Spoil Him, Heal Him

Dinner, on the table.

Tong Yi smelled the faint medicinal fragrance of the soup in front of him, but didn't move his mouth.

Lu Zhanbei frowned as he looked at the soup in front of him.

Lu Mingde cleared his throat and looked at Tong Yi and said, "Girl, this is medicated diet soup, which is for health preservation. Don't wait until my age to realize the importance of the body. Health preservation has to start when you are young."

Tong Yi nodded, "Thank you Grandpa." Then he picked up the soup bowl and drank the soup.

Lu Mingde saw that Tong Yi was so obedient, a gratified smile appeared in his eyes.

Lu Zhanbei pushed the soup aside and picked up a bowl to eat, obviously not interested in Lu Mingde's so-called health soup.

Lu Mingde sighed, and his dim and lonely gaze swept across Lu Zhanbei as if nothing.

How could Tong Yi not understand Lu Mingde's meaning, reached out and took the rice bowl from Lu Zhanbei's hand, put the soup in his hand, "Drink the soup first, don't waste Grandpa's kindness."

Lu Zhanbei curled his eyebrows and glanced at the brown soup in the bowl, then lifted his eyes to Lu Mingde across the table.

Lu Mingde hurriedly retracted his eagerly anticipating gaze and looked down at the dishes on the table.

"Master, drink while it's hot. This soup has been simmered in the kitchen for an afternoon." Old Li helped out.

Lu Zhanbei looked at the soup in the bowl again for two seconds, finally took it to his mouth, drank it in one breath, the strong smell of medicine made his handsome brows frown.

Old Li smiled and took away the empty soup bowl in Lu Zhanbei's hand.

Tong Yi put the rice bowl in Lu Zhanbei's hands again, seeing how cooperative he is, he also gave him a chopsticks dish, "eat."

After dinner, Tong Yi proposed to accompany Lu Mingde to play chess, and work during the day. Naturally, he should accompany him more at night to ease the relationship between him and Lu Zhanbei.

Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, and the relationship between the two people wants to relax naturally and it is not overnight, and Tong Yi can see that Lu Mingde still wants to have a good relationship with Lu Zhanbei.

Doesn't she have to be the peacemaker?

But Lu Mingde turned down unexpectedly, "It's no more tonight."

Tong Yi was a little surprised, "Grandpa, don't you want to play chess?"

"Thinking about it, but when I get older, I get confused at night. You have worked all day, and you are all tired. It's better to rest early."

Tong Yi thought that Lu Mingde was concerned about them, or that she wanted her to accompany him during the day, so he didn't reluctantly said, "I won't work tomorrow, but I will accompany you during the day."

"Okay." Lu Mingde thought about it. The soup just drank might not be as effective as the medicine. He said: "Just go for a walk in the garden to eliminate food, and then come back to wash and sleep, right?"

"Okay, Grandpa." Tong Yi is almost obedient to Lu Mingde now, hoping that he is in a good mood and recovers quickly before going to the hospital for surgery.

When he returned from the walk, Lu Zhanbei always felt something wrong with his body and a little dry. It was clearly autumn and it turned cold at night, but he felt very hot, and he was sweating just by walking.

After returning to the room, Tong Yi went to take a bath first.

Lu Zhanbei sat on the sofa and looked at the documents. He took a few glances. He closed the documents and threw them aside. He leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes, and squeezed his slender fingers on the skeletal elegant eyebrows.

The sound of water coming from the bathroom was in my ears, and my heart was so impetuous that I couldn't even read the documents.

He is not a stunned young man who has never experienced love affairs, knowing what his reaction is.

Although it is said that since meeting Tong Yi, he is no longer indifferent, and even more enthusiastic about exercise in bed, but he does not want to just hear the sound of water.

Lu Zhanbei suddenly thought of the weird bowl on the table and the soup with a strong medicinal taste. He suddenly opened his eyes, thought for a few seconds, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Su Shisheng's number.

"Why call me when you are free?"

Lu Zhanbei felt that something was wrong with Su Shisheng’s first sentence, "Why am I not free?"

There was quiet for two seconds, and haha ​​said, "...I just think you should be busy these days."

Lu Zhanbei got up and walked to the window, "What am I busy?"

"...Xu Haiyun's affairs, company affairs, and your grandfather's side, there are a lot of things, aren't you busy?"

Lu Zhanbei remained silent and did not speak. He came to the window, opened the window, and put his hands on the side window frame. He wanted to open his body and feel the coolness of the night, but there was no wind tonight.

He took his hand irritably, took out the cigarette case and lighter from his trouser pocket, put the phone on the window sill, lit a cigarette, and took two puffs before he picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"...Why don't you speak? Abei?"

Lu Zhan spit out a mouthful of blue and white smoke in the night sky, and then he didn't rush to speak, "The old man asked you to prescribe medicine?"

"What medicine is prescribed? Your old man's medicine..."

"What did Tangri add?"

"How do I know what your father added to the soup?"

"How do you know that the old man's house cooked soup tonight?"

"...You and Tong Yi are there, you must make soup."

"Since you are with the old man, you can ask him to pay you a salary in the future." Lu Zhanbei had to hang up the phone after speaking. He seemed to feel it, and said hurriedly, "Wait, your grandfather and grandson are not embarrassed. me?"

Lu Zhanbei, "Let's talk about it."

"I tell you it's okay. You have to pretend not to know when you know it, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the old man."

Lu Zhanbei was smoking a cigarette and let out a soft "Yeah."

"Your soup is for strengthening the body."

Lu Zhanbei raised his eyebrows, "Yiyi's soup is different from mine?"

"Of course it's not the same. Which kind of yang is a woman strong?" Su Shisheng laughed, "Her soup is for restoring the body and helping to get pregnant."

Lu Zhanbei was silent for two seconds, "I see."

"You promised me..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhanbei hung up the phone.

Before the smoke was finished, Tong Yi came out of the bathroom, "You go and wash it."

"Yeah." Lu Zhanbei replied, his long body leaned against the window and didn't move. The smoke-clamping hand was on the window sill, and there was smoke rising from his fingers.

The deep as a pond's sight stared at Tong Yi for an instant.

Tong Yi put the towel for wiping hair on the chair, plugged the hair dryer from the bathroom to the power source, turned around and saw that Lu Zhanbei was still standing by the window and asked him, "Aren't you going to wash it? "

Lu Zhanbei did not speak, pinched the cigarette in his hand, raised his foot and walked to Tong Yi's side, took the hair dryer in her hand, "I'm coming."

Tong Yi curled her lips and smiled. Lu Zhanbei has never blown her hair before, "Will you?"

"Try it."

"Don't curl my hair in the hair dryer."

The answer to her was the booming sound of a hair dryer.

While blowing her hair, his slender fingers flicked through her hair with just the right amount of strength. His fingers rubbed her scalp from time to time, itchy, and there was a slight tingling sensation of electricity.

At first, Tong Yi was a little uncomfortable, and slowly enjoyed it, before closing his eyes.

When Tong Yi was a little drowsy, it seemed that something hot and humid licked the back of her neck...