gentle fall

Wen Huaiyu was molested for no reason, her ears were red, and her heart fluttered a little, but she hadn't completed the discharge procedures yet, she just blushed and slapped Ji Yirou's hand away: "You are too bad."

Ji Yirou laughed softly, took her up and walked up: "Go through the formalities early. I'm hungry, let's go out to eat."

"Go out to eat?"

"Want me to cook?"

"Well...forget it, you are tired, take a good rest."

"How to rest?"

The two were talking while walking, and upon hearing this, Wen Huaiyu paused, hooked her, approached her, and whispered, "Lie down and rest. Don't move."

After finishing speaking, she pushed Ji Yirou back, and ran into the doctor's office alone, smiling at her triumphantly before closing the door.

Finally, she temporarily regained a round and teased Ji Yirou once.

After completing the discharge procedures in advance, the two went back to the ward.Just as Ji Yue came out, he closed the door with his backhand, and said in a low voice, "Old Yan is asleep. You should go back too. I will stay here with him tonight."

"Can you stay here and call the nurse to change the drip bottle at night?"

"Why not? When fighting enemies on the battlefield before, you could not close your eyes for days and nights. Go."

Wen Huaiyu was a little worried, but the old man insisted, she agreed, and asked someone to arrange two more special nurses to accompany him outside the ward in case of special circumstances.

It wasn't that she was too nervous, but since her grandfather suddenly fell ill, she always felt uneasy. She arranged for a few bodyguards and special nurses, so she was a little relieved.

When the two came out of the hospital, Wen Huaiyu drove back and suddenly asked, "Where's your little assistant?"

"She. She came to the hospital with me, and when I reached the door, I told her to go back. "

"Why don't you ask her to accompany you?"

"I don't like being followed."

Wen Huaiyu stepped on the brakes and stopped at the intersection: "You are this profession. In the past, no one paid attention to you. Your popularity is too low. You can forget about it if you don't have an assistant. But it's different now. Your fans are growing fast. Wait until the end of the year. Movie Now that it’s released, the popularity should increase.”

She talked about business in such a tone, confident and determined, that Ji Yirou was a little funny: "It will be released at the end of the year? The review is very strict recently."

Wen Huaiyu turned his head to look at her, with a little complacency in his smile: "Why not. I don't even think about who you married!"

Ji Yirou pursed her lips and smiled: "Then I will repay Mr. Wen well tonight."

Hearing her talk like this, Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but feel a little weak in his legs, and muttered in a low voice: "Stop talking. I'm driving, don't talk to me."

When the green light at the intersection turned on, she stepped on the accelerator and walked forward.

The two of them didn't eat out in the end. They were tired and just wanted to go home and paralyzed.

At home, Zhou Ran arranged for a chef from a Michelin restaurant to come and cook a table of Sichuan-Chongqing dishes, which was very appetizing to Wen Huaiyu.

Wen Huaiyu is a typical person who doesn't like spicy food. Looking at the red dishes on the table, he rarely hesitated: "Yirou, can you eat spicy food?"

They had eaten together quite a few times, but it was the first time she asked her that. She suddenly became a little nervous, and secretly blamed herself: She is really a bit bad.

Ji Yirou paused the hand holding the chopsticks, pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes."

"Then you, do you like it?"

"I can't say I like it, and I can't say I don't like it."

After hearing her answer, Wen Huaiyu stood up and poured her a glass of water, and pushed it over: "Let's eat lighter in the future."

When she and Deng Ruo went to the northwest to eat hot pot last year, she looked at the plate full of red peppers and said with satisfaction: "I don't want to get married. If one day I really can't think about it, if I want to get married, I must find someone who can eat it." It's spicy, which matches my taste."

Deng Ruo sneered: "Then his taste is different from yours, so what should you do?"

"Pfft. Then leave. What a big deal."

She answered it as a matter of course, she didn't take this matter seriously at all, and her attitude was so calm and indifferent.But how long has passed now, she can remember her thoughts at that time, and even the pattern on the screen in the private room of the hot pot restaurant, but she is really married, and her mood has changed.

Ji Yirou drank her saliva, more or less a little bit hot, her lips turned red, she exhaled lightly: "It doesn't matter. Just eat spicy food. I'm already used to it."

Wen Huaiyu poured her another glass of water: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ji Yirou sandwiched a piece of spicy beef for her, her long eyelashes trembled, and her voice was flat: "No need. You're fine like this."

I adapt to your rhythm, your habits, your way of life.

And you, just be you.

Wen Huaiyu pursed his lips and made a decision: "No, I won't eat Sichuan food in the future."

Ji Yirou looked at her with a smile, nodded, and obeyed her.

Ji Yirou's good temper and consistent concessions reminded Wen Huaiyu of what Ye Shuhua said to her in the afternoon, and couldn't help asking carefully: "You... Will you bother me one day?"

"will not."

Ji Yirou didn't understand why she asked such a question, so she stood up and cleared the tableware: "You eat first. I'll wash some rice and have porridge tomorrow morning."

She didn't seem to take her question to heart, she probably thought it was just a casual question, and then went into the kitchen.

Wen Huaiyu bit the spoon, swayed it left and right, watched her enter the kitchen, and said a word for her, and his mood became wonderful.

After dinner, it was still early, Wen Huaiyu went upstairs to take a bath first, feeling a little nervous, always afraid that Ji Yirou would come to trouble her again tonight, her legs were still sore.

When she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Ji Yirou also came over from the guest room, wearing a loose bathrobe, half bent down to fold the clothes, Xue Nen's neck was folded into a beautiful arc.

While wiping her hair, Wen Huaiyu went to watch: "Are you going to tidy up your clothes and take them to the show crew?"

Ji Yirou hummed: "The temperature is going to cool down soon, I need to bring my coat and down jacket."

"when are you leaving?"

"The plane the day after tomorrow, stay another day."

Wen Huaiyu sat down cross-legged by the bed, thought for a while, and said, "Let's go live tomorrow."

"past?"

"Go to that villa. It's just... the one that belongs to you in name."

Her voice couldn't help lowering, feeling guilty for no reason, and added: "It's closer to the company. You can wake up later in the morning."

Ji Yirou took a deep look at her: "Okay. But, won't you be shy when we go back?"

"...Yes, what's the matter?"

Wen Huaiyu replied stiffly, but as he spoke, his voice was extremely low.It's really embarrassing... She remembered what she said that night, and being bullied like that, she wanted to find a place to hide.

Ji Yirou pursed her lips and smiled: "Baby, you chose this yourself. We'll go back tomorrow."

Wen Huaiyu turned his head and hummed, a little upset, saw that she was still folding clothes, so she dried her hair first, then lay on the bed and watched TV.

There was nothing to watch on the TV, so she tuned around and suddenly saw the second episode of "Sunshine Explosion" being broadcast.

She couldn't help but press play, and felt a little regretful. It was too late to press quit, and the opening song of the show had already sounded.

Ji Yirou raised her head and looked at her. Wen Huaiyu raised her chin: "Can't I watch the program I invested in?"

She took it for granted and started watching the show. She even felt that it was really unnecessary to secretly watch the first episode last time.This is a show she invested in, and whatever the sponsor's father wants to do is reasonable, reasonable and legal.

Ji Yirou didn't argue with her, she finished arranging the pair, put it in the suitcase and put it away, climbed into bed, and watched it with her.

Wen Huaiyu originally hugged a panda pillow, but when Ji Yirou came over, she didn't want to hug the pillow anymore. She wrapped him in her arms and played with her hair: "You always talk to this actor Zhou."

"is it a lot?"

Wen Huaiyu was still looking at the screen intently, stroking her hair with his fingertips, winding the hair around his fingertips several times, and complained in a low voice: "You still smiled at him."

She was a little dissatisfied, and pursed her lips: "There is really a problem with the program team. This editing is not good. I have to call the director."

Ji Yirou stopped her: "Stop hitting, it's so late now. And there is no editing for this segment, that's how it was filmed at the time."

Wen Huaiyu snorted: "It seems that you have a dog outside. If you have any problems, just tell me it's okay."

She complained once, then she was quiet, and the two of them finished watching this episode together, which was filmed before she decided to invest, so Ji Yirou didn't have many shots, but the post-production and editing were done well, it seemed She is quiet and doesn't talk much, but she looks beautiful and has a good temper.

Wen Huaiyu is currently a well-known big fan of his wife, so he naturally wants to go online to see the comments of netizens. This time, she is quite satisfied.

Except for a piece of "I can" chicken crowing emoticon package, the wind reviews are not too good.

Wen Huaiyu is in a good mood tonight. She didn't bother with those who miss her wife. She was about to put down her phone when she accidentally clicked on a Weibo, an official announcement from a crew, and the comments below were crazy @吉伊rou:

"I am a bird!!! Please director! Choose her!"

"My treasure girl! This is the sparrow in my heart, fair, beautiful, cold, gentle and cute!"

"I can!! Book fans said, baby bird, mom loves you!"

She frowned, what happened to this group of people, she was not happy!

It's obviously her only bird.

It was obviously her own baby.

Just as Ji Yirou went downstairs and brought a water glass up, she saw her face serious and typing, and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Wen Huaiyu took a deep breath, thought again and again: "You tell your fans, they are not allowed to call you Que Que in the future."

"why?"

She stopped talking, pursed her lips again and again, lay down, turned sideways and continued to play with her mobile phone. After a long time, she said sullenly, "I'm going to sleep."

Ji Yirou looked at the time: "It's still early... Huh? What did you send me?"

She opened WeChat and saw it was a picture. After clicking it, she found that it was a screenshot of the chat interface of WeChat.

Ji Yirou was startled, and asked her: "Did you give me a note?"

Wen Huaiyu buried his head in the quilt, his voice was muffled: "I'm going to sleep. You disturbed me."

Ji Yirou couldn't help laughing, her eyes were bent, she lifted the quilt, and hugged her from behind: "I see. No one is allowed to call me that in the future."

"turn around."

"Do not turn."

"Let me kiss you."

As soon as she spoke like this, Wen Huaiyu fell silent, but she turned around in silence, her lips touching hers.

The sweet and warm smell made her unable to help sighing softly, where there was no pretending to be cold before, she just eagerly grabbed Ji Yirou's skirt, asking for more intimacy.

As she kissed her, she felt that Ji Yirou was gentler and more tolerant than usual, and even seemed to be guiding her.

Wen Huaiyu was a little short of breath, but bit his lower lip, feeling a little: "I..."

She is still like this, she is domineering and domineering on weekdays, and she is very hesitant when encountering things.

Ji Yirou laughed softly: "I'm tired."

After saying this, she was also a little embarrassed, and covered her eyes with the back of her hand, not daring to look at Wen Huaiyu anymore.

Wen Huaiyu was startled, let out a low ah, and suddenly jumped off the bed: "I, I'll go wash my hands!"

Ji Yirou wanted to call her, but she didn't stop, she pursed her lips and smiled.

But soon, Wen Huaiyu ran back, looked at her in a daze, and licked his lips: "I...I don't seem to know..."

Ji Yirou hooked her neck and hugged her: "I'll teach you."

"Ok?"

"Don't talk, kiss me."

"Um……"

"understand?"

Wen Huaiyu blushed: "...Understood. Understood."