile and some teasing.
Yan Lang is looking at his deep eyes and dyeing them gently. After making eye contact with himself, the smile in his eyes is stronger. "Like a child," Yan Lang picked up a napkin and gently wiped her mouth. The spoiled eyes suddenly made Lin Xiaoxiao’s face redder.
"Where there is a child like me, I am a great beauty?" Lin Xiaoxiao’s light path was looked flustered but sweet.
In this kind of eyes, Lin Xiaoxiao’s happiness is a little dizzy. "You should stop looking at me and eat quickly." She never knew that being looked at by a person could make her do this.
"Good my beauty"
Yan Lang promised to be fascinated and converge a little. After being together for so long, he has already seen each other honestly, but he found that Lin Xiaoxiao would become more and more shy, which also made his heart more and more hot:
Chapter 154 Sudden cold
"How to arrange the weekend" Yan Lang naturally changed the subject and found his wife’s attitude suddenly natural.
"I don’t have any plans for the time being. What about you? You seem to be very busy recently. You won’t have to work overtime on weekends, will you?" Lin Xiaoxiao sipped porridge delicately and said that she planned to "arrange a day to go back to my old house if possible. It seems that my mother didn’t sleep very well. Today, I took some essential oils from my colleagues to help me sleep. I have consulted the doctor to ensure that the quality is up to standard, but not excessive."
"Well, you have a heart." Yan Lang put the bowl in the sink first and then walked beside Lin Xiaoxiao. "Thank you." He touched Lin Xiaoxiao’s soft hair.
"What are you talking about? This is all supposed to be my mother." Lin Xiaoxiao was a little careless. She quickly finished her porridge and got up and sneezed when she was about to speak.
Yan Lang frowned. Lin Xiaoxiao laughed when he saw that he was worried. "It’s okay. Maybe someone missed me." The words were interrupted by sneezing. At that time, both of them were silent. Lin Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and didn’t dare to see Yan Lang.
"Caught a cold"
Yan Lang’s expression is ugly, but the strength of touching her forehead is very gentle.
As if afraid of hurting her, Lin Xiaoxiao felt guilty because she still wanted to sneeze, but she didn’t look very well. Yan Lang couldn’t type it out again, and suddenly she felt very uncomfortable. She smiled ingratiatingly, "I’m fine, not sick."
Yan Lang picked his eyebrows and obviously didn’t believe his innocence. Lin Xiaoxiao put his hand to smile, but he sneezed again before speaking.
This Yan Lang’s face was completely black, and she easily carried Lin Xiaoxiao to the bed to help her cover the quilt.
"I’ll get the medicine."
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at his tall figure and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He was usually so gentle, but when he was black-faced, Lin Xiaoxiao felt particularly afraid of him.
Soon Yan Lang brought the medicine, which was a traditional Chinese medicine granule. Lin Xiaoxiao looked at the red half-cup potion and she wanted to hide.
Lin Xiaoxiao doesn’t like taking medicine. It’s hard to swallow pills. It’s hard to drink granules, and I can’t drink them. "I’m really not sick, but I’m fine now."
Yan Langmei suddenly wrinkled into a Sichuan font. He didn’t talk. He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao at the bedside with the granule. Just when Lin Xiaoxiao would keep looking, Yan Lang released the granule. "I was too nervous."
"uh-huh"
Lin Xiaoxiao saw that he changed his mind and nodded. "I’m really fine. It may have just blown into the wind." She explained quickly, but suddenly her nose was sour. When she reacted, she sneezed again. Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to cover her mouth. No, she wanted to cry and lowered her head and didn’t dare to look at Yan Lang’s expression.
Why did you sneeze suddenly? She has always been in good health, and she hasn’t felt uncomfortable recently.
Looking at hanging her head and feeling depressed all over, Lin Xiaoxiao’s black face, Yan Lang, is somewhat unbearable, but she may be sick. This matter should not be sloppy. "Take your temperature."
Yan Lang got Lin Xiaoxiao’s approval, but she still refused to believe that she was ill.
But looking at the 33 numbers, Lin Xiaoxiao can’t even refute it.
"Low-grade fever, drink granules first, and then we’ll see the situation later." Yan Lang put the thermometer in the drawer of the bedside table and added some hot water to some cold granules and handed it to Lin Xiaoxiao. Lin Xiaoxiao looked at it with a bitter face and changed from half a cup to half a cup of granules. She might as well drink it earlier if she knew she was sure to eat it.
Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t take the matter of low-grade fever to heart, even if she didn’t drink granules, she would get better soon because she seldom caught a cold.
But when she was ready to sleep, Yan Lang touched her forehead every once in a while. Once Lin Xiaoxiao was about to fall asleep several times, she was awakened by Yan Lang.
Lin Xiaoxiao tried to sit up with a strong sleep, but as soon as Yan Langyin moved, it sounded "uncomfortable". He hit the lamp and Lin Xiaoxiao found that there was no sleep in his eyes.
Lin Xiaoxiao looked doubtfully at Yan Lang holding his hand "Why don’t you sleep?"
"Not sleepy," Yan Lang said, touching Lin Xiaoxiao’s forehead again and holding the person in her arms. "I won’t bother you. Go to sleep quickly." He patted Lin Xiaoxiao’s back softly.
Lin Xiaoxiao was confused and wanted to ask again, but she couldn’t resist sleepiness. She mumbled, "Let Yan Lang go to bed early, and she will sleep first."
I don’t know how long I slept. Lin Xiaoxiao felt that someone was shaking her eyes, but her vision was blurred. "Yan Lang" Lin Xiaoxiao called for a groping but didn’t touch her familiar hand, which made her a little worried.
"Yan Lang" Lin Xiaoxiao called again. I felt a cool kiss on my forehead. The familiar sound sounded a little hazy as if it came from the horizon.
"Don’t be afraid when I’m here."
For a second, Lin Xiaoxiao’s hand seems to be held, but there is no clear touch, like something across a layer. This feeling is more like dreaming, which is very unreal.