Chapter 270

Feng Ming's face was not very good-looking, but his two sons looked at him, and Shen Yan had to ask him.

"What are you doing here?"

Fortunately, Feng Yan found his conscience in time and answered before Feng Ming: "Mom, you're not at home. We've had takeout for a few days. Now my father is back and hurt. Can't we have takeout with us?"

"So?"

"If you don't want to go back, we have to bring dad."

With that, Feng Yan winked at Feng Pei. Feng Pei immediately understood. They worked together to push Feng Ming into the house.

Shen Yan: "

She pinched her eyebrows, closed the door and went in.

"Wait, I'll cook some noodles."

"OK."

Feng Yan and Feng Pei looked at each other. The former said to Feng Ming, "Dad, we can only help you here. The rest is up to you."

With that, Feng Yan yelled at the kitchen, "Mom, my friend asked me to go out for dinner, so I won't stay to eat."

Feng Pei then said, "Mom, I'll go out with my third brother. You don't have to cook mine."

Shen Yan came out of the kitchen and only had time to see their clothes.

What else does she not understand at this time?

I dare say that father and son are acting in front of her.

She looked at the silent man in the wheelchair and turned back to the kitchen.

He came out again with a bowl of noodles in his hand.

"Make do with it."

Feng Ming pushed his wheelchair to the table and looked at the table that night. He looked good and was in a daze.

In his impression, Shen Yan is a imperial concubine who doesn't touch Yang spring water. Let alone boiled noodles, he hasn't even boiled eggs.

He tasted it and found it tasted good.

Looking at Shen Yan again, he didn't look at him. He was eating noodles very seriously.

Feng Ming took back his sight and concentrated on eating noodles.

After eating noodles, Shen Yan silently brought the medicine box.

"Lie on the sofa."

Feng Ming did it.

Shen Yan opened the gauze and found that his wound recovered well. He thought that when he could move freely, he would no longer be a servant girl for him.

After dressing up the wound, Shen Yan thought that the brothers should not pick up again, so he said to him, "go to the room and have a rest."

Feng Ming: "OK."

Shen Yan took his clothes into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, he came out and saw Feng Ming lying on her bed.

Shen Yan's temple jumped, "this is my room!"

Feng Ming opened his eyes and looked at her blankly. "Didn't you tell me to go back to my room to rest?"

"... I mean the guest room."

Feng Ming was stunned, then calmed down and closed his eyes: "I'm sleepy and don't want to move."

By implication, he slept here.

The flat appearance made Shen Yan want to go up and drag him down, but he still held back.

She went to the guest room in silence.

He wanted to sleep with her, but she didn't like him.

However, Shen Yan soon couldn't carry it.

This is just a temporary residence. There are no extra quilts in it.

The weather in late autumn is very cold at night. She is wrapped in a thin air conditioner and shivers. She misses the duvet in the master bedroom very much.

At first she could bear it, but in the end she couldn't help it. She turned over and got out of bed and went back to the master bedroom.

Feng Ming should be asleep. She turned on the light. He didn't respond at all. He lay in bed in good order and set aside half a bed.

Shen Yan snorted coldly, turned off the light and lay on the half empty bed.

Just got into the quilt, I found that the quilt on this side was still cold, and there was a warm current around me.