I'm so fragrant after my fiancee fell off the horse

Jiang Yan suffered from hypoglycemia due to long-term irregular diet and unbalanced nutrition. It is a relatively mild case, but because of coma, he cannot take oral medicine and can only supplement glucose intravenously.

After a series of examinations, Jiang Yan had no problems except hypoglycemia and severe lack of sleep. The main reason for not waking up was excessive physical exhaustion.

"Have you handed over the money?" Seeing Hang Xiangshu walking out of the ward with the list, He Chen stood up and went forward, "Let me take a look."

"Well." Hang nodded to the book and handed it over.

Hechen took a pen, brushed it twice, wrote "Hang Xiangwei"'s phone number, raised his head and said, "Leave your phone number, so that he can pay back the money when the time comes."

Hang Xiangshu was taken aback.

"Go and eat quickly, you still have a lot of work in the afternoon, don't you? Don't worry about this guy's cheating, I'll wait for him to wake up here, and don't worry about his cheating. The bill is clear, and there is your phone number." He Chen Shaking the list in his hand, he smiled slightly, "So, you don't have to wait here."

"Hey, go back to eat quickly, the negative example of not eating on time is lying here." He Chen's voice is low and gentle, with obvious pampering, "Eat on time and reward me with a new dessert I made myself in the evening."

"What are you doing? Coaxing the children." As if afraid of being sucked into the depths by the gentle vortex in Hechen's eyes, Hang Xiangshu hurriedly drew his attention, looked down at the person on the bed, and whispered, "Who likes to eat dessert every day."

He Chen chuckled, urging Hang Xiangshu to go to class quickly: "It's only 01:30, and I still have time to eat. I've already ordered a meal at the restaurant downstairs, and now it's time for your portion. If you don't go, it will be a waste It's a mess."

"The meal number and proof of picking up the meal have been sent to you, please check on WeChat." After speaking, He Chen opened the door for Hang Xiangshu.

Chu Hechen's gentleness is too bewitching.Hang Xiangshu exhaled secretly, but couldn't hide the throbbing in his heart.

The medicine was also paid, and the phone was left behind.Hang Xiangshu looked away from the list in Hechen's hand: "Then I'm leaving." If it wasn't for the existence of the system that was so against the sky, he would have suspected that Chu Hechen had heard their conversation, and even helped him opportunistically.

"Well, let's go."

"Wait a minute, I forgot something." Hang Xiangshu suddenly remembered something, turned around and lifted the dessert box from the small table, "Take it away."

He Chen's smile froze instantly.To finish, with Hang Xiangshu's mouth, you can definitely taste that this is not new.And in order to keep it fresh, he specially put it in the uncle's refrigerator all morning... I don't know if the coolness has dissipated.

"Well, why don't you stop eating dessert at noon? I'll make you a new one tonight." He Chen probed in a low voice, "This one hasn't been fresh for a while, so just leave it to this hypoglycemic guy."

"Then I'll take one." Considering that he can't take it to school and time is limited, Hang Xiangshu thought for a second, put down the box and took out a small package of Napoleon, "Let's go."

"..." He Chen could only silently watch Hang Xiangshu take one away.

Hang Xiangshu found his uncooked portion from the noodle shop, turned around the small dessert in his hand, and removed it casually.

As soon as the dessert entered, Hang Xiangshu immediately noticed the problem.Although the taste is still not bad, you can taste the coolness of the sandwich when you bite through the two layers of egg tart skin, and, based on his years of experience, he can easily taste that it is an overnight product.

Hang Xiangshu lightly pressed the end of his eyebrows, and his chewing movements slowed down. Thinking of Chu Hechen's move to keep all the desserts before going downstairs, Hang Xiangshu couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Give him afternoon tea? Hmph, I'm afraid I don't know who I want to give it to." Hang Xiangshu squinted at the dessert in his hand, suddenly thought of something, and frowned, "Isn't this guy with the hero..."

He said that he didn't know him but knew that the male protagonist had low blood sugar, and immediately took out the sugar water after the male protagonist fainted. He never took the initiative to come to Gu's to find him, but he came to deliver desserts today... Hang Xiangshu pursed his lips slightly, Looking at Napoleon in his hand, he lost his appetite horizontally and vertically.

"Number 29! The noodles on the 29th are ready!" Just as they were on the table, Hang Xiangshu simply put the dessert back into the box.

Hechen still doesn't know that Hang Xiangshu has made up a lot of his Jiang Yan's brain, and is fooling Jiang Yan who just woke up.

"It's my wife's phone number," He Chen put the list on the bedside, "but I don't like strange men often looking for my wife, so let's add WeChat."

As He Chen spoke, he took out the QR code and pulled out a hypocritical smirk: "Is it possible?"

Jiang Yan digested what Hechen said, and silently took out his mobile phone to scan the code: "Thank you, I will trouble you."

"You're welcome," thinking that the male protagonist will go to Gu's to apply for a job in the future, He Chen had a faint plan to kill two birds with one stone, his hypocritical smile faded away, showing a faint friendliness, "Then I'll go first, contact me on WeChat if I have anything to do."

Looking at He Chen's back, Jiang Yan touched the quilt a little uneasy.

Hechen had no class in the afternoon, so after reading for a while, guessing when Hang Xiangshu was out of school, he took out his textbooks and taught himself a new pastry—colorful cupcakes.

The first time I practiced, I was worried that the cream would not mix well, and Hechen divided the five flavors into one.

He·Comparable to Machine·Dust succeeded again.

It tastes good after tasting, pink strawberry flavor, brown chocolate flavor, light green matcha flavor, light yellow egg yolk flavor, and simple white cream.

Not sure if it is possible to make color-mixed ones, He Chen honestly stopped, and was going to wait until he had learned from the teacher before doing it.

I secretly set aside a few and hid them as homework before I started placing them on the small table in the living room.

When Hang Xiangshu came back, He Chen was just arranging the dishes. As soon as he entered the door, he saw someone with his buttocks in his apron seriously arranging the dishes, and the strange emotions he had been holding all afternoon dissipated in an instant.

"What are you doing?" Hang Xiangshu walked over pretending not to care.

"Wait, set it up right away!" He Chen stood sideways and put the last piece of fruit on the table, stood up and moved out of the way, "You've worked hard, and the agreed upon reward."

Looking at the colorful dishes on the table, Hang Xiangshu deliberately lowered the corners of his mouth, pretending not to be very happy, and said, "Do so much?"

"Because..." Hechen walked around behind the coffee table and looked directly at Hang Xiangshu, "I still want to apologize."

As Hechen said, he flicked lightly on top of a big and round pudding, and spread the pudding that was healed with spiritual power.

Suddenly, as if by magic, the pudding opened like a lotus flower, revealing two vivid villains inside, one bowed his head and grabbed the corner of the other villain's clothes to admit his mistake, and the other proudly looked at the side with his small face raised.

"What are you apologizing for?" Hang Xiangshu lowered his eyelashes and raised them slightly, as if he didn't care.

"The dessert at noon is from yesterday." He Chen touched the back of his ear guiltyly.

Hang Xiangshu said lightly.

"Also, I wanted to discuss things with you at noon." He Chen still didn't mention the system. "I want to start a business in advance, but I lack funds, so I want to borrow from you."

Starting a business in advance can not only raise a daughter-in-law independently as soon as possible, but also prevent the birth of a rival in love, and even help Hang Xiangshu.

According to the plot, the male protagonist will definitely enter the Gu clan. Once the male protagonist enters the Gu clan, Hang Xiangshu will appear as "Hang Xiangwei", which will affect Hang Xiangshu's homework, and he will not be happy watching it.

So he planned to forcibly borrow someone after Jiang Yan became the secretary of "Hang Xiangwei".In the early days of the company's establishment, it was normal for him to need manpower. What's more, the talent of the male protagonist is beyond doubt, and it would be a pity not to shine in the professional field.

It can not only prevent the birth of a rival in love, but also reduce the burden on the daughter-in-law, and also use the male lead to create income for the family's foundation, which is more than killing two birds with one stone.

Hechen's careful thought lasted only a moment.

"Entrepreneurship? Yes." Hang Xiangshu's smile faded, and he glanced at the desserts on the table, "I said, just say what you need, don't be so polite."

He Chen keenly felt that Hang Xiangshu's mood was not as good as before, caught his eyes looking at the dessert, and made a faint guess.

Restraining the joy that emerged from the bottom of his heart, Hechen said sincerely: "I don't have any utilitarian intentions in making desserts for you, just to see what you like. As for suddenly wanting to start a business... I hope to have the capital to pursue someone with my own efforts earlier .”

After the system disappears, Hang Xiangshu will definitely resume his status as a boy, their marriage contract will also be voided, and the two will return to an ordinary relationship that is not even a couple.

And... even though the law stipulates that same-sex marriage is now available, the new marriage law has been promulgated for less than 20 years, and there are still many people who do not support it. He wants to pursue Hang Xiangshu, but he does not have enough ability to even pass the test of the second elder of the Hang family.

When it comes to the person he likes, Hechen's eyes are as bright as stars, and Hang Xiangshu is caught in them for a moment, and he is a little stunned.

It wasn't until He Bao rubbed against his trouser legs that Hang Xiangshu came back to his senses: "Cough, this is very good."

The road to chasing a wife is long, who makes the person he likes unresponsive.He Chen sighed secretly.

"Aunt Wang hasn't cooked yet, I don't know if you've had enough for lunch, let's eat a pad first." He Chen picked up the chassis.

After Hang Xiangshu picked up one, He Chen looked at him, then turned and went upstairs: "The clothes are stained with cream, I'll go up and change."

"Woo, woof." He Bao followed Hechen into the bedroom, saw Hechen took off his shirt, and immediately went to pick up Hechen's home clothes.

He Bao sleeps in Hechen's bedroom at night. Although he has only been here for a few days, he has already figured out the rules of Hechen's changing clothes. He will change into home clothes when he takes off his clothes at night, so He Bao thinks that He Chen is going to change into home clothes.

After taking off his shirt, He Chen saw He Bao sitting at his feet, tilting his head and holding home clothes in his dangling eyes, waiting for praise with bright eyes.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the dog's head, He Chen just wanted to say that he didn't change his home clothes yet, but he paused when he got to the point of his mouth, evoking a smile of unknown meaning, and replaced it with spiritual power to communicate: "Be good and Bao, put the clothes on." Take it downstairs and give it to Ma Ma."

"Woo!" After being massaged twice by Hechen's spiritual tentacles, Hebao happily went downstairs with his clothes in his mouth and his tail flicking.

Hechen left a gap in the door and quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Downstairs, He Bao dangled his clothes at Hang Xiangshu's feet, wagging his tail and waiting for Hang Xiangshu to take over.

Hang Xiangshu saw at a glance that He Chen's clothes were in He Bao's mouth. Thinking of He Chen saying that he went upstairs to change clothes, he immediately thought He Bao was naughty, so he took it and touched the dog's head: "In the future, you can't just pick up clothes. .”

The clothes were taken away, and He Bao spread his paws and swished upstairs again, worried that it would be indiscriminate again, so Hang Xiangshu hurriedly took Hechen's clothes and went upstairs.

Seeing that He Bao didn't run to the bedroom, Hang Xiangshu breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the clothes in his hand, and walked towards Hechen's bedroom.

There was a gap, the door was not closed, Hang Xiangshu knocked three times, and paused for two seconds before reaching out to push.

And at this moment, the door just opened.

The palm is pressed on a slightly raised skin, there is moisture and heat, and you can feel its firmness and elasticity.Hang Xiangshu's force in pushing the door turned into force against the skin, and the touch became clearer after light pressure.

He stared blankly at the drops of water slipping from the side of his neck in front of him, across his heaving chest, and into the bottom of his palm.Shrinking his fingers reflexively, he saw the man's eight-pack abs that had just taken shape along the water drops.

A warm palm covered the back of his hand and pressed it twice, releasing it before he could react.

"Is the hand feel satisfactory?" Hechen chuckled hoarsely, with a calm face on the surface, but a wry smile in his heart, as if he had shot himself in the foot with a stone - the temptation was not enough, but his mind was twisted first.

As soon as Hechen spoke, his chest vibrated slightly, and Hang Xiangshu quickly stopped his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and the tips of his ears turned red suspiciously.

The residual touch of his fingertips and the body in front of him all made his mouth dry for no reason.

"Your clothes." Hang Xiangshu avoided Hechen's eyes, stuffed the clothes, turned around and left, but there was a trace of panic in his footsteps.

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