Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

The couple looked at each other, and finally Feng Yiran made a wise decision: ask Sang Haoyang and Wen Ya to check out of the hotel immediately and move to their house.

The thought just now was just Young Master Feng's own guess. As for who the other party is, it is still unclear.

But if you are not afraid of [-], you are afraid of the eventuality. It is right to be cautious.Since it was aimed at them, they might as well use their tactics and act together.

In less than an hour, the Huanxi couple arrived. This was Wen Ya's first visit to the Feng family's villa, and the last time I sent Ruirui brother and sister back was only at the door.

"Wow, sister Ziqing, the decoration of your home is so exquisite! It's generous, upscale and elegant, not tacky at all." Wen Ya praised sincerely.

She has seen many decorations of so-called rich people's homes. They are either ostentatiously wealthy, or show the aura of local tyrants everywhere, making people uncomfortable to sit on.

But the Feng family's villa is different, the seemingly simple and comfortable style, but in fact every piece of decoration is priceless, people who don't know how to do it will never see the reason.

What's even more rare is that Master Feng may have quite a few private collections, but he won't be like those nouveau riche, eager to put them all on display for people to see.

When Sang Haoyang heard what his sweetheart said, he felt very uncomfortable. He said disdainfully: "What's the matter? Our future home will be a hundred times more exquisite than here!"

Excessive!

Why does Wen Ya start to fall into a nympho every time she sees Feng Yiran? ?It seems that Feng Yiran is the only one in her eyes, and that little wild cat often mentions Feng Yiran in front of Sang Haoyang.

May I ask which man can accept it? ?Damn it!
The young master's awkward reaction was naturally noticed by Feng Yiran and his wife, they just exchanged a clear look, intending to watch the fire from the other side.

Sure enough, Wen Ya retorted angrily: "What do you know? You look at the taste of young master Feng, and then at yourself, tsk tsk tsk, I don't even bother to say it."

This guy has only one principle when buying things, and that is: expensive.

I always only choose the expensive ones, and don’t buy the right ones. I even said brazenly: “You get what you pay for. Of course, it’s expensive for a reason. Otherwise, how could there be a market for them?”

So every time she buys something, Wen Ya always feels suffocated.

Although the money belongs to someone else, but such an unplanned way of spending, anyone would think it was a waste, let alone someone like Wen Ya who is so careful and budget-conscious. ?
Seeing that the pair of enemies were about to fight each other again, Xiao Ziqing interrupted at the right time: "By the way, have you seen Sherlock these two days? That guy seems to have evaporated."

After successfully changing the subject, Sang Haoyang also wondered: "I haven't seen him, not even a phone call, and I don't know what he's busy with. He always sees the beginning and the end like this."

"Don't worry, he will show up when it's time to show up." Feng Yiran concluded his speech in an unpredictable way.

The woman sitting in his arms yawned, her little face was full of exhaustion, she had suffered from serious sleep deprivation after living such a fulfilling and "wonderful" night for two consecutive nights.

Not only did I have an operation today, but I was also frightened by a car crash. I really need a good night's sleep to recover.

Feng Yiran looked down at Xiao Ziqing, and said softly, "Sleepy? Then let's go back to the room!"

After speaking, regardless of the presence of two oversized light bulbs, he picked up his wife and walked out of the restaurant.

Anyway, I have eaten supper, and if I don't rest, I guess my wife can fall asleep while sitting.Seeing the light blue layer under her eyelids, Young Master Feng only felt distressed.

He has never advocated that women work so hard, and he hopes that Xiao Ziqing can be a full-time housewife wholeheartedly.

Do what you want every day, grow flowers, practice yoga, swim, travel, play baking, there are many things to do, it is better than going to the hospital to report every day.

Of course, Young Master Feng is not a domineering and unreasonable person. Since practicing medicine is Xiao Ziqing's interest, then respect her choice.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Xiao Ziqing is in the midst of blessings but does not know how to be blessed, but Feng Yiran knows that his wife is tired and happy.

Back in the room, Xiao Ziqing's mental state was even worse, yawning again and again, she was like a lazy kitten, nestling softly in the man's arms.

"Husband... I'm so sleepy that I can't keep my eyes open. I won't take a bath tonight, okay..." She acted softly, like an invisible hand, tickling someone's heart.

Feng Yiran directly carried her into the bathroom, and put her to sit on the sink first: "I was startled to sweat just now, you won't sleep well if you don't take a bath. Be good, sit down for a while, I'll turn on the water to bathe you. "

Xiao Ziqing half-closed her star eyes, and pouted her lips in displeasure: "Then hurry up, I'm about to fall asleep..."

She was originally a lethargic physique, and she was about to be exhausted these two days, if she didn't lie down on the bed quickly, she would fall to the ground.

Soon, the hot water was almost filling the bathtub, Feng Yiran tested the temperature of the water with his hands, and after making sure that it wasn't too hot, he started to help his wife undress.

At this time, Xiao Ziqing had already entered a semi-sleep state, and she was sitting like a puppet, at the mercy of men.

Even movements like raising arms and legs were done by Feng Yiran, and the little woman was only responsible for dozing off directly by leaning on his body.

Seeing her like this, First Young Master Feng shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly, but his movements were much gentler.

The body was surrounded by warm hot water, Xiao Ziqing sighed comfortably, she moved a little, changed to a comfortable position and continued to close her eyes tightly.

Feng Yiran quickly reached out to support her head with his hands, preventing her from slipping down and being choked by the water.

He brought a towel and placed it behind Xiao Ziqing's head, making sure that she would not be crushed by the ceramic bathtub, and then Young Master Feng began to gently help her take a bath.

He still didn't forget to carefully avoid Xiao Ziqing's injured left foot, if he hurt her again, it would be terrible.

After taking a shower, Feng Yiran dried Xiao Ziqing's body again, and helped her put on her nightgown. During the whole process, Xiao Ziqing was already in a deep sleep state, no matter how loud the movement was, she couldn't wake her up.

Gently put his wife on the bed, Feng Yiran dried her hair with a hair dryer, and asked Wu Ma to send an ice pack to apply ice packs to Xiao Ziqing's injured ankle.

All in all, it's not an ordinary toss!
It was finally three o'clock in the morning, and the corner of Feng's lips curled up when he looked at the woman lying in a big font on the bed.

This little woman must have been sent by God to kill him.

The injury just gave Mrs. Feng a justifiable reason to be lazy. When she woke up, or slept until she woke up naturally, she would be revived with full blood.

"Husband!" Xiao Ziqing yelled when she opened her eyes and didn't see anyone.

There was no note by the bedside, and I didn't see the message from Feng Yiran. He probably didn't go to work, and the bedroom door was ajar, with a gap left.

All signs indicated that Young Master Feng was still at home and was paying attention to her movements at all times.

In less than 2 minutes, with the sound of hurried footsteps, Feng Yiran's tall figure appeared: "Are you awake? I asked Mama Wu to stew soup with eyebrows, beans, peanuts and chicken feet. I also made steamed pork ribs. I want to serve it up to you." Do you eat?"

Xiao Ziqing sat up and rubbed her eyes: "Well, I'll bring it up later, I want to go to the toilet..."

The man walked over in three steps at a time, hugged her vigorously with both arms, put her on the sink like last night, squeezed the toothpaste carefully before passing the toothbrush over.

As soon as Mrs. Feng finished brushing her teeth, a wrung warm towel was put in front of her eyes. Looking at the man's gentle smiling face, she suddenly felt playful.

Intentionally ignoring the man's movements, she directly raised her face and approached her, asking the man to wipe her face.

Feng Yiran was bewildered by her gentle appearance, he lowered his head and kissed her, feeling the cool mint taste in her mouth, greedily plundering her taste.

It wasn't until the woman protested silently that Young Master Feng let go, and honestly helped her wash her face.

Going to the bathroom is very embarrassing, even between husband and wife, Xiao Ziqing still feels very embarrassed, but she can't do the usual simple actions by herself...

In comparison, Young Master Feng's performance was much more generous than hers.

Pulling down his wife's trousers, and then put her firmly on the toilet, knowing that she was shy, Feng Yiran only said: "You go to the toilet first, and I'll get you a change of clothes, call me when you're done." Come in."

He doesn't mind being with his wife, but he's afraid that if he stays here, his wife won't be able to get out...

Fearing that Xiao Ziqing would be bored, after serving her breakfast, Feng Yiran moved the tablet and mobile phone to the bedside so that Xiao Ziqing could pass the time.

Wen Ya didn't know if she was entrusted by someone, but Wen Ya even came to chat with Xiao Ziqing.

"Sister Ziqing, today's soup is delicious!" Wen Ya is still reminiscing about that bowl of fragrant peanut eyebrow bean chicken feet soup, it is really a good thing!
It can not only beautify the skin, but also make Xiao Ziqing replenish his body, tsk tsk, Young Master Feng's hard work is really touching.

After Xiao Ziqing paused the game, she threw the tablet aside: "Drink more if it tastes good! If you want to eat, let Wu Ma arrange it. Just treat this place as your own home. You're welcome."

Poured a small cup of hot milk tea from the thermos pot beside the bed, and Xiao Ziqing sipped it while holding warm hands.

Smelling the strong fragrance, Wen Ya poked her head curiously, and licked her lips: "Wow, this fragrance is so good! What brand of milk tea is it? I'll buy it later!"

Looking at the milk tea in his hand, Xiao Ziqing smiled and said, "This is my husband's own milk tea. You can't buy it outside! But if you like it, I'll ask him to make more next time. There are not many left, if you don't mind, you can try it first."

Young Master Feng was afraid that she would be thirsty, and he didn't want her to drink cold water, so he first made hot milk tea and put it by her hand.

After everything was arranged properly, the man went to the study to deal with business, and he didn't plan to go to the company today.