After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

Hearing this, Fu Wangjin lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow, hiding his hidden emotions, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and he did not speak for a long time.

Yan Qing withdrew his pleading gaze and slowly lowered his head, the hope in his heart gradually shattered in silence.

She was a little impatient.

Perhaps, it is not a wise choice to make this request now.

Yan Qing's hands unconsciously clenched tightly, her nails piercing deeply into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

"eat first."

Fu Wangjin's voice suddenly sounded from above his head.

"Ah?" Yan Qing raised his face in disbelief, his noble eyes full of astonishment.

"I said eat first."

The man turned his face away and no longer met Yan Qing's gaze.

"What do you want to eat? Ask the kitchen to make it."

He didn't explicitly reject himself!

Realizing this, Yan Qing's hope was rekindled, and a complex emotion filled with joy surged into his heart once again.

"I...I don't know."

She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen and found her stomach was empty.

Every day that he was imprisoned in Yunjing Garden, Yan Qing never took good care of himself.

She became more and more sleepy, ate less and less, and never left the house, and later she even refused to get out of bed.

The lively and passionate life gradually turns pale and withered.

Otherwise, even if the car accident caused damage to her heart and lung function, she would not have fallen into a coma from crying too hard.

"I want some porridge."

After thinking for a few seconds, Yan Qing made his request clearly.

"I want white porridge."

"Um... Also, I want a dish of blanched choy sum, something lighter."

When Fu Wangjin heard her say that she wanted to drink porridge, he turned around and stared at Yan Qing with some surprise.

At this moment, his sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised, and a look of surprise flashed in his narrow eyes.

He couldn't believe his ears.

He could never guess what this woman was thinking, nor could he understand her preferences... When had she ever told him clearly what she wanted, as she did now?

Yan Qing seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile:

"Ajin, thank you very much."

Fu Wangjin was stunned for a moment.

"Cough cough."

Coming back to his senses, he coughed twice to cover up his recent gaffe.

"I'll have someone bring it up."

After all, it was Fu Wangjin's order, so the servants quickly brought the food.

Yan Qing took the spoon and took a sip, then frowned slightly and stuck out his tongue:

"So hot."

Glancing at Fu Wangjin standing beside her, she had an idea and wanted to order him around:

"A Jin, please help me blow it, it's too hot."

Hearing her say this, Fu Wangjin looked as if he had been struck by lightning, and his eyes seemed to be asking if you were sick——

Then he sat down quietly, holding the porridge bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other.

While blowing away the hot steam, stir the porridge evenly with a spoon so that it can be eaten faster.

Yan Qing suddenly heard him mumbling softly.

"Squeamish."

Somehow, Yan Qing felt that this word was particularly cute when it came out of his mouth.

"I'm just squeamish."

She couldn't help but giggle and stared at the man holding the porridge beside her.

"You're the one who made me so spoiled, right?"

When had Fu Wangjin ever seen her smile so vividly?

For a moment, the haze seemed to be dispelled by the sunshine, and warmth gradually filled my heart.

Unconsciously, he also curled up the corners of his lips.

"Okay, I'm used to it."

Fu Wangjin admitted it almost gently, then handed a spoonful of white porridge to Yan Qing's lips.

"Try it and see if it's still hot."

Yan Qing opened her mouth obediently, and the warm porridge went down her esophagus into her stomach, which seemed to warm her body. She gradually felt cozy and comfortable.

"eat more."

Fu Wangjin was very satisfied with her performance and patiently fed her spoonful by spoonful to her lips.

"Wait a minute, I want to eat some food!"

Yan Qing swallowed another mouthful of porridge and protested in a low voice.

"Okay." Fu Wangjin naturally put down the bowl of porridge, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of food for her.

Seeing her biting the cabbage heart almost hard, Fu Wangjin couldn't help but reach out and rub her head.

"Slow down, no one will compete with you."

He actually enjoyed Yan Qing's domination.

When only half a bowl of porridge was left and half of the blanched Chinese cabbage was eaten, Yan Qing let out a sigh of relief and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction:

"You're full."

"Eat some more." Fu Wangjin frowned, "It's too little."

"I really can't eat anymore."

Yan Qing still smiled and took his big hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.

"Feel it and see if you are full."

When Fu Wangjin's fingers touched the soft flesh, they became a little stiff.

"...Yeah." After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

"By the way, you must have missed dinner?"

Yan Qing looked at him with concern.

"Why not... just eat here. I'll keep you company."

As if he was not used to her concern, Fu Wangjin slightly opened his thin lips and said nothing.

After a while, he silently picked up the remaining porridge from Yan Qing, turned his back and started drinking it.

“I’ll just eat these.”

Yan Qing was a little confused.

It's strange, why does he have the habit of eating other people's leftovers?

Who dares to let Fu Wangjin eat leftovers?

Tired of living?

"you……"

Yan Qing wanted to say something but stopped.

Forget it, she swore to her conscience that she would never tell anyone about his little habit.

"that……"

Seeing Fu Wangjin put down the bowl and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his lips, Yan Qing asked cautiously,

"Would you like to go for a walk with me?"

This time, Fu Wangjin did not show any obvious resistance or vigilance, and even winked at her gently... but he still said nothing.

But Yan Qing was well prepared.

"Let's go out for a walk. You can hold my hand all the time. Let's bask in the sun together and smell the flowers... Also, I remember there is a pond of koi in Lake Light Park. Many people are feeding the koi by the lake. I want to go too. Can we go together?"

Fu Wangjin lowered his eyes imperceptibly.

The scene she described was indeed touching.

"Tomorrow, there will be an identical pond in Cloudview Gardens. Exactly as you remember it."

Yan Qing instantly felt a sense of powerlessness sweeping over his body, and his voice became a little weaker.

"Jin, please."

"I am a living person, not your pet, your canary, your plaything, your captive slave, your collection..."

As he spoke, Yan Qing actually found it difficult to breathe.

"Who gossiped in front of you?"

Fu Wangjin's face suddenly turned gloomy, and the aura that suddenly poured out from his body made people feel chilled.

“…Everyone thinks so, doesn’t they?”

Yan Qing lowered his head, but his voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

"If you don't like me anymore and don't come to see me... maybe no one will care if I die here."

Fu Wangjin hadn't realized yet that Yan Qing actually knew that he had come to see her secretly... His attention was all on the hidden meaning of her words.

"I don't want this."

Yan Qing didn't look at him, and continued talking to himself.

"I want to be your lover, your wife, your companion and support... not a canary that can be discarded at any time."

"I, Yan Qing, have never been that kind of person."