after divorce

Rong Le has always thought that he is not a meddling person, at least in his life, as long as it has nothing to do with him, he will mostly put on a cold attitude that has nothing to do with him, and will do it intentionally Draw boundaries with others.

But ever since he met Lu Zhaohan, he felt that he had become more and more nosy.

Just like now, after learning from Wen Jia that Lu Zhaohan suffered from a fever again, Rong Le left the company without even thinking about it, and then went to the pharmacy to buy antipyretics - he knew that Lu Zhaohan's common sense in life was very strange , There is no concept of taking medicine when you are sick.

Then, without hesitation, he took the medicine and drove to the high-end community where Lu Zhaohan lives now.

Later, when he was standing in front of the door of Lu Zhaohan's residence with the medicine in his hand, he realized that he was careless and wishful thinking to meddle in Lu Zhaohan's business.

But the person is already standing here, if he just turned around and left like this, Rong Le felt that his conscience would be offended, so he had no choice but to persuade himself in his heart not to have the same knowledge as the patient, and then rang the doorbell.

After patiently pressing the doorbell several times and finding no response, Rong Le's face changed slightly, and his heart suddenly became agitated. He was afraid that Lu Zhaohan would have a fever to the point of passing out, so he couldn't help but began to speed up the frequency of his fingers. He rang the doorbell several times.

After a while, Rong Le saw that the door was opened, and then Lu Zhaohan, who was obviously pale, appeared in his sight directly in his pajamas.

"This face is really ugly." Seeing this, Rong Le couldn't help but complained on the spot.

Faced with Rong Le's unceremonious complaints, Lu Zhaohan, who was sick and uncomfortable, didn't mind at all, but raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Why are you here?"

"Of course I came here specially to see if you're still alive." When Rong Le said this, he didn't forget to quickly stuff the antipyretic medicine he was holding into Lu Zhaohan's hand.

"Hurry up and come in first... I feel so cold standing here." Lu Zhaohan, who couldn't help but shudder, stretched out his hand and dragged Rongle into the room as he said this, and then quickly moved the room The door was closed.

"Hurry up and take antipyretics!" When Rong Le's arm was grabbed by Lu Zhaohan, he immediately felt the abnormal heat coming from Lu Zhaohan's palm, and immediately realized that the man in front of him had a serious fever this time.

"I can't take medicine now...my stomach can't take it." Lu Zhaohan said this with a pitiful look, "I haven't taken anything since last night..."

"You...!" Rong Le was really going to be speechless by this man with low self-care ability, and then he gave orders directly without politeness, "Then go to bed and lie down now! I'll cook some porridge for you you drink!"

At this time, Lu Zhaohan was always very obedient, and after he responded, he returned to the bedroom very cooperatively.

Looking at Lu Zhaohan's back with weak footsteps, Rong Le sighed in his heart, "He is indeed a man who can't make people worry", and then went to the kitchen to cook some rice porridge for Lu Zhaohan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Rong Le walked into the kitchen, he found that the kitchen was basically empty and there was no breath of life at all. This also means that since Lu Zhaohan divorced him and lived here, he has not cooked at home. Have something to eat.

Regardless of complaining about what kind of life Lu Zhaohan is living, the speechless Rong Le quickly took out her mobile phone and decisively placed an order on the same city shopping platform to buy some kitchen utensils and ingredients, and Leave a message asking them to send it urgently.

Then while waiting for the merchant to deliver the goods to the door, Rong Le, who couldn't help but feel worried, walked into the master bedroom, and after seeing that Lu Zhaohan seemed to have fallen asleep, he walked directly to the side of the bed, and then reached out to touch it Touch Lu Zhaohan's forehead.

After feeling the hot temperature from Lu Zhaohan's forehead, Rong Le's brows frowned even tighter.

And after a while, Rongle noticed that Lu Zhaohan, who had his eyes closed tightly, was trembling slightly with pain on his face, which made him dare not delay. First, he turned on the heating in the room to a higher temperature, and then hurriedly I want to find another quilt for Lu Zhaohan.

But after he searched almost the whole house, he couldn't find another quilt at all.

This made Rong Le have to realize that when Lu Zhaohan lived here, he didn't think much about his living conditions at all.

Going back to the master bedroom, seeing Lu Zhaohan lying on the bed was still shivering with cold all over, Rong Le couldn't bear it and didn't think about anything else, so he did the same behavior as before without hesitation, that is, taking off After taking off his coat, he just climbed into bed and got into the bed, and then hugged Lu Zhaohan into his arms.

After feeling the warmth of Rong Le's body, Lu Zhaohan, who finally felt better, instinctively got into Rong Le's arms with his eyes closed, and said in a satisfied tone, "Le Le really is as warm as ever..."

"You're not asleep?" Rong Le couldn't help showing a look of embarrassment when he heard what Lu Zhaohan said.

"Well... now my body is in dire straits, and I can't sleep because of the pain..." Lu Zhaohan didn't open his eyes, so he didn't see Rong Le's expression, "I thought... this time it's the same as usual You'll be fine after a good night's sleep... I didn't expect it to become so serious..."

"You're overtired and you've caught a cold." Rong Le's words hit the truth, "If you want me to say, you're doing it yourself."

"What you said is really merciless..." Lu Zhaohan frowned and sighed softly, "But what you said is right... I really did it on my own."

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhaohan, who has always been only sophistry about the fact of his illness, would admit it so honestly. Rong Le, who couldn't help but tighten his arms, couldn't help showing a very surprised reaction: "Lu Zhaohan, are you really okay?" This man Could it be that you burned your brain? !

"Of course it's okay... Do you think I'm going to burn out my brain?" Lu Zhaohan finally opened his eyes as if he had seen through Rongle's thoughts, "But why did you come here?"

After being questioned so feebly by Lu Zhaohan, Rong Le, who still maintained the posture of hugging Lu Zhaohan tightly, remembered the purpose of coming here, and replied directly without beating around the bush: "I just came here to ask you, replace What happened to Xin Yelin?"

Seeing Rong Le, who was close at hand, express such doubts, Lu Zhaohan paused for a moment before sighing deeply, his tone was full of regret: "It's because he is too ignorant, I can't blame others..."

"What's going on?" Rong Le asked puzzledly, "Don't you like him very much? In order to lure him to Risa, you also spent a lot of effort, right?"

Hearing Rongle's continuous questions, Lu Zhaohan first stretched out his hand and hugged Rongle who was lying next to him, and then buried his face in Rongle's chest, he replied in a muffled voice: "Why do you always Like to hide things in your heart...? Even if you are bullied...do you still want to hide it from me?"

When Rong Le heard what Lu Zhaohan said, she immediately understood that Lu Zhaohan had already known about Xin Yelin instigating those models to exclude him.

The atmosphere became a little stiff at this moment, Rong Le couldn't help being silent for a while, and then tentatively responded: "Even if I tell you, so what? Don't forget that we are divorced, and now we will hug each other like this." Together, I'm just sympathizing with you for being sick—"

As a result, before he finished speaking, Lu Zhaohan who suddenly moved his head kissed him accurately.

After realizing that her lips and tongue were occupied by the man in front of her, Rong Le habitually wanted to protest, but without making a sound, Lu Zhaohan invaded her mouth and entangled her tightly.

Under such a close distance between the four lips, Rong Le could clearly feel the hot breath that Lu Zhaohan breathed out due to the fever, which made him unable to help but have the illusion that he also had a fever, together with his head and The body is getting hot.

In fact, Rong Le has always had no resistance to Lu Zhaohan's kisses. It should be said that he likes the feeling of kissing Lu Zhaohan very much.

So when Lu Zhaohan was so domineering and desperate to kiss him, he suddenly became confused and let Lu Zhaohan press on his body to do whatever he wanted without any resistance at all.

If it didn't happen at this time that the doorbell suddenly remembered and made Rong Le wake up in a jerk, maybe he would have been half pushed and half pushed by Lu Zhaohan to get his way.

Immediately afterwards, she realized that the ones who rang the doorbell were those delivery men who delivered goods to the door. Rong Le, whose face was a little flushed, didn't say anything else, and just stretched out her hand vigorously to push Lu Zhaohan away.

And because Lu Zhaohan was in a state of fatigue during his illness, Rong Le stretched out his hand so mercilessly, and fell to the side powerlessly on the spot, showing an even more uncomfortable expression.

"You, don't push yourself!" Rong Le, who hurriedly got out of bed and put on clothes, saw Lu Zhaohan's appearance, and warned again, "Otherwise, I won't cook porridge for you!"

Seeing Rong Le wearing a coat in such a panic with such a serious face, Lu Zhaohan, who was still lying on the bed, was taken aback for a moment before he couldn't hold back a soft laugh: "I want to eat shallot egg porridge... by the way , without chives."

"Don't take it for granted and start ordering!" Seeing that the man started acting coquettishly again, Rong Le snorted angrily, "Also, I told you so long ago , if you don’t add chives, then it’s not called chive egg drop porridge!”

He really couldn't understand why his ex-husband was thicker than the city wall? !

The author has something to say: ———Chat time———

Rong Le: By the way, your body is so easy to get sick. Is this the heroine script of some bloody romantic drama?

Lu Zhaohan: I inherited my mother's physical condition, and she is the one who actually took the script of the heroine.

Rong Le: ...