I Have Six Big Cubs

Feng Ming's complexion was not pretty, but both of his sons looked at him, so Shen Yan had to ask him.

"What are you doing here?"

Fortunately, Feng Yan found out in conscience in time and rushed to answer before Feng Ming: "Mother, we have eaten takeaway for a few days when you are not at home, and now Dad is back and hurt again, can't you eat takeaway with us, right?"

"so what?"

"If you don't want to go back, we have to bring Daddy here."

With that, Feng Yan winked at Feng Pei, and Feng Pei immediately understood, and the two worked together to push Feng Ming into the room.

Shen Yan: "..."

She pinched her eyebrows, closed the door and walked in.

"Wait, I'll cook some noodles."

"okay."

Feng Yan and Feng Pei looked at each other. The former said to Feng Ming: "Father, we can only help you get here, and you will take care of the rest."

After speaking, Feng Yan yelled at the kitchen: "Mother, my friend told me to go out to eat, so I won't stay to eat."

Feng Pei continued: "Mother, I'm going out with my third brother, you don't have to cook me anymore."

Shen Yan walked out of the kitchen, only having time to see the corners of their clothes.

What else does she don't understand at this time?

Dare to love a few fathers and sons acting in front of her.

She glanced at the silent man in the wheelchair and turned back to the kitchen.

Coming out again, there was an extra bowl of noodles in his hand.

"It will be eaten."

Feng Ming pushed the wheelchair to the dining table, staring at the desk that looked good that night and was a little dazed.

In his impression, Shen Yan was an imperial concubine with five fingers that did not touch Yang Chunshui, let alone boiled noodles, even the eggs had not been boiled.

He tasted it and found that it tasted good.

Looking at Shen Yan again, I didn't even look at him. He was eating noodles seriously.

Feng Ming retracted his gaze and concentrated on eating noodles.

After eating the noodles, Shen Yan silently brought the medicine box.

"Lie down on the sofa."

Feng Ming did it.

Shen Yan opened the gauze and found that his wound was recovering well, thinking that when he could move around by himself, he would no longer be a maid.

After bandaging the wound, Shen Yan thought that the brothers would not come to pick up people again, so he said to him, "Go to the room and rest."

Feng Ming: "Okay."

Shen Yan took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Feng Ming lay on her bed.

Shen Yan's temples jumped suddenly, "This is my room!"

Feng Ming opened his eyes and looked at her with a dazed expression, "Didn't you tell me to go back to my room to rest?"

"...I mean the guest room."

Feng Ming was startled, then calmly closed his eyes: "I'm sleepy, I don't want to move."

In other words, he slept here.

That owing appearance made Shen Yan want to go up and drag him down, but after all he held it back.

She went to the guest room in silence.

He wanted to sleep with her, but she just didn't like him.

However, Shen Yan soon couldn't hold it anymore.

This is just a temporary residence, there are no extra quilts.

The weather in late autumn was very cold at night. She was shivering with a thin air conditioner, and she missed the duvet of the master bedroom very much.

At first she could bear it, but in the end she couldn't bear it anymore, turned over and got out of bed, and went back to the master bedroom.

Feng Ming should have fallen asleep. She turned on the light, but he didn't react at all, lying on the bed properly, leaving half of the bed.

Shen Yan snorted coldly, turned off the light and lay down on the vacant half of the bed.

Just got into the quilt and found that the quilt on this side was still cold, and there was constant warmth coming from around.