Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

Early the next morning, Cheng Wanzhong's biological clock woke her up on time.

Half an hour later, Cheng Wanzhong got dressed and went out to throw away the garbage.

The garbage dump is outside the community, so Cheng Wanzhong has to walk quite a distance.

What a coincidence, when I passed by the next door, I saw Zhou Xiuchu also going out to throw away the garbage.

After they all met, they certainly couldn't pretend that nothing happened, so Cheng Wanzhong waved to her.

"Good morning."

Zhou Xiuchu paused and responded dryly, "Good morning."

Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips and walked forward carrying the garbage.

Zhou Xiuchu walked behind her.

When he was approaching the gate of the community, Zhou Xiuchu suddenly made a sound.

"Cheng Wanzhong, if I guess correctly. You like Wen Ru."

Cheng Wanzhong stopped and turned to look at her.

"Yes, I like Wen Zhu. What do you want to say?"

Zhou Xiuchu bit her lip and stared at Cheng Wanzhong, "But in my opinion, Wen Ruo doesn't seem to like you."

Cheng Wanzhong nodded seriously, "Maybe you are right, Wen Ru doesn't like me."

Zhou Xiuchu's eyes widened and he was once again surprised by Cheng Wanzhong.

How could she say these words in such a natural tone?

"But it's enough that I like him." Cheng Wanzhong said as a gift, "I have the right to like him, and he definitely has the right to like other girls."

Zhou Xiuchu fell silent.

She didn't seem to expect to hear these words from Cheng Wanzhong.

Zhou Xiuchu didn't speak for a long time.

It was a bit cold early in the morning, and Cheng Wanzhong shivered.

"Sister Xiuchu, are you okay?"

Zhou Xiuchu shook his head and exhaled, "No more."

"Oh." Cheng Wanzhong threw away the trash and went home.

Zhou Xiuchu left first on the way home, while Cheng Wanzhong walked slowly.

She suddenly didn't want to wait any longer and wanted to express her love to Wen Su now.

But Cheng Wanzhong was afraid that Wen Ru would not like her. If the confession failed, she would no longer be able to stay by her side shamelessly.

Cheng Wanzhong bit his fingers in confusion. He couldn't see the road and suddenly sprained his ankle.

"Ah!" Cheng Wanzhong groaned and almost fell to the ground.

She bent down and touched her ankle, and immediately gasped.

It hurts!

Cheng Wanzhong gritted his teeth and limped back.

When I returned to the villa, I unzipped my pants and saw that they were already swollen.

Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips, what a bad luck.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ru came down from upstairs and saw this scene in the hall.

The little girl was sitting on the floor, holding her legs in pain.

"I twisted my foot." As soon as Cheng Wanzhong saw him, his eyes immediately turned red, as if he was about to cry.

There was nothing she could do except for her father who used to be cruel to her. It was hard for her not to feel aggrieved in front of him.

Wen Ru hurried over, picked her up from the floor and put her on the sofa.

Then he called Zhou Zhiyuan to come over.

Immediately, Wen Ru squatted on one knee in front of her, looked at her swollen ankle, and frowned, "How did you do it?"

"We arrived when we came back from taking out the trash."

Cheng Wanzhong sniffed, tears about to flow out.

She could feel that her bones weren't hurt, but they just hurt.

Cheng Wanzhong had hardly been injured since she was a child, but it was unprecedented for her to have a sprained foot.

She didn't expect it to hurt so much.

Wen Ru sighed, "Don't do these things next time, just wait for the little one to be taken care of."

"No." Cheng Wanzhong shook his head, "My dad said you can't take advantage of small things."

"Do you have a good relationship with your dad?" Wen Li asked, trying to divert her attention.

Cheng Wanzhong nodded, "Of course, I am my father's little sweetheart, and my dad is also my little sweetheart."

"Really? When we first came to the Villa, didn't you say that your father was very bad to you?"

Cheng Wanzhong: "..."

Again, if you can’t speak, don’t speak.

After a while, Zhou Zhiyuan knocked on the door with a medicine box.

Wen Ru walked over and opened the door, "Wan Zhong's ankle is sprained. I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's okay." Zhou Zhiyuan waved his hand and immediately went over to check on Cheng Wanzhong.

Five minutes later, Zhou Zhiyuan took out the medicated oil and gave it to Wen Rui, "No bones were injured. Please don't do strenuous activities these days."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wen Ru said, and immediately sent Zhou Zhiyuan to the door.

When he came back, Cheng Wanzhong leaned on the sofa, frowning, and there was a little sweat on his forehead.

Wen Ruo took out a tissue to wipe her sweat, and then began to carefully apply the medicated oil on her.

Cheng Wanzhong hugged the pillow and half-closed his eyes. In his sight, the man lowered his head slightly and looked seriously.

"Wen Ruo." Cheng Wanzhong's voice was soft.

"Ok?"

"Smell violent."

"pain?"

"It hurts all the time."

"Just bear with it."

There was nothing he could do to help her suffer.

Cheng Wanzhong was in a low mood, "Wen Zhu, is this the girl you like now?"

Probably because his ankle hurt so much, Cheng Wanzhong felt a little dazed.

A lot more courage than normal.

Wen Ruo's men kept moving and their eyes were focused. He just raised his eyebrows when he heard her words.

"No, I am quite old and have passed the time of falling in love."

"Nonsense?" Cheng Wanzhong was clearly excited, "Obviously not. You look super young. Really, I couldn't tell you were already 35 at first."

"So?" Wen Ru asked.

Cheng Wanzhong immediately responded, "So don't feel inferior, Wen Zhu, you are very young and you can fall in love."

Wen Ru smiled, wiped his hands with a tissue, and looked at her.

"Wanzhong, don't talk in circles. What do you want to say?"

His heart was beating violently, Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

Now, she didn't want to wait any longer. Cheng Wanzhong took a deep breath and raised his head to look at Wen Zhu.

She swallowed nervously, "Then I'll say it."

"Well, let's talk."

Cheng Wanzhong closed his eyes, worked hard, and blurted out what was in his heart.

"I...I like you, Wen Ru. I want to fall in love with you, and I want to give you a baby."

When the words fell, the air became eerily silent.

Wen Ru seemed to be stunned as well, staring at Cheng Wanzhong without saying a word.

There were complicated emotions in his eyes. For a person like Cheng Wanzhong, he couldn't understand the emotions in his eyes at all.

Looking at him, Cheng Wanzhong was completely defeated.

She lowered her eyes first, and her heartbeat suddenly became quiet at this moment.

She felt that she had been too impulsive just now and shouldn't have said that.

Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm sorry, if I make it difficult for you, I take back what I just said, and we just pretend... nothing happened."

Her eyes were red. It was the first time she liked someone, but her confession ended in failure.

Cheng Wanzhong felt that no one would understand her.

She wanted to go home, if only her mother were here, then she could throw herself into her arms and cry.

But her mother is gone, and Cheng Wanzhong has no mother.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and after a while she was so uncomfortable that she cried.

Tears were falling down, making it difficult to ignore them.