Doting too much on his wife: The CEO is too double-standard

In the evening, she and Fang Keyuan were too anxious to go out, and they completely forgot about it. They put the takeaway garbage directly on the coffee table, so Long Songyao must have seen it when he first arrived at the ward.

When the coffee table was knocked over by him just now, the takeaway box and the bag fell to the floor, the lid was thrown out, and the inside was full of bones, and every piece of meat was eaten.

How should she explain it now?

Obviously she only ate two yuan, and Fang Keyuan ate the rest.

If she said that Fang Keyuan ate it, Long Songyao would think that Fang Keyuan bought it for her from the hospital on purpose in the name of eating it for herself. If she said it was her food, then she would become Knowing that you can't do it.

If she didn't shelter Fang Keyuan, Fang Keyuan would be finished, but if she did, it would mean that she would be finished too, because she had solemnly promised him that she would fast from all cold and stimulating food before she was discharged from the hospital.

Anyway, it's all wrong, and nothing will work, Lan Shuyu realized that Fang Keyuan had tricked her once again.

She didn't dare to speak, and didn't know what to say, so she could only lower her head silently.

Fortunately, Long Songyao didn't delve into it, but said lightly: "This is not an example."

After he finished speaking, he ordered on his mobile phone, and within 10 minutes, someone delivered the hot meal to the ward.

The food this time is not as light as before. Although it is not a very heavy food, at least it is not the kind of clear soup with little water and no taste.

Since both of his hands were injured, and she couldn't move one hand, how to open the lid of the lunch box became a problem.

Lan Shuyu wanted to call the nurse to help, but she saw the man unscrew all the covers as if nothing had happened.

"Aren't you afraid that your hands will bleed again with such force?" Seeing his simple and rough movements, Lan Shuyu frowned three points.

"There's nothing hypocritical about a little skin trauma." The man raised his cold eyelids and said nonchalantly.

"Look, the blood has seeped out a little bit. What if you get infected? Why don't you take your body seriously?" Seeing that the outside of his palm was stained red again, Lan Shuyu quickly used the uninjured hand Hands grabbed his wrists, stopping him.

The man's movements paused, a rippling wave appeared in his calm eyes, and his eyes slowly moved to his warm cuff, where a slender, soft and boneless hand was parked, and the small palm was encircling his. wrist.

After Lan Shuyu noticed his eyes, she realized that her behavior had crossed the line, she quickly let go of her hand, and said angrily, "I'm sorry."

She didn't expect her hand to be held back by the man before she could take it back, and her hand fell into a big palm in an instant, and she could feel the scorching heat of his palm through the gauze.

"Dragon..." Lan Shuyu was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Don't struggle, it's your fault if you bleed." The man's cheetah-like eyes fixed on her face, there was a faint smile in his eyes, and his slender fingers seemed to rub against the back of her hand.Gale novel

"..." Lan Shuyu's ears turned red, and she looked away calmly.

Why is this man always able to perform some very provocative behaviors in a serious manner.

He obviously had a sacred and inviolable ascetic face, but he used a playful and hooligan look to seduce her over and over again.

What exactly does he want...

She gritted her teeth and squinted at him: "Then let me go quickly."

"I think so too, but you brought it to your door yourself."

"You..." Lan Shuyu glared at him with embarrassment anyway, then pulled out her palm and said, "Hooligan!"

"Hiss—" the man held his wrist and took a painful breath.

Lan Shuyu turned his head to look at him in a flustered look, only to see Long Songyao's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and a dense thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. It looks like it's in pain.

She pursed her lips and said sorry, then she wanted to get up and call the nurse, but he stopped her.

"I haven't eaten all day, I have to eat first before I go." A trace of pain flashed in the man's eyes, and he said to her with restraint.

"Ok."

Lan Shuyu stopped and made sure he was fine for the time being, then sat down on the sofa, picked up the chopsticks with one hand, and started to eat silently.

But she took several mouthfuls, only to realize that the man had been sitting there without moving his chopsticks, staring at her for a moment.

"You don't want to eat?" She belatedly put down her chopsticks, almost choking on his focused eyes.

"you eat."

He raised his hands up to show her to look, only then did Lan Shuyu see that when he moved his hand, fresh blood seeped out from both sides of his palm.

So he could only watch her eat helplessly, which looked a little pitiful and pitiful.

"How about...I'll ask the nurse to come in and feed you?" Lan Shuyu asked hesitantly.

The man's face darkened instantly, and he said displeasedly: "No, I hate women approaching."

Lan Shuyu: "..."

What he said, if he hates women and still eats her tofu all the time, isn't she a woman in his eyes?Speechless.

"Then what do you want, didn't you just say you were very hungry?" She looked at him and asked puzzledly.

"I'm very hungry, so I'm sorry to bother you." The man's face was calm, and the words he said were a little shameless.

???

Lan Shuyu suddenly became startled, he meant to let her feed him?this……

"Didn't you say you hate women getting close?" She frowned and asked softly.

"If it's you, I can accept it." The man said without changing his expression, his eyes slightly raised.

Lan Shuyu squeezed the chopsticks in her hand, immediately lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

She knew what he meant, but she could only pretend not to understand...

Is she really going to feed him?Lan Shuyu started an ideological struggle in her heart.

Forget it, it's the last time anyway, so do whatever you want...

She hesitated for a moment, then picked up a new pair of chopsticks, took a bite of the meal slowly, and then held back the trembling wrists, and slowly brought the meal to his mouth.

Long Songyao opened his mouth cooperatively to hold it, and chewed it as if enjoying it.

Lan Shuyu raised her eyes and looked at him quickly, then quickly moved her eyes away, pretending not to see the tenderness in his eyes.

Then she picked up some vegetables and fed them to his mouth in the same way.

After going back and forth like this, I fed him more than half a bowl without knowing it.

The man raised his hand and gently held her hand holding the chopsticks, and said softly to her, "You eat together, too."

Lan Shuyu looked at his hands, and didn't dare to struggle easily, but said awkwardly: "Got it."