Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He stayed for a while, then he pulled her up, carefully looked at the wound on her hand, and said lightly: "I'll get the medicine."

At this time, there was no anger, only one thought was that she was injured.

Lan Yu went to get the medicine, and when Qin Chen returned to the bedroom, Qin Chen leaned on the bedside, quietly wondering what he was thinking.

He stood by the door, his head was hit hard, and slowly walked in and sat on the bed and looked at her: "Come here."

Qin Chen gave him his hand obediently.

Lan Yu's movements were gentle, gently bandaging both palms for her.

Looking at her face silently, she whispered, "I'm so big, I'll hurt myself."

"The piano is there, you can play it anytime," he said, reaching out to remove her hair.

Qin Chen bit his lip, did not speak any more, and lay down quietly.

Lan Yu looked at her quietly for a while, and put the medicine box away.

When he came back, he lay beside her and didn't touch her again, just hugged her, being careful not to get her hands.

Hug her quietly like this

With his face buried in her hair, he said lowly: "Tomorrow I will take a bath for you, Chenchen."

Qin Chen...

The night was peaceful because of her hand injury.

Lan Yu got up early the next morning to make breakfast for her and asked her to get up and have breakfast with herself.

In fact, he didn't need to ask her to get up. She had to go back to sleep anyway, but he wanted to have the ritual sense of family life.

Qin Chen didn't resist him, he said what he said, her indifferent appearance made him a little dissatisfied, but he couldn't figure out why he was angry.

After Lan Yu finished his breakfast, he helped Qin Chen change the medicine and checked: "It should be fine tomorrow."

She said nothing, went upstairs and continued to sleep.

She stayed in peace of mind, and lived like a rice bug.

Lan Yu looked at her with a deep gaze.

After a long time, he got up and walked to the parking lot outside. After getting in the car, his hands were on the steering wheel, and he drove by himself for a while.

When leaving the villa, his heart was a little full.

Because Qin Chen came back here.

He went to the company and made a call back. Qin Chen was about to sleep so he didn't answer.

At noon, he simply dialed the number at home for the servant to answer.

The servant picked it up, and Lan Yu coughed lightly, "Is your wife getting up?"

The servant said immediately: "The wife hasn't yet, I have ordered lunch, and the wife said she didn't want to eat."

"I see." Lan Yu hung up the phone.

Then he looked at the mobile phone in his hand and was fascinated.

After a while, he called Qin Chen again.

This time Qin Chen took it, and he should have woke up.

"Why don't you get up to eat and take care of you when you are like a child?" When Lan Yu said this, he didn't know how tender or...sultry.

Qin Chen over there was a bit blunt, "I don't want to eat."

He paused: "Don't want to eat, or are you angry?"

Qin Chen was silent for a while before whispering: "My hands hurt, so I don't want to eat."

Lan Yu laughed lowly: "Then I'll come back to feed you, OK?"

She thought he was joking, but for about half an hour, Lan Yu really came back.

The people in the family were a little surprised, and the husband would never come back at this time.

But no matter how unexpected it is, I still meet.

Lan Yu took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa, unbuttoning his cuffs: "Madam is still upstairs?"

The next person said yes.