Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Didn't you say you were taking medicine?
Yan Qiutong raised his eyebrows, why in his opinion, the medicine in this medicine bowl is not half consumed?
He has been sitting next to the little woman for a long time, but he is still ignored. Lian Cheng, who ignores him, just takes a deep breath again and again, and then makes an expression of resignation to death again and again, but never picks up the bowl of.

——This is, afraid of taking medicine?
Yan Qiutong raised her eyebrows, this woman is not even afraid of provoking him, but she is afraid of taking medicine?
After watching the little girl's struggles for a while, Yan Qiutong found it really interesting.

It so happened that Aunt Li came over at this time, and she was a little surprised when she saw the young man sitting next to Lian Cheng. She thought the young man should have left.

However, it was Lian Cheng who asked Aunt Li, sighed, and said softly, "Young madam, haven't you taken the medicine yet? The medicine is cold, I'll warm it up again, okay?"

With this tone of voice, there was no surprise at all when seeing the motionless medicine, on the contrary, he was a little accustomed to it.

Yan Qiutong raised his eyebrows, this is, are you used to it?
"Forget it, Aunt Li," Lian Cheng, who was looking at the medicine bowl, was a little weak, shook his head, and said resignedly, "The medicine will cool down after you warm it up, I'll just drink it after waiting."

"..." Aunt Li sighed, "Drink it earlier, it's good for your health."

Yan Qiutong was thoughtful: "Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease, but it doesn't mean that cold medicine will be effective."

"...you... When did you come back?" Lian Cheng seemed to realize that there was someone beside him, and Lian Cheng pressed the exclamation in time, took a deep breath, suppressed the scream, and frowned.

She wasn't blaming the man for not speaking, she was secretly blaming herself for being too vigilant.

"I forgot to bring the document, so I wanted to come back to get it. Now that I think about it, it was really a hint that there was a good show at home." Yan Qiutong narrowed his eyes, met the little woman's gaze, and leisurely Open the mouth: "Do you take medicine like this every day?"

"...emmmm, no..." Facing the man's direct gaze, Lian Cheng felt that he couldn't stand it, so he opened his eyes and spoke vaguely.

"No?" Yan Qiutong sneered, "You think I will believe it?"

will not!

Lian Cheng himself didn't believe it, sighed, looked at the medicine with a bit of self-deprecation: "Yes, that's how I am, I don't like to take it!"

More than just don't like to eat?
Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes, he clearly saw the fear on the woman's face.

However, fear, isn't it a bit too much?

Yan Qiutong sighed, just pretending that Lian Cheng was the kind of girl who couldn't bear bitterness, and said with a bit of gentleness: "I have to take medicine, the old doctor at home said that your body needs to be recuperated."

"...I know," Lian Cheng looked at the medicine, then turned to look at the young man beside him, begging for mercy, "Young Master Yan, I know my own body well, don't..."

Yan Qiutong frowned, didn't say anything, just picked up the medicine and walked towards the kitchen.

Lian Cheng followed behind, silently watching the man who was also silent but with a bit of gentleness at the corner of his mouth skillfully warming the medicine for her.

From then on, Yan Qiutong would watch Lian Cheng take the medicine before going to work, and every time he came back at night after eating, he would watch the little woman take the medicine before going to the study to work. Lian Cheng, after hearing that she has taken the medicine, and then confirm it with Aunt Li, she will be relieved.

No matter whether the relationship between the two is stable or not, Yan Qiutong is rare and gentle when Lian Cheng is taking medicine.

When he came back to his senses, the people around him were all walking back, young people's playfulness, occasionally mixed with shy or frightened screams, Yan Qiutong looked down at Lian Cheng in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth Even more gentle, the little girl may have been wanting to crawl into his arms because she was a little cold.

Simply, Yan Qiutong supported Lian Cheng, stood up straight, and said, "Lian Cheng, wake up, Lian Cheng?"

"...Huh?" Lian Cheng opened his eyes in a daze, and asked vaguely, "Are we going home?"

The little girl's sleepy voice contained a bit of coquettishness, soft and waxy, like a small feather, falling on his heart, Yan Qiutong smiled lightly, sure enough, the half-asleep Lian Cheng really More pampered than when sober.

Let's go home.

Four words, two words, but filled the man's heart, sighed, Yan Qiutong tapped the little woman's forehead: "You, you know how to speak, every time something happens, It turned into a little hedgehog."

"Huh?" Lian Cheng, who had already lost the ability to think, puffed up his face and tilted his head.

Yan Qiutong nodded, squatted down, zipped up his windbreaker on the little woman, put on the hat on her own clothes for Lian Cheng, wrapped the girl up, and said, "Yes, we are going home."

"Hmm..." Subconsciously, Lian Cheng felt that the breath of the man beside him was familiar and credible, "Yan Qiutong?"

"Yeah." Yan Qiutong knew that this was the little woman confirming.

Lian Cheng nodded, twitched his somewhat dry nose, and said again vaguely: "Yan Qiutong, I want to sleep in a big bed..."

"..." Yan Qiutong was dumb, then laughed, sighed, leaned over and hugged Lian Cheng, who was talking in a daze.

If Lian Cheng is sober, how could he be willing?
But now, the little woman is unconscious, with a familiar intuitive breath, surrounded by a safe breath, subconsciously leaning into the man's arms, struggling with drowsiness, persistently looking for the answer again: "I want to sleep softly. ...the big soft bed..."

"Okay, let's go back to sleep on the soft big bed..." Yan Qiutong sighed, his eyes were full of affection that neither of them had noticed, agreed and comforted, "Go to sleep."

What is capitalism?

This is!
Soft big bed?

Lian Cheng, who had been in the orphanage, had been in the darkness of Lian Guoqiang for so many years, where did he miss the big soft bed?
As long as it is a flat ground, she can sleep peacefully. Now, no matter where she is, a big bed is definitely a must.

Yan Qiutong's speed was not slow, but it was considered steady. When he was approaching the apartment, the phone that was placed aside suddenly rang.

Almost instantly, Yan Qiutong pressed the phone, but Lian Cheng, who was in a light sleep, still woke up, half-opened his eyes, bit his lip, and looked aside: "Yan Qiutong?"

"En." Yan Qiutong responded.

Lian Cheng nodded, feeling inexplicably relieved, and then, remembering that a cell phone rang just now, wondering: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"It doesn't matter." Yan Qiutong looked at Lian Cheng calmly, and asked in a gentle voice, "Is there anything uncomfortable? You just slept outside, the wind is not small, why don't you know how to cherish it?" For a while? If you are sleepy, let me know and we will go back."