His Wife Calls The Shots

After a while, I received a reply from Tang Xin.

Tang Xiaosan: I have eaten it, let's eat it.

The expected answer.

Tang Xiaosan: I have corrected it. Come and try it tomorrow. It should be fine.

It's her hearing aid.

During the meal, she took a picture without giving up and sent it to Tang Xin, and asked again if she wanted to come over to eat.

Tang Xin asked her to eat more.

"He needs to see a doctor." Feng Xian said slowly.

Qian Miao put down his cell phone: "Except for me, it is difficult for him to get in touch with others. He will fall into a high degree of tension. If the situation is not good, he will be unconscious.

Feng Xian put the grilled shrimp in her bowl and said, "Do you know his true identity?"

Qian Miao was silent for a few seconds before nodding.

"I went to check, he is a full-fledged baby, Luo Yan, the seventh prince of Jindan Kingdom."

When she mentioned this incident, her appetite was greatly reduced, she put down her chopsticks, and slowly said, "A few years ago, Jindan was a victim of civil turmoil."

"Did he have autism since then?"

"No, this disease has been there since he was a child, and he gradually recovered a little bit later. Unexpectedly, he was designed by his father’s political opponents during the civil strife. After being stimulated, he was thrown into the mass grave and lay down with a pile of dead bodies. In the days and nights, the disease deteriorated completely.

It took me three months to be accepted by him when I brought him back. Later, people from Jindan Kingdom came here and said that they would take him back, but he did not allow anyone to approach him. His father had no choice. In order to protect him, They claimed that he was missing, in fact they have been waiting for him to return. "

"The person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell must find out the cause of his illness in order to heal him."

"Hmm..." Qianmiao looked down and thought, "I'm checking, and his father is checking too, but there has been no clue. They said that only he knows, because before the age of six, this child is normal, six years old. That year, one day, he suddenly became uncomfortable, he liked to lock himself up, and didn't answer anything when asked."

After the words were over, she didn't get a response for a long time. She raised her eyes and saw that the man beside her was staring at her quietly, with deep meaning and even a hint of gloom in her eyes.

"What?" she asked.

The man leaned over and closed her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "I'm curious, why is it so special to him?"

"He saved it?"

"He gave something important?"

"Just... I don't know, I just want to protect him." She blinked and said truthfully.

The air was suffocated, there was silence for two seconds, and the man stood still.

Qian Miao was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Jealous?"

Her fingers pressed against his collarbone, her nails made a playful circle, and a slight smile spread out in her eyes, which was very infectious, which suddenly relaxed the atmosphere.

Feng Xian was not coaxed by her to laugh, nor was she blushing as before, but closer to her, her hazy eyes revealed a lingering possessive desire: "Here, it's sour."

He grabbed her restless fingers and placed them on his left chest, scratching her ears with a low and deep voice, her heart: "Like eating a cart of lemons."

Qian Miao squeezed his hand hanging on the side slightly, and the hotness caused by the rapid heartbeat showed on his cheeks, staring at him blankly.

After a long time, she took the initiative to kiss his lips and asked: "Is it still sour now?"

The man kept silent, turned his back on defense, and looted wantonly against her lips.

Qianmian murmured in the midst of her, "He is very much like me, and was lost by his family."

Feng Xian's body was slightly stiff, and the tingling sensation of her heart suddenly occupied her heart.