Li Shao's little cute wife

Han Meiya smiled wryly, "Yes, you are right, I understand the truth, but I just can't do it."

She put down the half-eaten toast, took out a tissue to wipe her hands and mouth, and said, "I also want to have a good relationship with Zhixun. He treats me really well. But I always have a barrier in my heart. I can't confess. I'm really sorry for him."

Song Huaiqian asked: "When he comes to Ningcheng this time, do you want to have a good talk with him? If you want to continue to communicate with him, then forget the past and live in the past, which is also very painful."

"Yes, you are right. I should have a good talk with him. I can't suffer anymore. I have to explain to him whether it is separation or cooperation. Otherwise, I will always hide like this. It's not a problem."

Song Huaiqian comforted her and said, "It's okay, I think you and Lin Zhixun will have no major problems."

"I hope so." Han Meiya let out a long breath, staring blankly at the front.

Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder from the side, and she turned her head slowly to see a big brown pony face in front of her eyes, shaking her head.

"Ah!" Han Meiya cried out in fright, and subconsciously turned around and threw herself into Song Huaiqian's arms.

Her heart was pounding with fright, she hugged his waist tightly, and shouted in his arms: "Go away!"

Song Huaiqian hugged her and shouted angrily, "Don't make trouble! Take it off!"

Xu Zhehan took off the horse's face with great effort, and laughed gloatingly, "Doctor Han, seeing how powerful you are usually, you're actually scared."

Han Meiya got up from Song Huaiqian's arms, picked up something and threw it at him, angrily cursed: "Are you sick?"

Song Huaiqian got up and said to Xu Zhehan: "You have a limit when you are joking. You are carrying this thing in the dark sky, how scary. There is Sunny Boy over there, and you will scare the child again."

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Xu Zhehan came over and apologized to Han Meiya and said, "Doctor Han, I'm sorry, I'll give you skewers to eat, and I'll make amends for you."

"Get out! Disappear before my eyes!" Han Meiya put her head on her hands and cursed angrily.

She was in a daze just now, and she was in a sad mood. She was really frightened by such a sudden fright.

Song Huaiqian frowned and winked at Xu Zhehan to ask him to go aside, and asked her concerned: "Are you okay?"

He gave her a glass of warm water and said, "Drink some water first, to calm down."

Holding the water glass in both hands, Han Meiya shook her head and said, "It's okay."

Over there, Qiqi and the others also came over when they saw it, and asked about it with concern.

"I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while, you guys eat slowly." Han Meiya put down the water glass, got up and walked slowly.

Song Huaiqian quickly stood up and followed, saying, "I'll accompany you back."

Su Jinqi watched the two walk away, and said worriedly: "Xiao Ai, why do I feel that Meiya has something on her mind?"

"I saw it too. Lawyer Song accompanied her up, what's going on?" Yu Xiaoai asked in confusion.

"I do not know either."

The two returned to the living room, Han Meiya said to him: "I'm fine, you go out and continue eating with them."

"Xu Zhehan is ignorant and stupid, don't be angry with him."

"I don't." Han Meiya put her hand faintly on her stomach, and said softly, "I know what kind of virtue he is."

"What's wrong with you? You have an upset stomach?" Song Huaiqian carefully noticed her strangeness.

"My stomach hurts a bit. It's okay. I'll be fine after eating something."

Song Huaiqian said distressedly and helplessly: "What are you waiting for a while? I'm going to cook you a bowl of noodles now, and you can eat right away. If your stomach hurts, you must be hungry."

"Don't bother, I can't eat now."

"I cook the noodles, I'll keep them for you to eat." Song Huaiqian smiled confidently and went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Aunt Hui and Xianxian were preparing the daily ingredients. When they saw Song Huaiqian coming in, they hurriedly asked, "Mr. Song, what do you need?"

"Aunt Hui, you are all busy. I'll cook a bowl of noodles." Song Huaiqian walked to the console, looked around, and asked, "Do you have any noodles?"

Seeing that he had come prepared, Aunt Hui understood, so she didn't say any more, and directly found noodles for him.

Song Huaiqian cooks noodles skillfully, and he looks like a veteran at first glance.After more than ten minutes, a steaming bowl of noodles came out of the pot.

He carefully carried it back to the living room, "Here come the noodles!"

Han Meiya sat up from the sofa and saw his boiled egg and persimmon noodles, which looked ordinary and seemed to have no appetite at all.

After Song Huaiqian put down the noodles, he went back to the kitchen to get a small bowl, sat next to her, and said in his mouth, "The noodles are hot, I'll serve you some, eat slowly."

As he spoke, he picked out the noodles, picked them up and down with chopsticks, blew them, and handed them to her.

Han Meiya's kindness could not be rejected, so she had no choice but to accept the bowl.She took a sip of the soup first, and felt that the taste was okay, neither salty nor bland nor amazing.

"Eat quickly." Song Huaiqian urged her softly.

After taking a bite, Han Meiya asked, "Can you still cook noodles?"

"I live by myself. Of course I can cook noodles." Song Huaiqian asked with anticipation in his eyes, "How does it taste?"

Han Meiya glanced at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Looking at your status, it's not easy to be able to cook noodles. From this point of view, the taste is still good. If you look at it according to the normal taste, it's very ordinary. It's far worse than the beef noodles made by Qiqi."

"The taste is average?" Song Huaiqian doubted himself a bit, "I cook it myself, and I also cook it for my colleagues. They all say it's delicious."

Han Meiya smiled and said, "However, I still want to thank you for cooking noodles for me."

"The taste is mediocre, so you should eat all of it. The stomach will be warm, so it won't hurt."

"I am a doctor, and I know my body well."

"Don't be so stubborn, it will make your stomach hurt." Song Huaiqian complained, and then said: "You, I think it's too much psychological pressure. If you have something to do in the future, just tell me, just say it. "

"Okay, will you let me eat noodles with peace of mind?"

"I have another word, you let me say it."

"Okay, tell me."

Song Huaiqian said to her solemnly: "From now on, drink as little alcohol as possible, work moderately, and take care of your body for yourself."

Han Meiya's heart was shaken, it was really warm to be cared by friends.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Perhaps, after drinking, when people are frustrated, or when they are uncomfortable, their hearts are fragile and their defenses are the most lax.At this time, she didn't ask him why he cared about her so much, but ate warm noodles, and her heart was warm.

Song Huaiqian couldn't help being happy to see her eating noodles obediently and not rejecting what he said that was too "out of bounds".She can regard herself as a tree hole, which is also a path to approach her, which is a small step forward.