Vol 3 Chapter 2178: Tang Yulin

Hanliang was in a coma for two consecutive days. For these two days, he stayed on the edge of (床chu　ng).
Until Hanliang opened his eyes and called her name in his mouth.
"Have you had a nightmare?" Ji Ming helped Hanliang wipe the cold sweat on his forehead: "It's a nightmare, just forget it. You wake up, you have me by your side, you are safe."
Hanliang shook the hand of the name: "I dreamed of you. I called you, but you didn't stop, so I chased, and kept chasing... ahem!"
"Okay, stop talking, just woke up. Let's talk after you rest." Ji Ming poured a glass of warm water and adjusted the cold (bed chu　ng): "Come on, take a bit of warm water."
Hanliang reached out to take it, Ji Ming shook his head, and handed warm water to his mouth to feed him.
"Thank you." Hanliang had some Burmese.
Ji Ming looked at Cold and cold, and her thoughts were raging for a while. She leaned close to Cold and looked straight at him, and then said word by word: "Hello, Tang, Yu, Lin!"
As soon as he said this, the cold noodle (color) changed, and he stared at Ji Ming.
The air condenses instantly!
Su Huaning returned home after a busy day, smelled a strong scent as soon as he entered the door, and his stomach groaned with hunger, changed his shoes and went to the kitchen.
Hearing the movement, Murong Zhengqing looked up and saw his wife holding her mobile phone and smiling at her, turned off the fire and walked over, stretched out her hand to embrace her in his arms, "I missed her husband so much after seeing her for a long time? Look at the photos, how can I quench my thirst? , How about you go out and take me with me in the future? You can watch it anytime, anywhere, if you want something else—"
A low and hoarse voice sounded in the ears, and a warm (热r　) breath was blowing in the ears, with a faint scent of soup.
Su Huanning squeezed a little, and pulled a little distance back. "I just came back and haven't changed my clothes. I ran for a day and got slimy. I will change my (body sh　n) clothes first." .
This man is obviously inseparable from him for a moment, and on the other hand, she cannot be separated.
Murong Zhengqing is a man who spoils his wife to his bones, but he also scores when, such as in this (qing) situation, his arms are like iron tongs and he is determined not to let go, "It's okay, I ( There is still a smell of oily smoke on your body, you don’t dislike me."
The eyes are facing each other, the deep (qing) chi (热r　) in his eyes can burn people, Su Huanning understands what the man wants at a glance, and hurriedly pushes him, "...Don't make trouble, I'll change clothes." Such things (qingqing) must be resolutely stopped, otherwise she is afraid that after some indescribable things (qingqing) are over, she will be starved to death.
"No hurry, let me see what you took first." Murong Zhengqing wrapped her in his arms with one hand, and put the other hand (touching Mo) into her pocket. Huanning unlocked the screen lock with a flash in front of him, "The camera technology is good, do you feel that your man is particularly handsome?"
"I feel it." Su Huaning was so hot that he exhaled (热r　). Didn't I turn on the air conditioner today? Why is this (hot r　)? "My husband is the most handsome man in the world."
"Is only handsome?" Murong Zhengqing looked straight at Su Huaning, meaning it was self-evident.
Su Huaning's cheeks
The room was red, struggling to get away from Murong Zhengqing's embrace, "Oh, you let go of me first. I got a (body sh　n) sweat and I was very uncomfortable. I hurried to take a shower."
Murong Zhengqing just didn't let go.
"Murong Zhengqing!" Su Huaning pretended to be angry and called his name, but her red cheeks betrayed her, "You let go."
"Don't let go." Murong Zhengqing lied, putting his head between her neck, "Wife, have we been in a long time--"
Su Huaning really convinced this person, how much energy does it have? Only fought last night.
"Let go, I'm starving to death, take a shower and eat first, and I have to have a video conference after dinner." Su Huanning broke his hand, "have you made a meal? I want to eat dumplings."
In order to avoid Murong Zhengqing, Su Huaning resorted to (killing sha).
Yes, she just wants to eat dumplings. It is troublesome to wrap the dumplings, which is enough for her to finish her business (qingqing).
"I made the soup today. Would you like to eat dumplings tomorrow?" Murong Zhengqing looked at his wife's red cheeks, where could he let it go, what should I do? It's almost one (day) not seen like three autumns, and he has become more and more obsessed with his wife.
He should seriously think about going to work with his wife in the future (qingqing), as a pendant, as a pendant, he admitted.
"Okay, eat dumplings, you should take a (xi) bath first, and I'll be ready after the shower." Thinking of the next thing (qingqing), Murong Zhengqing quickly let go of his hand.
Su Huaning: "..." looked at Murong Zhengqing suspiciously, met his deep and transparent eyes, and ran away, "I'll take a (xi) bath."
Looking at his wife who fled from wasteland, Murong Zhengqing hooked the corner of his mouth and put a long line to catch the big fish, until Su Huaning's (身sh　n) shadow disappeared in the corner of the second floor, he took back his gaze and returned to the kitchen to prepare. material.
Make dumplings! Can't help him.
Su Huanning got hungry after taking a shower. Although Murong Zhengqing's appearance was a bit scary, she still didn't want to wrong her stomach. She changed into a pink (color) silk dress and saw that Murong Zhengqing was still in the kitchen. Serious men are the most attractive when they are busy. This is true.
Murong Zhengqing adjusted the filling, kneaded the dough and was about to start, when he saw Su Huaning coming in, the swaying (body sh　n) posture was fatal to him, if it weren’t for his hands. She had to take a (xi) bath if it was stained with flour and soiled her clothes. He had already started.
"Wife, do you know that it is inappropriate for you to stand in front of me like this?" Murong Zhengqing complained solemnly, "I think you don't want to eat dumplings today, or put it in the refrigerator first, for supper or tomorrow morning Eat more?"
Su Huaning shook her head, "I'm starving to death, can you want me to have a full stomach?" There is no way to act (娇ji　o), although this trick is the most effective of her disdain.
Sure enough, Murong Zhengqing's heart couldn't get cold when she saw her pitiful appearance, "Okay, I'll feed you first, we are discussing the next thing (qingqing)."
Su Huanning's cheeks blushed, pretending not to hear him, walked to the side and picked up a dumpling wrapper, "I will pack it with you, I want to hurry
Something to eat. "
"Yeah." Murong Zhengqing replied, lowered her head and continued. Su Huanning just breathed a sigh of relief and thought that when this person finally stopped, he suddenly said: "Hurry up and feed yourself. Let's do something. Other sports, (强qiang) (身sh　n) fitness."
Su Huanning shook her hand holding the dumpling wrappers, and the stuffing that had just been made was sprinkled on the table, making her blush with anger. That's right, she must have been blushed by Murong Zhengqing, "Murong Zhengqing, are you still done?" For a moment, she wanted to paste the dumpling skin in her hand on his face, covering his pair of smiles. Non-smiling eyes make you serious!
"My wife, don't get excited, or you can stand by and accompany me soon, I promise." Murong Zhengqing looked at his wife's red face, (强qiang) endured and continued to tease her. The impulse, "Stop teasing you, cook first! See why you have lost weight again. This is not good. Eat two plates of dumplings tonight."
Su Huaning didn't say a word. How could she eat two plates of dumplings if she wasn't a pig? Doesn't he know why she is thin? Don't worry, she's already fatter.
After Murong Zhengqing got some skins, he made dumplings with Su Huaning. The dumplings were laid out neatly like ingots, just like a line that stood neatly. Su Huaning looked at the dumplings she made again. The size is different and there are some places where it is not pinched, and the edges are particularly wide after pinching it. A drained dumpling can't find a good-looking one.
There is no harm without comparison! Su Huaning looked at the dumplings she made speechlessly, "I'll peel it."
"You can eat it." Murong Zhengqing took the noodle stick in her hand, "Hey, go to the living room and wait for me for a while. It will be ready soon. Cook these to feed you first, and then pack the rest when you have time."
Su Huaning refused, always feeling that he had no deep meaning in what he said, "No, I want to wrap it up and eat it, or else you can cook it myself." In order to prevent someone from continuing to mislead the topic, He asked casually: "What do you plan to do with your name? Those people have been restless."
"It's all clowns who don't care about them. I will let Yuan Chu go over and help them, and there should be results soon. Don't (( (操cao)c　o)c　o) care about this matter, and have that time It’s better to pay more attention to your husband, such as asking what do I need?"
Murong Zhengqing was serious in what he said before, but he went off track in the second half.
Su Huanning was about to be defeated by him. An inadvertent finger rubbed the blade horizontally on the chopping board, and a sharp tingling came, and a red (color) trace was added to the white finger in an instant.
"Hmm—" Su Huaning whispered, hurriedly pressed his finger to (body sh　n), and continued 　pi as if nothing had happened.
"Su Huaning!" Murong Zhengqing's solemn voice sounded, and in a blink of an eye he reached Su Huaning's (身sh　n) side, holding her wrist and raising it to his eyes, seeing the faint red mark on it, a flash of eyes flashed under his eyes. Deeply distressed, she turned (body sh　n) to turn off the fire, hugged her and walked outside. "Does it hurt?"
Su Huaning looked helplessly looking at his nervous appearance, rubbed his frowning brows and said, "It's okay, just cut a bit of skin.
Where does it hurt? Quickly let me down, if you delay, you still can't eat? "
Murong Zhengqing put her on the sofa and looked at her seriously, "First, explain to me why you pressed your hand on the clothes just now? Don’t you know that there are bacteria on the clothes? Wound contact with bacteria is prone to infection, and the consequences are serious. you--"
Looking at Murong Zhengqing, who was the Lord Mayor of (body sh　n), Su Huanning shrank her neck, fearing that he would teach people endlessly, and pitifully tugged at the corner of his clothes and begged, "I knew it was wrong, just now. I pressed it on my clothes when I got excited, and I swear I won’t do it again.
For my own ears, I sacrificed a little bit (((操cao)c　o)c　o) and sacrificed a little bit(((操cao) c　o)c　o).
Looking at her appearance, Murong Zhengqing gritted his teeth and said, "Sit down and wait." Turn (body sh　n) to find the medicine cabinet.
When the Lord Mayor was angry, Su Huaning was behaved, with a pleased look on someone who carefully pinched her fingers to apply disinfectant, and then put on band-aids. Someone who didn't know thought she had suffered much injury.
It's a pity that Lord Mayor is totally unaware that his current behavior can be said to be motivating.
To say that this husband has any shortcomings, it is too precious to her.
Holding it in her hand for fear of falling and holding it in her mouth for fear of turning, that is to describe Murong Zhengqing's (爱　i) protection for her.
But this kind of domineering (爱i) care is very stressful for her. She is afraid that she will be spoiled by him and become a person who only knows to enjoy other people's (爱i) care but does not know how to be grateful. She is used to it. natural.
She was even more afraid that she would have a fatal dependence on Murong Zhengqing. She couldn't imagine her life without Murong Zhengqing. What would she do?
With eyes facing each other, Murong Zhengqing's eyes showed an injured look (look), "Xiaoning, did the tone of my speech scare you? I apologize to you, but I really love you, I would rather ten times My pain fell on me (身sh　n), and I don’t want you to suffer the slightest pain. Can you understand my thoughts?"
Meeting his gaze, Su Huaning felt that he was a sinner! He actually hurt a man who was deeply (爱　i) her, so Su Huaning relented, "I know, I will be very careful not to hurt myself in the future."
Murong Zhengqing picked up her finger and gently put it to her lips (kissing Wen), "Xiaoning, in my heart, there is nothing comparable to you, even if it is my fate."
(End of this chapter)