The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Wang Zichen came over, put his hand on her shoulder, and put his chin lightly on the top of her head, he looked at the screensaver pattern on the computer screen, and softly advised: "Go and rest, you have to go to work tomorrow! "

"I'll just watch it for a while." Lan Xinhui twisted her body and broke free from him: "Go to sleep first!"

"How about I help you?" Wang Zichen stretched out his hand, moved on the keyboard, and removed the screen protector.

"No, no." Lan Xinhui reached out and pulled his hand away.

At this time, she suddenly felt that she seemed to have gone too far, and she looked at him apologetically: "I'm sorry! I, I want to be alone."

Wang Zichen didn't blame him, he said in a gentle tone: "You have been alone for a long time, the study is a bit cold, I am worried that you will get sick if you stay here for too long."

"It's okay, I... Apoof!" Lan Xinhui betrayed her just as soon as she finished saying that it was okay.

Wang Zichen smiled gently, and persuaded softly: "Okay, go back and rest!"

"But, I..." Lan Xinhui still wanted to refuse,

"Don't worry about it," Wang Zichen said, "If you want to be alone, then you can sleep alone, and I'll go to the guest room to sleep."

He reached out and turned off her computer, and then pulled her up again: "Okay, let's go back to sleep?"

Back in the room, after she washed up, Wang Zichen prepared hot milk and foot bath water for her: "Drink some milk and soak feet first, and you will sleep better."

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui sat down on the chair next to the foot bath, drinking milk while soaking her feet as usual.

However, when Wang Zichen squatted down to help her massage her feet as usual, she avoided her feet uneasy: "No, you go to rest first...you are not feeling well today."

"I'm fine now." Wang Zichen raised his head and smiled and said to her: "Let me massage your feet for you, don't worry, you won't get pregnant this way."

He originally only wanted to make a joke, but unexpectedly, Lan Xinhui's expression became even more uneasy after hearing this.

He sighed and said, "Okay, soak your feet yourself!" He stood up and said, "The water for washing your feet is too heavy, so don't take it out yourself, just put it here, I'll pick it up tomorrow. "

"Okay." Lan Xinhui nodded: "Go and rest quickly!"

Wang Zichen rubbed her hair, turned and went out, walked to the door, he turned around and looked at her: "If you can't sleep alone, you can find me in the guest room... Maybe you are used to me sleeping next to you gone."

Lan Xinhui lowered her head, not daring to look at him, so she responded with a "hmm".

Listening to Wang Zichen leaving step by step, she only felt that her heart was getting more and more hollow.

However, she could not call him back, nor could she go to him.Because she really couldn't ignore the fact that there was a good chance they were cousins.

She could only pray silently in her heart, hoping that the test results would prove that they were not related by blood.

However, the evidence of the peach pit and grandma's name is there, and she wants to ignore it, but she can't do it no matter what.

Unknowingly finished drinking the milk, she dried her feet, vigorously carried the foot bath water into the bathroom and poured it out, and cleaned the wooden bucket for soaking feet.

In the past, all these things were done by Wang Zichen. He took good care of her and loved her like a princess... But, what about in the future?Will they still be able to live like before?

That night, she tossed and turned alone, and almost didn't sleep all night.