Are you sure you want to divorce me?

In fact, Han Yufeng really can't eat anything now, but he forced himself to eat, because the doctor said that if he can't eat any more, there is a high chance of completing the evolution from gastric ulcer to gastric cancer.Han Yufeng doesn't want to die young, that's not fun at all, besides, now he suddenly feels concerned, he wants to leave a generous shoulder for those around him to rely on, and shelter him from the wind and rain, and he doesn't want to fall down early.

So, he picked up the bowl containing the soup, mixed it with a spoon, and planned to put it in his mouth.But Wen Wenyao grabbed his wrist, "I'll feed you."

"why?"

"Oh! There's no reason! I just think you're weak. Lie down soon! I'll do it!" After speaking, he grabbed the bowl from Han Yufeng's hand, and stirred it gently in the soup with a spoon.

Although Han Yufeng didn't understand why, he still looked at him quietly, waiting to see how he would feed him.But what I didn't expect was that after Wen Wenyao scooped up a mouthful of soup, he didn't pass the spoon to Han Yufeng's mouth, but turned around and put it into his own mouth.

"!!!" Han Yufeng vaguely thought of a possibility, but he wasn't sure until he saw Wen Wenyao slowly leaning his head over.

Wen Wenyao mouthed timidly, and gave the soup to Han Yufeng.He was about to leave as soon as he touched it, but Han Yufeng suddenly reached out and took the bowl away, put it on the table, then hugged his waist, and deepened the kiss.

"You...uh..."

"Thank you." Han Yufeng shook Wen Wenyao, who had softened into a puddle of water, in his arms.

"Thank me for what?"

"It's very effective. Also, I like it very much." Han Yufeng knew at that time that Wen Wenyao was feeding him mouth to mouth in order to attract his attention.It was very effective. Not only did I swallow the soup, but I didn't even feel like vomiting until now.

"Huh, is this effective? Then let's continue." When he said this, his eyes were a little wandering, but he didn't dare to look at Han Yufeng.

Han Yufeng gave a low laugh, and turned his face, "Yeah."

As a result, Wen Wenyao's face turned completely red.

"very nice."

"what?"

"You look beautiful when you blush."

"!!!" Wen Wenyao's eyes widened immediately, and he couldn't believe that he was molested by this person in front of him again!What shit strategy? !Never trust it again!

How many times have I teased Han Yufeng overtly and secretly? !They were all teased back by him calmly!Still had the upper hand!

How could this person's face be thicker than a copper wall?I really want to pinch to see what it is like.Thinking of this, Wen Wenyao immediately used both hands, pulling Han Yufeng's face left and right, and whispered while pulling, but people couldn't hear what he was saying.

Han Yufeng was a little surprised by his series of actions, but he didn't interrupt, but just watched his actions with doting eyes.

"Have enough trouble?"

"Ok?"

"The soup is cold."

"Ah?" Wen Wenyao realized after hearing this, and quickly let go of his hand to touch the edge of the bowl, only to find that it was really cold.

"Ah! What should I do? Let me heat it up!"

"No need, it's not too cold, let's make do with it."

"All right?" Wen Wenyao's eyeballs were about to pop out again, "You said 'All right' to me? After 'All right' for a while, it will be uncomfortable again. Then you won't be the one who suffers?"

"Okay, sorry to bother you. The microwave is outside. But will you heat it?"

Wen Wenyao immediately became unconvinced, "Are you looking down on the young master or something? Anyway, the young master also left home and stayed abroad for a while!"

"But how did I hear your dad say that he even assigned you two nannies?"

"When did you and my dad communicate about this? Don't you all talk about business?"

"Business needs to be discussed, but my wife's growth process can't be missed. I also got a treasure from my mother, do you want to see it?"

"Treasure?" Wen Wenyao's suspicious eyes fell on Han Yufeng's face, "What treasure?"

He suddenly had a bad premonition, and thought, could it be that his mother took out the bracelet she was going to give to his future wife?

Yaoshou!People will die laughing like this!It's hard for Han Yufeng to keep his face for so long!

Wen Wenyao suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he stammered and said, "That...no matter what my mother gives you, don't take it seriously."

"Really what?" This is really interesting, I just said it casually, Wen Wenyao is so guilty, is there something I don't know?

"No...it's nothing! I'll get you some hot soup!" After speaking, Wen Wenyao hurriedly picked up the soup and left.

Han Yufeng couldn't help sighing again. In this way, he didn't eat anything, and the delicate organs in his body had already started to rebel.He had been trying to joke with Wen Wenyao and tease him just now, but as soon as Wen Wenyao left, the smile on his face disappeared immediately and was replaced by pain.He slowly lay sideways on the bed, reached out to pull the drawer of the bedside table, took out a white medicine bottle, unscrewed the cap, took a rough look at it without counting a few pills, poured it into his mouth, and swallowed dryly. There is no need to drink water.

After taking the medicine, he then took a pillow, pressed it hard against his abdomen, and closed his eyes to endure the wave of pain.But unexpectedly, not long after closing his eyes, he heard a "bang" from outside, which made his heart beat irregularly in fright.

He struggled to sit up from the bed, wanting to ask "what's the matter", but at this moment, how could he shout out?Fortunately, the medicine he had just taken played its role. He gathered up some strength and slowly moved his feet out of the bed, intending to go and have a look.But before he put on his shoes, Wen Wenyao hurried in.

"Ah, Ah Feng! The microwave oven exploded!"

"Why did it explode?" In fact, Han Yufeng was relieved, because he was fine.But how did Wen Wenyao use the simplest microwave oven to blow it up?

"No, no, it just made a loud sound suddenly, which startled me, and then it couldn't work."

"Did you just put the bowl in there?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Isn't it all like this?"

"The material of that bowl is not suitable for heating in a microwave oven. You should use its special bowl and put it next to it."

"Ah? Then why didn't you say it earlier..."

Han Yufeng smiled helplessly, "You run faster than a rabbit, who should I tell?"

"..." Wen Wenyao was a little embarrassed, and asked in a whisper, "Then what should we do now..."

"Call Ding Xiaosu and let him handle it."

"it is good!"