One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

After eating the sweet and greasy cake, my stomach is more than half full, especially the small pudding. Looking at the remaining cake, I feel powerless to put it in my stomach again.

"The porridge is warm in the pot. You are catching a cold. It's better to eat less sweet and greasy things." Jian Changqing instructed Ning Yixiu.

Ning Yixiu responded with a smile, he didn't even touch the cake, firstly he really didn't have an appetite, secondly, Jian Changqing and Little Pudding liked this butter cake very much, watching them eat so happily was far worse than It's much sweeter when he eats it himself.

"You guys take this cake back. I just have porridge. Don't you like it? Do some research, and I can make it myself next time, and I can save a lot of money on cakes in the future." Ning Yixiu was in a good mood, and he could A couple of jokes.

Seeing that his spirit had improved a lot, Jian Changqing felt relieved and went back.

"Okay, I'll make it for you when you're better." Jian Changqing is very confident in her craftsmanship. She has not been idle all these years in a foreign country, and she has also learned some West Point.

"Because of the cake you made with your own hands, I have to get better soon." Ning Yixiu was eager to try.

Jian Changqing felt that something was wrong, but she and Ning Yixiu were too familiar, and she only regarded the relationship between the two as good. After getting acquainted, she became informal, and she was sick again, so she spoke more casually.

Soon, Jian Changqing put that strangeness behind her, and she didn't have that consciousness in her mind, besides friends, she and Ning Yixiu had a closer relationship.

Ning Yixiu is not in a hurry, this is the first time he has crossed that line, it is a test, but also a kind of determination, he has waited long enough, he can't wait any longer, he doesn't know what changes will happen if he waits any longer.

"I still have a shooting task tomorrow morning, so I'll go back today." Jian Changqing was still telling, "If you're hungry, drink porridge, and I'll bring you some side dishes tomorrow, so you can go to bed early."

Ning Yixiu complied straight away, how could he dare not follow.

But Little Pudding was reluctant, "Uncle Ning, you need to get better soon."

"With you guys here to accompany me, of course I have to get well soon." Ning Yixiu replied with a smile.

"Come on!" Little Pudding clenched his fists to cheer for Ning Yixiu.

Ning Yixiu was happy to cooperate with her.

As the two came and went, Jian Changqing listened to him, the strange feeling came back again, and she couldn't help but take another look at Ning Yixiu.

Ning Yixiu was keenly aware of Jian Changqing's gaze, or in other words, he was waiting for Jian Changqing's reaction from the beginning to the end.

The two looked at each other, and at that glance, Jian Changqing noticed something different, it was an aggressiveness that was never seen in a warm person.

"I won't send you down." Ning Yixiu said apologetically.

When Ning Yixiu opened his mouth, he returned to his previous gentle appearance, and the strangeness at that moment seemed to be just Jian Changqing's dazzle.

"Don't give it away, lest your cold get worse, let's go." Jian Changqing held Little Pudding's hand, and the other hand held the cake box.

Ning Yixiu only watched one big and one small leave at the door.

After going downstairs, Little Pudding looked up at the floor where Ning Yixiu lived, and there was indeed a figure on the balcony.

Little Pudding waved his arms, saying goodbye.

After walking a long distance, Jian Changqing could feel the eyes glued to her body until she got into the car.

Jian Changqing was puzzled by Ning Yixiu's weird behavior today, but he was relieved when he thought of his cold and illness. Being ill is always a drain on energy.