Married first and then fell in love

"You go out and have a rest. The meal is ready. I'll call you." Han Qi was a little embarrassed by Cheng Mu's gaze, and pushed him out of the kitchen with his hands, then closed the door.

"Yeah." Cheng Mu responded, went to the living room and lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, when the phone vibrated.

Received a text message, which was the echo of the text message in the morning, and it was sent by his mother.

Go to the hospital for an examination.

The text message interface shows that he sent it at 10:34 am, and received a reply at 7:46 pm, so many hours in between.

If you really care, you should at least give me a call.

Cheng Mu felt a little tired, fell asleep on the sofa, and dropped his mobile phone on the ground. Han Qi just put the fried chicken nuggets into the casserole, turned on the fire, let it simmer slowly, and came out of the kitchen by himself. tone.

He saw that there were hospital films and medicines on the coffee table, Cheng Mu was sleeping on the sofa, the bruise on his chin was obvious, and he looked very decadent.

Han Qi has never seen Cheng Mu's appearance like this. Cheng Mu has always been meticulous and elite, as if he never knows what tiredness is.

Han Qi went to the living room to turn on the air conditioner, adjusted it to a suitable temperature, went upstairs and went back to his room to get an air conditioner and covered it for Cheng Mu.

It was said on the Internet that the chicken soup had to be boiled for three or four hours. Han Qi felt bored, so he sat on the other side of the sofa, turned on the TV, turned the volume down to the minimum, and started watching a bitter drama.

Han Qi used to think that he was a person with extraordinary destiny, and he would do big things in the future. He couldn't watch these romantic dramas, but every time he went home, Aunt Wang would watch them. He was curious once and sat down to watch them together. , who knew it would be so out of hand.

After coming to Cheng Mu's place, he didn't watch much TV anymore, he had missed about ten episodes, and now he didn't have to attend classes, so he could finish it all at once.

Han Qi looked at it and felt a little hungry. He found some snacks from under the coffee table, opened the package and took a bite. He felt that the taste was very greasy. Could it be caused by touching the greasy chicken nuggets just now?Han Qi found a pack of snacks with a little bit of spicy flavor and ate them.

When Cheng Mu woke up, he opened his eyes and saw Han Qi sitting on the other side of his feet watching a TV series. The TV series was silent. There were several bags of snacks piled up beside the sofa, and the crumbs of the snacks were scattered everywhere on the sofa.

Cheng Mu lifted the quilt and sat up, only to realize that the quilt was not his, but the air-conditioning quilt with the little yellow duck printed on it, which was obviously someone's style.

Han Qi watched intently. When he saw the heroine slapping the scumbag in the face, he finally let out the breath he had been holding back for the heroine before, not to mention how relieved he was.

At this time, Cheng Mu smelled a smell of paste coming from the kitchen. Thinking of something, he quickly asked Han Qi: "Your soup is not ready yet?"

Han Qi was biting the beef jerky when he suddenly heard someone talking, which startled him. The beef jerky in his mouth was frightened away. After he realized it, he remembered Cheng Mu's question.

chicken soup!chicken soup!chicken soup!

Han Qi put down the snacks in a panic, and ran to the kitchen without even thinking about putting on his shoes. Han Qi was so panicked that he lifted the lid of the casserole to see how the chicken soup was. There was no doubt that Han Qi was scalded. The finger that touched the lid of the casserole was hot red, and blisters formed quickly.

Cheng Mu followed and approached the kitchen, seeing Han Qi holding his right hand and blowing on his fingers non-stop, Cheng Mu walked over and turned off the fire, the chicken soup was boiled dry, and the chicken nuggets at the bottom of the pot were already mushy, Cheng Mu He took Han Qi's hand, pulled him to the sink, turned on the cold water, and asked him to wash his burned fingers under the cold water.

"I'm sorry." Han Qi lowered his head and stared at the floor tiles in the kitchen. He didn't dare to look at Cheng Mu. He always couldn't do anything well. He didn't close the door when he went out to buy medicine, which caused Cheng Mu to lose so many things. He wanted to apologize. A chicken soup, and boiled the soup.

"Thank you, I have received your wish." Cheng Mu reached out and touched the dejected Han Qi, he knew that Han Qi didn't mean it. "Let's go, I'll help you pick out the blisters and give you medicine."

Han Qi lowered his head and followed behind Cheng Mu. Cheng Mu asked him to sit on the sofa. He went to find needles, alcohol, and scald medicine. He squatted in front of Han Qi, disinfected the burn with alcohol, disinfected the needle, and pressed Holding Han Qi's hand, he reminded before placing the needle: "It may hurt, so bear with it."

Han Qi opened his eyes wide, a little scared, but Cheng Mu did it for his own good. Han Qi nodded and turned his head away.

Cheng Mu used the tip of a needle to break the blisters, cleaned them up, and applied the medicine. While applying the medicine, he saw that Han Qi's arm was also red and swollen, so he applied the medicine carefully.

"Okay." Cheng Mu applied the medicine on him, packed his things, and went to the kitchen. He turned over the chicken nuggets with a spatula, picked up the paste from the bottom, picked them up with chopsticks, and threw the rest into the trash can. Mix it with hot water and continue to boil it. Taking advantage of this gap, Cheng Mu cleaned up the kitchen inside and out with a handkerchief, and fried some vegetables by the way.

An hour later, dinner was served, and Cheng Mu brought out the soup and dishes, and asked Han Qi to eat.

Han Qi felt strange, why he still felt so hungry that his chest stuck to his back even though he had eaten so many snacks. Could it be that he was hungry so fast because of the work he had done?

"Eat." Cheng Mu handed him the bowl.

Han Qi took over the bowl, scooped up a bowl of chicken soup, and was about to try his handicrafts. After taking a sip, he felt that the chicken soup tasted a bit bland, not as good as the one in the hotel, and also felt a little nauseous for some reason.

Panicked by hunger, Han Qi suppressed the urge to vomit, picked a few chopsticks and vegetables to serve, and after eating a small bowl of rice, he drank another bowl of chicken soup. The chicken soup in the bowl had just bottomed out, and Han Qi suddenly felt a pang in his stomach. He swelled up, extremely uncomfortable.

"Ugh..." Han Qi covered his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and hurried to the bathroom. He vomited as soon as he reached the toilet. He vomited up all the food and snacks. After vomiting, he felt uncomfortable. He slumped directly on the bathroom floor, giving himself comfort with his hands.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Mu came in and saw that Han Qi had lost all energy from vomiting, and wanted to pull him up, but before Han Qi stood up, he turned around and hugged the toilet and began to vomit. I spit it all out, and all I spit out is saliva.

"Go to the hospital?" Han Qi gave Han Qi a handkerchief, asked him to wipe it off, and handed him a glass of water to rinse his mouth.

"Don't go to the hospital." Han Qi didn't want to go to the hospital. He had to check here and there, and sometimes he had to draw blood, which was painful.

"It's better, I'll help you to lie down for a while." Cheng Mu came over and walked directly to the living room with the support.

Han Qi curled up on the sofa, hugging the air-conditioning quilt he took down, feeling a little uncomfortable in his throat and stomach, and dared not speak, for fear that he would feel like vomiting again.

Cheng Mu went to find a hot water bottle, filled it with hot water and wrapped it in a towel. It felt just right to the touch, so he asked Han Qi to put it on his stomach.

"I'm going to clean up. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable. I'll let Jason come over." Cheng Mu asked him.

Han Qi kept his mouth shut and nodded to show that he understood. He watched Cheng Mu clean up the dishes, took them into the kitchen and began to clear the table.

Han Qi fell asleep after looking at it, and he didn't know how to return to the room. He knew that when he woke up the next day, he was in his bedroom.

When he went downstairs, there was breakfast on the dining table, Cheng Mu had already gone to work, and there was a note left on the table when he approached.

Remember to call me if you feel uncomfortable.

Han Qi felt warm in his heart. Cheng Mufei didn't blame him, but cared about him so much. Han Qi carefully folded the note and put it in his book.

While eating, Han Qi was thinking that Cheng Mu is actually not bad, but sometimes his mouth is a bit poisonous, but his heart is still good.

Han Qi doesn't want to take revenge on Cheng Mu anymore, and Cheng Mu didn't treat him like that on purpose at the beginning, the revenge plan should be over, and he should go to tell his mother about not getting married earlier.

He can be good friends with Cheng Mu.

But I still have to wait for Cheng Mu's injury to recover before going to tell his mother that Cheng Mu's injury is also his own responsibility this time. He should take care of others and go home after they recover.

Thinking about it this way, Han Qi has been extraordinarily obedient during this period of time, and he doesn't play petty temper at all. When Cheng Mu comes back from get off work, he can still see the young master putting out the hotel's food on the plate, and consciously put the dishes and chopsticks away after eating. Put it in the dishwasher.

Every time Cheng Mu took the medicine, Han Qi would wait aside with a glass of water and sugar in his hand, and when Cheng Mu finished taking the medicine, he would hand him a sugar to suppress the bitter taste of the medicine.

For more than half a month, Cheng Mu's injury has almost healed, but he still deliberately pretended that it was not healed, because Han Qi is so obedient and cute, he will cheer you up whatever you say, he will do everything, and he will not talk back, like A little follower followed behind you, caring about your injury and whether it hurts, and would give you a candy from time to time.

He finally realized why Aunt Han doted on Han Qi so much, because when he was obedient, it was really impossible not to like him.

"Cheng Mu, the weather forecast says it will rain today, take your umbrella with you." Han Qi ran over wearing rabbit slippers, holding an umbrella in his hand, and stuffed it into Cheng Mu's hand involuntarily.

Cheng Mu was dressed in a suit and carried a briefcase in his hand. He was very serious, if you didn't look at the floral umbrella in his hand.

He always drives there, drives back, and the car is parked in the garage again, so it won't get wet at all. He is in charge of a company, so he doesn't know how to order someone to buy an umbrella?But he took it anyway.It's because he likes Han Qi's thoughts about him very much, which is full of concern.

At noon for lunch, Cheng Mu's phone rang on time, and he answered it.

"Hey, Cheng Mu, you have to remember to eat lunch, and remember to take medicine after eating. I will check your medicine box when I come back." Han Qi urged.

"Okay." Cheng Mu agreed.

Cheng Mu put down his work and asked the secretary to bring in food. The secretary was still surprised at how the boss ate lunch on time. In the past, he always ate when he finished his work.

The secretary left after lunch.

While eating, Cheng Mu looked outside the building, where there were many tall buildings and heavy traffic.

Han Qi, if this is the case, is it good for us to live a lifetime? At least now I am looking forward to the future life.

The author has something to say: Han Qi: I am not getting married anymore, I want to be friends with Cheng Mu.

Cheng Mu: I don't want to be your friend, I want to be your boyfriend!