Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"You're back?" Ye Liang turned around when she heard the movement.

The man in the wheelchair let out an inaudible "hmm", and his eyes fell on her.

Ye Liang was a little confused by his expression at the moment, he could only see a pair of eyes, and under the thin mask that fit his facial features very well, he always felt that his expression was strange.

Only then did she look down at herself, feeling a little embarrassed, "I...new clothes I bought today."

Fan Xiaozheng nodded.

Usually, she is fully armed. Even if the capital was not so cold when I first met, she was still wearing long clothes and trousers, and she didn't show above her wrists or below her neck at all.

That's why Fan Xiaozheng suddenly discovered that this woman's skin was really what others said was like creamy skin, which could be broken with a single blow.

Indeed, with a bit of sick whiteness caused by poor nutrition and lack of light all the year round, it is too white.

"Dinner is not ready yet, how about warming up first and practicing for half an hour?" She suggested.

Although Fan Xiaozheng's eyes were approving, he looked at her worriedly, "Can you do it?"

Ye Liang smiled, "I really like sports."

He is doing rehabilitation training, and she is doing a set of warm-up exercises next to him, which is very good.

"Don't cry with me." The man raised his hand and removed the blanket on his lap, and swiped the wheelchair towards the wall.

He was really worried that she would turn blue all over in a while.

And Ye Liang obviously misunderstood what Fan Xiaozheng said about the escort training, she thought she was just watching from the sidelines, the so-called supervision.

"Where's the coach?" When Fan Xiaozheng's wheelchair reached the wall, Ye Liang realized that there were still only the two of them in this room.

The man looked at her, then waved at her.

She frowned subconsciously, as if calling some kind of animal.

But still walked over.

"Help me." Fan Xiaozheng still raised an arm, waiting for her to borrow strength.

Only then did Ye Liang point to herself, her pretty eyebrows raised, "Me?"

"Is there a third person here?" The man took it for granted.

"I mean, it shouldn't be the anklet that accompanies you in your recovery. Otherwise, how would you know which movements are acceptable and which movements are not? What if the actions are not standardized and have the opposite effect?"

The man's thin lips moved slightly, "So I want you to be present."

"..." What can she do?

Ye Liang obviously forgot that this man could not only stand up, but also carry her from the first floor to the second floor.

At this moment, she carefully got under his arm as she said, and helped him stand up.

"Wait." Just halfway up, she looked up at him from his arms in front of her, "I also bought you a set of fitness clothes."

Although this floor of the annex building is spacious, there is also sufficient heating, the temperature is just right, and it is very comfortable. She didn't feel cold after changing clothes.

Fan Xiaozheng Fan Xiaozheng's expression was unclear, he only heard him say: "You go and get it."

She nodded. How could he be using his regular suit and tie for rehabilitation training?

"Would you sit back first? Or can you stand still?"

"can."

Then the man really stood up straight, and the arm on her shoulder was removed, and the whole weight disappeared immediately, Ye Liang looked back at him.

In this scene, she always felt that something was wrong. It seemed familiar?It doesn't seem to be, anyway, I can't say.

She hurried over to get the clothes prepared for him.

It was also when she turned back that she looked at Fan Xiaozheng again, and suddenly remembered that she had put a man on her back like that before.

The man that night was also tall, but she was held by him from behind and walked all the way.

And that man has facial features that make women obsessed.

"What are you staring at me for?" The man's thin lips twitched slightly.

Ye Liang came back to her senses and shook her head, "You should be able to wear the size I bought."

Men's are pretty loose anyway.

"Aren't you going to the locker room?" Ye Liang found that she didn't intend to move, and looked at him puzzled.

The man was looking at her with lowered eyebrows, "I can't do it alone."

After hearing this, she was stunned.

That's right, if he was sitting in a wheelchair, it would be difficult to change his pants, but if he was standing, his legs probably wouldn't be able to stand up after all the clothes were changed.

"Then sit down first and go to the locker room. I'll help you."

The man was still standing straight against the wall, showing no intention of moving.

Ye Liang frowned again and looked up at him, only to see his teasing eyes, and the speaker deliberately lowered his head slightly to approach her.

Said: "You are all alone, how much difference does it make where you change?"

This sounded reasonable, but she always felt awkward.

"If you hang on for a while, my leg will be broken." When she was hesitating, the man's deliberately low and cold voice came from above her head.

She has been frightened by him many times, and when she hears this tone, she automatically obeys.

Ye Liang first helped him take off his coat, folded it on the wheelchair beside him, and then started to help him fix his tie.

She never had a chance to touch a tie, so she didn't know how to tie it, and of course she couldn't untie it. In other words, she was afraid that if she untie it incorrectly, it might damage his things, so she was careful.

As a result of being cautious, the efficiency is very low, and it seems that it has not moved after solving for a long time.

"How about you come by yourself?" She was afraid that he would stand for too long, so she looked up at the man for advice.

But the man touched his thin lips lightly, "Then what else do you need, be an audience?"

"..."

She frowned speechlessly in her heart and had no choice but to continue.

Finally, after dawdling for a long time, the tie was completely untied, and then placed on the clothes.

Looking at his shirt, he felt that his gaze was getting heavier and heavier, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Or, just practice after eating, it may be too late, Mama Zhang is almost done."

But Fan Xiaozheng refused, "Continue."

He unbuttoned two buttons for him, and suddenly heard the man's strange tone: "Unbuttons are easy to navigate."

She looked up and lowered her head.

It seems that it is not her illusion.

From the very beginning, she felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and even became very unfriendly. It suddenly reminded her of the demon who bullied him in the first two days of marriage.

She pursed her lips, "Most of my clothes have buttons."

"Really?" The man's tone was neither salty nor weak, but also vaguely suspicious.

She said nothing.

"It's hot?" Fan Xiaozheng asked again.

After the night was cold, she realized that she had been busy helping him with a tie for a long time, and now she was pressed by his inexplicable strong breath again, and she really felt hot.

So, with only two buttons left, she pulled his clothes out of the trousers, and then tied up her hair first.

There will be fine sweat on the tip of the nose, which is used to the cold and hot night, and it is not surprising that he can see it at such a close distance.

Her long hair now hangs a little below her shoulders, and it feels cool when tied up.

However, the man on the side was very unhappy.

The moment she tied up her hair, Fan Xiaozheng's eyes almost tightened.

He had just gotten used to the woman's excessively fair skin, and at this moment, the curve of the entire neck under the black hair was fully displayed in his eyes.

The slender white gooseneck and impeccable collarbone.

"What's the matter?" Ye Liang was suddenly touched by him, and she backed away a little in fright, and was imprisoned by his waist and limbs.

Fan Xiaozheng raised his hand to hold her face, her face was so small that he could almost support half of her face with one slap.

After a while, she realized that he covered the scar on her face with his hands.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the slightly cold light in his eyes became warm.

The woman with her ponytail in cool clothes covered the visual effect of this scar...

She can really surprise people time and time again!

"A childhood friend with Gong Leng? Classmate?" The man asked again.

Yeliang didn't know why he suddenly brought up such a topic, but it seemed that he finally knew why his situation had changed unconsciously just now.

She nodded, "Yeah."

The man's voice sank, "Have you ever gotten along with him like this?"

She raised her face slightly, and could only see the man's cold and hard curved jaw, and she was sure that he was suddenly displeased because of Gong Leng.

But also nodded honestly.

She really liked basketball for a while, mostly playing with Gong Leng, and had no other friends.

"Well!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt dizzy. Fan Xiaozheng switched places with him, and he turned her around and pressed her against the wall.