My wife is a soft and cute little crying bag

Fang Hai wanted to get up and chase after him, but he couldn't catch up at all, so he lay back on the hospital bed cursing.

His eyes darkened, he couldn't just let it go, absolutely not!

one--

He Xin sent Chen Yiyang to the hospital, and the doctor treated Chen Yiyang.

"Doctor, is it serious?" He Xin waited on the sidelines, and as soon as the doctor finished dealing with it, he couldn't wait to ask.

"The injury is not very serious, but the patient must pay attention to self-cultivation in the past few days, and the wound should not get wet." The doctor warned.

"Okay, thank you doctor!"

"Then do you need to be hospitalized?" He Xin asked again.

"It's not necessary, just cultivate yourself at home."

"Ok!"

After the doctor left, Chen Yiyang looked at He Xin and suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He Xin glared at Chen Yiyang.

"I'm laughing... In fact, it's cute that you care about people, not to mention caring about me this time."

"No matter what, you were hurt because of me." He Xin was a little embarrassed by what he said.

"But! You must not do this again next time. How can anyone see a knife and hit it like you? You are so stupid!"

"How can it be stupid to protect you? If I encounter such a situation next time, I will do it again. As long as the object of protection is you, I will do it." Chen Yiyang said gently.

He Xin suddenly kissed him on the mouth.

"Although I am very touched, don't do this next time. Only you know that you are worried about me. Do you think I am not worried about you?"

"When I saw him stabbing you with a knife, I was in a mess. My bottle was like when he went there, but I ran desperately. I didn't expect that the strength was not enough to make him survive."

"Don't worry! We won't have a next time. We won't encounter this kind of situation again." Chen Yiyang patted He Xin's head with a loving tone.

"I'll take you home."

"Row."

After arriving at the door of Chen Yiyang's house, "I'll take you here, go in by yourself." He Xin said uncomfortably, rubbing his nose.

"My parents are away on a business trip, and I'm the only one in my house." Chen Yiyang looked at his waist, and said in an aggrieved tone, "What do you think I can do with my appearance? Starved to death at home Is it? Or eat takeaway?"

"Then... that's fine." He Xin knew that Chen Yiyang wanted him to stay, "But let's make it clear in advance that I will leave when you recover from your injury."

Chen Yiyang smiled, but did not speak.

"Your house is quite tidy. I thought it would be messy if you were alone." He Xin glanced around Chen Yiyang's house. Although the house was not big, it was very cozy.

"Is that how you think about me? Do you think my house should be a mess? When did I give you the illusion that I don't like cleanliness?"

"Nor...not...I didn't mean that." He Xin felt that he couldn't explain.

"Chen Yiyang!" He Xin called out suddenly.

"Well, what's the matter?" Chen Yiyang looked at him suspiciously.

"I suddenly remembered that I don't know how to cook either."

Chen Yiyang: "..."

"It's better to eat takeaway."

"That's the only way. Why don't you eat porridge every day? I still know how to cook porridge. I'm afraid it won't be good for your wound recovery if you go outside."

"Drink porridge every... every day!" Chen Yiyang's rare stuttering was a bit unacceptable.

"Otherwise? But I will make porridge with many flavors, so that I can cook it for you with different flavors, so you won't feel tired."

"Isn't that also the taste of porridge?" Chen Yiyang said to himself.

"What did you say?" He Xin heard him muttering, but couldn't hear what he said clearly.

"It's nothing... just drink the porridge."

It doesn't matter what you say now, just leave the person behind first.

"Then you stay at home for a while, it's a bit late today, I'm going out to buy dinner now." He Xin looked at Chen Yiyang, and went to the door to put on his shoes.

"I'll go with you."

"How can it be done! You are still injured! Just rest at home."

Chen Yiyang had no choice but to leave it at that.

On the way to buy dinner, Ke Ai called He Xin, asked about Chen Yiyang's situation, said something casually, and hung up the phone.

When He Xin bought the dinner back, Chen Yiyang found that what He Xin bought for him was really porridge, and he had a mix of meat and vegetables, everything.

Chen Yiyang stared at the porridge in his hand: "..."

Core stuffed a mouthful of meat into his mouth: "Eat it! Why don't you eat it? Don't you have an appetite?"

"No... He Xin, all you bought me was white porridge. Looking at your own, I think I can't eat it."

He Xin couldn't be straight, and his anger was strong: "Who made you a patient? A patient should eat some light food. My dishes are too greasy and not suitable for you."

As he said that, He Xin stuffed another mouthful of rice and a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Chen Yiyang looked at the white rice porridge in his bowl, and then at the delicious food in front of He Xin, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

night--

Chen Yiyang was holding a bath towel in his hand, leaning against the door and looking at He Xin.

He Xin was inexplicably flustered by him: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Chen Yiyang pointed to the location of the bathroom, "I can't touch the water on my back, I need you to wipe it for me."

He Xin blushed immediately after hearing this, "Let's go... let's go! But I can only wipe your back?"

Chen Yiyang smiled, "It's not impossible to do it in other places."

"You think it's pretty."

After entering the bathroom, Chen Yiyang took off his clothes in front of He Xin without hesitation.

"Why didn't you say something when you took off your clothes?" He Xin hurriedly turned around, his ears blushing.