He Ye Domineering: Reborn Rich and Sweet Wife

"Drink the porridge first." As he said that, he was about to pull out He Chengze's cell phone.

After realizing that her actions were inappropriate, Mu Qianlan's hand was already holding the phone, and she didn't want to let go of it now.

When she was in a dilemma, He Chengze obediently let go, "Okay."

Mu Qianlan couldn't hold her hand steady, and dropped her phone directly on the bed.

He Chengze turned his head sideways, looked at the porridge on the bedside table, his eyes brightened, "You made it?"

"Nonsense, or do you think there is a snail girl in your family?" Mu Qianlan regained her senses, her tone was bad, and it was just to cover up her true emotions.

He Chengze raised his hand, pointed at the porridge, and then at himself, "I'm hungry, feed me?"

Of course, this proposal was rejected without even thinking about it, "Eat it yourself, you are sick and not amputated!"

After finishing speaking viciously, he sat down on the side without looking at the man, "Eat quickly! I'll go back after eating."

He Chengze looked at Mu Qianlan, his eyes were not as deep as usual, and he seemed to be aggrieved, "I'm sick, my hands have no strength."

She believed He Chengze's evil!

"Do you want to eat or not? If you don't, I'm leaving!"

He Chengze was even more aggrieved, "Lan Lan, is your attitude towards patients so bad?"

If she hadn't personally felt the temperature of this man, Mu Qianlan felt that she would have thought that the man was lying to show her pity.

No, this man is showing pity.

Mu Qianlan simply closed her eyes, pretending not to see or hear.

He Chengze had no choice but to drink the porridge slowly, taking a sip, and glanced at Mu Qianlan.

However, the woman never raised her head from the beginning to the end, she couldn't have been more indifferent.

He Chengze sighed deeply, this patient is really too miserable.

Mu Qianlan opened her eyes when He Chengze put down the bowl, glanced at the empty bowl, "Do you want more?"

"Lan Lan, feed me, I want it."

"Oh, then don't." With a cold voice, Mu Qianlan came to the conclusion very calmly, and then took out the thermometer, "Now that you're awake, take your temperature again."

He Chengze raised his eyes, "Are you going to leave when your body temperature drops?"

"I'm leaving if I don't come down." Mu Qianlan said with a straight face, "You call your lifelong friend over, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Lan Lan, isn't it more important that your fiancé is sick than you going to work?" He Chengze looked at the woman with a hurt face.

Mu Qianlan sneered, "So you used to be taken care of by your fiancée when you were sick? Ren Ruman?"

"How come, she has never done such things as cooking, feeding and wiping her body."

"Oh, it turned out that I was reluctant to let her do it, so I wouldn't care if it was me." Mu Qianlan said calmly.

He Chengze was choked and didn't know what to say for a while.

Did he turn the topic in a direction of death?

No, it was obviously Mu Qianlan who brought it up.

"Lan Lan, you are jealous."

Mu Qianlan sneered again, with a look of disdain, "No, I just think that my fiancée may not hold much weight in your heart. Probably, you should consider the matter of marriage."

He Chengze's face darkened, "Lan Lan, you'd better think about not getting married, and marrying you, I'm bound to get it."

The person who had the aura of "I'm weak" just now suddenly seemed to be full of danger.

Mu Qianlan was startled by the sudden aura of the patient in front of her.

"Oh." Without any response, he packed up the things on the table and went out.

When he came in again after 10 minutes, He Chengze obediently held the thermometer and handed it to her, "38 degrees three, I'm still burning, really don't you want to stay tonight?"

Mu Qianlan glanced at the thermometer, really, isn't this man usually in good health?Why is it suddenly so serious this time?

"Why do you have a fever?" Mu Qianlan asked him from left to right.

"I don't know, do you want to stay?"

"..." Do you want to continue with these words?

Sighing, Mu Qianlan twitched the corner of her mouth lightly, "I sleep on the sofa."

"The bed is big, Lan Lan."

Mu Qianlan looked up at him, "You can let your bamboo horse sleep with you."

It's fine if you want to push him to a woman, but if you want to push him to a man, should his fiancee go too far?
But Mu Qianlan ignored him and turned to go out. He Chengze had dinner, but she hadn't.

He got himself some food, stood in front of the cooking counter, and called Mu Rujin by the way, telling himself that he would not go back tonight.

The other end was silent for a few seconds, "At He Chengze's place?"

"Ah."

There was another pause of a few seconds, "Take good measures, don't kill people, it won't end well."

Mu Qianlan looked up at the ceiling, "Sister, he has a high fever, I'm just taking care of him, what are you thinking?"

"Oh, that's good, anyway, protect yourself."

Mu Qianlan responded and said a few words before hanging up the phone.

Just as I stretched out my hand to end the face, I heard a voice with a smile, "What measures are you going to take? What do you mean if you don't kill people?"

Mu Qianlan shook her hand, and a little bit of the soup spilled out, all on her hand, she subconsciously let go of her hand, and the bowl hit the sink with a crisp sound.

"Is it hot?" In the next second, a gust of hot air came from behind, and Mu Qianlan's hand was held.

Before he could react, he was pulled onto the sofa by He Chengze, "Sit."

"What are you doing down here?"

Isn't this man sick?Why don't you care at all.

I don’t wear shoes when I get down, and I don’t make any sound when I walk. I really don’t want to be sick, do I?

"If you don't come down, how do you know that you want to make a man with me?"

Mu Qianlan's ears turned red, and when Mu Rujin said it, she felt speechless, but when the man said it, she only felt her face blush and her heart beat, "Who is going to make a human with you!"

"I think you can actually try it." He Chengze came closer, his voice was low and hoarse with fever, as if it was more deceptive, "I heard that when you have a fever, you feel different."

Mu Qianlan hid back, but there was already the back of the sofa behind her, so there was no way to hide, so she could only raise her hand and put it against He Chengze's chest, "He Chengze!"

"Sooner or later, I have to go through it, and I don't mind a little earlier."

There is already enthusiasm in the eyes.

"In the future, we will have many, many children..."

"I won't have children for you." Mu Qianlan suddenly calmed down as if a switch had been pressed, and the red clouds on her face and ears also receded.

Like a pot of water being poured down, the enthusiasm in He Chengze's eyes turned to condensation, staring at Mu Qianlan, "Lan Lan, say it again."

"It's the same no matter how many times I say it, there will be no children between me and you."

There will never be any more. Instead of losing it in the end, it is better to choose not to have it from the beginning.

She was afraid, even if He Chengze's attitude towards her in this life was different from his previous life, she was still afraid.

If it is said that one time is better, but three times, the pain of bereavement again and again is enough for her to engrave it in her heart.

Even before she was born, she was still in pain, after all, she was the flesh and blood in her stomach.

That kind of pain, I don't want to go through it again.

He Chengze's face was frighteningly cold, but seeing the pain in Mu Qianlan's eyes, he was stunned.

She looked sad and in pain.

Don't want children, is it because of what you have experienced?

Could it be related to her life experience?