The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

Gu Ning looked at the spicy ginger soup in the smoky bowl, and the spoon Nangong Ming handed over was only a few feet away from her lips.

But she didn't want to drink it, she was afraid of spicy food, and she was afraid that tears would come out if it was spicy.

Gu Ning turned his head to one side.

"Afraid of spicy? This is not spicy, it is very effective in dispelling the cold, try it!" Nangong Ming said in a gentle tone as if coaxing a child.

Gu Ning's eyes were clouded, why did this person make himself Chen Yaoran so easily, and why there were so many similarities with Chen Yaoran.

Taking care of people silently, caring silently, and being thoughtful in every detail...

She is really scared!

Nangong Ming couldn't see Gu Ning's face, but he could feel her mood from her slightly trembling body.

Nangong Ming felt very sad at the moment, because she knew that Gu Ning was feeling sad because of that person again. Could it be that everything he did could only make her think of that person.

Nangong Ming really wanted to turn Gu Ning's face away, and then asked her, can't he open his eyes and take a good look at who the person in front of him is?

But Nangong Ming couldn't, he could only suppress the irritability and unhappiness in his heart.

He put the bowl on the bedside table aside, and asked patiently and even cautiously: "What unpleasant things do you think of?"

Gu Ning's heart was slightly touched, he could always see into her heart just like that person.

"No, thank you." Gu Ning shook his head, took a deep breath, and wanted to take back all his emotions.

Gu Ning doesn't want to lose his composure in front of this man all the time, he can't have anything to do with her.

Nangong Ming knew that Gu Ning was still unwilling to open his heart to him, so he didn't force her: "Don't suppress yourself, if you miss him, then think about it."

Gu Ning didn't expect Nangong Ming to say that, because every time he thought of Chen Yaoran unconsciously, Qiao Yixin would always persuade himself, let the past go, let him leave with peace of mind if he leaves, don't Think so much.

Nangong Ming was the first to comfort himself and said, if you want to, then think about it.

"Forcing yourself will only have a rebound effect, it's better to let nature take its course." This sentence Nan Gongming said to Gu Ning, but also to himself.

He still has no way to change Gu Ning's thoughts, and he has no way to change his appearance, so he can only accept it like this and let nature take its course.

Gu Ningen let out a sigh, and felt much more at ease.

I feel that what Nangong Ming said is not wrong, and that forcing is useless, so it is better to let nature take its course.

Gu Ning looked at the bowl of ginger soup.

Maybe people who look similar have similar personalities and habits.

Thinking like this, he stretched out his hand from under the blanket, wanting to get the bowl of ginger soup and drink it by himself.

Nan Gongming held Gu Ning's palm with his backhand, stuffed it back into the bed, then picked up the bowl of ginger soup again, scooped a spoonful and placed it near Gu Ning's mouth.

Gu Ning just opened his mouth and drank.

The warm ginger soup went down the intestines and stomach, warming all the way to the bottom, the whole body was warmed, and the cold was no longer there.

Nangong Ming took another spoonful. Gu Ning was not used to letting others serve him, so he was a little embarrassed.

Nangong Ming seemed to know what Gu Ning was thinking, and said first: "It's not that I want to take care of you, I'm afraid that you will be sick, and Xixi will be worried when you go back."

Only then did Gu Ning remember Xixi, it should be getting late, and no one came to pick him up yet, so he wanted to get up in a hurry.

Nangong Ming pressed it again: "I've already called Qiao Yixin to pick it up."