after being falsely accused

"Bitter..." Wen Huan wrinkled his small face, and immediately realized that it was the traditional Chinese medicine porridge prescribed by the old Chinese doctor the day before yesterday.

Zhao Xiuxuan hurriedly took out the little peach fruit that he had prepared in advance, "Huanhuan eat porridge, and then eat a little peach fruit."

Zhao Xiuxuan, who cooked the medicinal porridge himself, tasted a bit, and although he knew it was very bitter, he decided to give this Chinese herbal porridge to his Huanhuan, because this medicinal porridge is very nourishing and suitable for his ring ring.

Wen Huan opened his mouth and drank some of the little peach fruit that Zhao Xiuxuan fed. After feeling that the bitterness in his mouth was not so bitter, he complained aggrievedly, "You can't eat this medicinal porridge..."

One day and one night and almost a whole day, Wen Huan was so wronged, Zhao Xiuxuan was fine at all, after eating the medicine congee prepared by the old Chinese doctor, he became stronger, he was like a beast...

The old Chinese doctor said that it is a medicinal porridge to nourish the body, and it also has some aphrodisiac.....

He ate it and felt warm and comfortable, Zhao Xiuxuan ate it...

Big villain...Zhao Xiuxuan is a big villain...

"I won't eat it, let Huanhuan eat it." Zhao Xiuxuan also knew that the reason for the anger in his body the day before yesterday should be related to the tonic porridge cooked by Huanhuan.

"Woooo..." Wen Huan couldn't help crying in a low voice when he heard Zhao Xiuxuan's words, his shoulders twitched from crying, the pain in his body was too obvious, and Zhao Xiuxuan was holding him down for so long , except for the first time with Zhao Xiuxuan in prison...

"It's my fault that Huanhuan didn't cry. I shouldn't have eaten that medicinal porridge." Seeing his sweetheart crying again, Zhao Xiuxuan was so distressed that he hugged Wen Huan in his arms and stroked his sweetheart's back to comfort him.

It's just that when Zhao Xiuxuan said this, Wen Huan cried even harder, his body trembled from crying, looking quite aggrieved.

"Huanhuan, stop crying, it's all my fault." Zhao Xiuxuan hugged Wen Huan on his lap, coaxing softly.

Wen Huan had no strength, he couldn't even lift his hands up, tears were still falling, and being hugged and coaxed by Zhao Xiuxuan, he was still crying because of grievances.

Zhao Xiuxuan is a bastard... a big bastard... a bad guy... a big bad guy...

He couldn't take it anymore, and Zhao Xiuxuan was still...

After crying for a while, Wen Huan was obediently fed by Zhao Xiuxuan to eat medicinal porridge.

Even if Zhao Xiuxuan cooked it unpalatably, Wen Huan still finished eating and didn't dare to stay, for fear that after Zhao Xiuxuan ate it, his body would change again, and he couldn't help doing that kind of bastard thing to him...

After eating the medicinal porridge, Wen Huan was carried to the sink, but because his hands were weak, he couldn't lift it up, so Zhao Xiuxuan helped him to wash up, and then was carried to the bed by Zhao Xiuxuan to lie down.

Seeing Zhao Xiuxuan tidy up the ointment and jade needles on the bedside table and put them in a drawer, Wen Huan's eyes turned red again, and he stared at Zhao Xiuxuan with a look of embarrassment.

"Huanhuan is in poor health, so the jade needle can't be thrown away." Thinking that his sweetheart wanted to lose the jade needle again, Zhao Xiuxuan leaned over and kissed his sweetheart's lips, and said soothingly, if it wasn't for the jade needle, his Huanhuan should be by now He was sent to the hospital. His Huanhuan is not in good health, and he will often use jade needles in the future.

Wen Huan's cheeks were flushed, she closed her eyes, and ignored the villain Zhao Xiuxuan...

After a while, Wen Huan, who was lying on the bed, quickly fell asleep due to exhaustion.

But after Zhao Xiuxuan also went to bed, Wen Huan wanted to rub it in a daze again, but because his body was too weak, he couldn't move to the villain's side, so he couldn't hold back his sobbing, until he was embraced by the villain again, Wen Huan finally And fell asleep peacefully.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

After Wen Huan opened his eyes, he saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window.

Snowing.

Finally gaining some strength, Wen Huan couldn't help but look up.

It was white outside, and there was still light snow falling.

"Huanhuan is awake, let's sleep again." Zhao Xiuxuan had already woken up, and seeing that his Huanhuan was also awake, he put the quilt back on his sweetheart's exposed shoulders, and coaxed Wen Huan to sleep for a while.

"It's snowing outside..." Wen Huan muttered, and leaned against the villain again, "Today is New Year's Eve..."

He was officially sentenced because he missed one more Spring Festival with Zhao Xiuxuan after the Spring Festival more than a year ago...

Zhao Xiuxuan thought that his sweetheart felt that time passed quickly, so he hugged Wen Huan and stroked Wen Huan's shoulder: "From now on, Huanhuan will spend the Spring Festival with me every year."

When Wen Huan heard Zhao Xiuxuan's words, his eyes were a little sour, and he nodded slightly, "En"

As long as he is happy now, as long as he can be with Zhao Xiuxuan now...

Wen Huan was still a little tired, and fell asleep in Zhao Xiuxuan's arms after a while.

It wasn't until noon that Wen Huan woke up again.

Wen Huan felt that no one was holding her anymore, and Wen Huan knew that Zhao Xiuxuan had woken up.

The strength of the body has recovered a lot, Wen Huan struggled to get up from the bed.

After getting dressed and washing up, Wen Huan left the room.

There was a lot of noise in the kitchen.

Wen Huan walked over.

Seeing Zhao Xiuxuan busy in the kitchen wearing an apron that didn't fit the size, Wen Huan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Huanhuan is up, wait outside, the dishes will be ready soon." Seeing his sweetheart watching from outside the kitchen, Zhao Xiuxuan's deep voice was filled with rare guilt.

Wen Huan glared at the bastard who cooked him a very unpalatable medicinal porridge yesterday, and walked into the kitchen.

There are already a lot of chopped vegetables and meat on the countertop in the kitchen, and they are all neatly cut and placed, just like the tofu blocks that soldiers make quilts.

Wen Huan knew that the reason why Zhao Xiuxuan cut vegetables and meat neatly was that Zhao Xiuxuan was better at using knives and weapons than ordinary people.

But on the other side, there was a dish that looked like it had been cooked by Zhao Xiuxuan, but it turned into a mushy dish?

Wen Huan stared angrily at Zhao Xiuxuan who was still cooking for him in a serious manner, reached out and took off Zhao Xiuxuan's apron, and put it on himself.

"I said what to bring, just bring it here." Wen Huan put Zhao Xiuxuan's mushy dishes aside again, and then pointed to one of the plates of Zhao Xiuxuan's meat cut into neat tofu cubes.

When Zhao Xiuxuan heard what his sweetheart said, he immediately took the dish to Wen Huan.

It's just that after my sweetheart took it, I couldn't hold back, and lowered my head to kiss my sweetheart's slightly raised pink lips.

"Don't kiss me..." The memory of the previous two days was still deeply engraved in Wen Huan's body, and when he was kissed suddenly, Wen Huan had just ordered Zhao Xiuxuan to lose his composure while serving the dishes, and his expression changed again. Some flustered.

Zhao Xiuxuan turned around and hugged his lovely sweetheart from behind, "Huanhuan, I love you, happy Chinese New Year."

Wen Huan was stunned for a moment without struggling, "Happy Chinese New Year..." Zhao Xiuxuan had forced me to say the words I love you many, many times on the bed. For some reason, Wen Huan, at other times, But I don't want to say it.

Only on the bed, when Zhao Xiuxuan played tricks on him...

Zhao Xiuxuan was not displeased because Wen Huan didn't say those few words, instead he kept hugging his sweetheart, kissed him from time to time, and continued to confess his love.

"You go out first..." Wen Huan was hugged by Zhao Xiuxuan for a long time, and then secretly kissed him again, his body was a little weak, and he glared at Zhao Xiuxuan in embarrassment.

Zhao Xiuxuan was stared at by his sweetheart's watery eyes, and the anger in his body rose again, worrying that his ring body had just recovered and he couldn't do that, so he finally stopped hugging and stood aside Fighting.

Wen Huan cooked some food first, and after asking Zhao Xiuxuan to take it out, he took the medicinal porridge that Zhao Xiuxuan had already brought, and started to cook the medicinal porridge.

Wen Huan cooked two servings of medicinal porridge, one of which was a very small amount. The old Chinese medicine doctor newly prescribed it to nourish the body, and there were also some herbal porridge for strengthening yang, which he ate by himself.

The other one was cooked by him for Zhao Xiuxuan...

Although Zhao Xiuxuan is in good health, but he has been so nonsense these past two days...

Wen Huan blushed, he was just worried that Zhao Xiuxuan's health would not be good in the future, so he cooked some porridge for Zhao Xiuxuan...

After the medicinal porridge was cooked, Wen Huan asked Zhao Xiuxuan to take out the large bowl of medicinal porridge, while he took another small bowl of medicinal porridge for fear of confusion.

"Huanhuan, come and sit down." Seeing his sweetheart sitting on the other side, Zhao Xiuxuan patted his thigh as a signal.

Wen Huan glared at the bastard Zhao Xiuxuan in embarrassment, "Today I want to eat by myself..."

Wen Huan was terrified of Zhao Xiuxuan doing this for so long. After Zhao Xiuxuan fed him, he thought of that shameful thing again.

"Okay" This time Zhao Xiuxuan did not insist on feeding his sweetheart.

Hearing this, Wen Huan was stunned for a moment, as if afraid that Zhao Xiuxuan would regret it, he ate the porridge faster.

It's just that after eating the medicinal porridge, seeing Zhao Xiuxuan put a lot of food for him, Wen Huan was watched by Zhao Xiuxuan's black eyes, and could only finish eating obediently.

After eating, Wen Huan was so full that he couldn't help looking at Zhao Xiuxuan.

"Huanhuan, come here." Zhao Xiuxuan patted his thigh again this time to signal.

Wen Huan hesitated, his body reacted faster, he had already walked over, and sat on Zhao Xiuxuan's lap actively.

The stomach was rubbed lightly, Wen Huan came to his senses, leaned against Zhao Xiuxuan's arms with flushed cheeks, and obediently let Zhao Xiuxuan rub his stomach.

After resting for a while, their stomachs were no longer so full. After the two of them cleaned up the tableware and washed up, Wen Huan was carried to the bed by Zhao Xiuxuan.

It was still white outside the window, and the snow was still falling.

The mobile phone on the table rang from time to time, and Zhao Xiuxuan's mobile phone did the same.

Zhao Xiuxuan took both of their mobile phones.

Leaning in Zhao Xiuxuan's arms, Wen Huan tapped on his phone to check.

They were all messages of New Year's greetings. After Wen Huan replied one by one, he edited a new message, sent it quietly, and immediately closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhao Xiuxuan received the message from his sweetheart, and after clicking to see it, he closed the curtains, hugged Wen Huan even tighter, lowered his head to Wen Huan's ear and said a few words, causing Wen Huan to open his eyes, blushing and hammering The bastard who hugged him a few times struggled to get up and ran to his home.

Just after a while, Zhao Xiuxuan coaxed him to open the door, carried him back to Zhao Xiuxuan's room, and fell asleep peacefully on Zhao Xiuxuan's big bed.

On the third day, after getting better, Wen Huan didn't dare to stay with Zhao Xiuxuan anymore, and ran back home again.

Before nightfall, Wen Huan was carried by Zhao Xiuxuan...

......

The Spring Festival holiday was less than ten days away, after the family returned, Wen Huan went back to his own home, and Zhao Xiuxuan was not allowed to play tricks on him again.

But after hearing Zhao Xiuxuan tell him that the new project started, he could only come back once every ten and a half months.

On the night before Zhao Xiuxuan left, Wen Huan was coaxed by Zhao Xiuxuan to hug him and put him on the big bed...

It didn't take long for Wen Huan's soft groaning at first, but it turned into an unbearable cry...