Chapter 92

Leng Wanyan covered his mouth and secretly laughed. He turned around without asking him whether he was willing or not. He put the porridge on the round table opposite to his hospital bed, took the porridge out and opened the lid.

The smell of thin meat and preserved egg porridge is floating in the air of the room, which is really tempting.

Leng Wanyan walked to his bed, extended his hand with a smile and made an elegant gesture: "Shangguan young master, please have a meal!"

Today, I'll give him a good time. I'm sorry to make up for her mistakes. I'll try my best to help myself.

Shangguanzixuan has been looking at her coldly. Today, it is this woman who caused her body to be so bad that she became a joke in front of her. But why was she moved by her little bowl of porridge?

Shangguanzixuan looked at her deeply, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes, and saw Leng Wanyan extending his hand to invite him. Worried about his excessive diarrhea, she wanted to help him in the past. Although her actions were natural and generous, her heart was actually suffering. She held out her hand like a man for the first time. If she refused, it would be a shame to throw her home.

But he did not accept the invitation, even did not say a word, just looked at her with strange eyes, or that kind of deep and unpredictable posture.

Leng Wanyan has an impulse to take back her hand. Suddenly, a big hand is put on her soft little hand.

When the familiar warmth reached his palm, it was like being hit by an electric current, which made her shiver slightly, numb and crisp.

His five fingers curved, wrapped his small palm in it, borrowed a little from her, and stood up from the bed. When he stood up, the familiar fragrance poured over his body, and the hormone breath of men also surrounded her.

I don't know if it's really weak or what's going on. His body is slightly next to her. The casual physical contact seems to be casual friction and closeness, which makes the heart beat faster.

Suddenly, I remembered the prank kissing scene in the dormitory today. The action was the same at that time. It was clearly intended to kiss her and get close to her, but it was like pure punishment and ridicule. Shangguan Zixuan held her hand, like a couple holding hands. Jing's soft little hand was in her hand and leaning against him: "for your sincerity, I'll taste it!" Listening to his voice, it seems that eating this bowl of porridge is like a gift to Leng Wanyan.

Cold Wanyan suppressed some of the fast abnormal heartbeat, convergence of the slightly fluctuating eyes, drooping eyes, has covered the chaotic thoughts.

It's a dead duck. It's hard to pretend when you're hungry. She simply grabbed his arm with the other hand and held him, so as to avoid the illusion and embarrassment of holding hands like lovers.

Shangguanzixuan took a look at her and didn't speak. He allowed her to help herself to go forward. In a short time, he ate a large bowl of porridge.

Leng Wanyan looked at the clean bowl and laughed with satisfaction: "do you feel better? The spirit is much better

She looked forward to him, and her eyes were full of expectation. It was like the expression that she put vegetables for him at noon and asked him to try the dishes.

"Where did you buy this porridge?" On Guan Zixuan suddenly asked.

Leng Wanyan blinked her innocent big eyes and said seriously: "I've been through it myself! Originally, I wanted to buy it outside, but later I thought about it. The materials used were too small and expensive, so I borrowed the kitchen from my friend's house and cooked it specially

Shangguanzixuan instantly feel a little bit bad, the stomach seems to start fighting again. Looking at the more complex and rich expression on his face than usual, he said "Pooh hee -" and laughed, smiling like a flower, blooming with charming colors.

"Do you know what happens to gloating at me? How dare you laugh at me, eh? " His voice was threatening, but his eyes were tender.

In the face of this woman, he himself did not understand how to be hard hearted.

Leng Wanyan spits out his tongue mischievously. It may be that after seeing his embarrassed appearance today, he suddenly feels that he is the same as ordinary people. He can eat, drink, laza and get sick. So when we are together, we have less strange feelings.

"Professor Shangguan, how dare I cancel you? It's just that life is already very difficult. How tired I would be if I didn't smile again!"

It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and she sent him porridge. It was clearly that she had done too much before, which was to please him.

Leng Wanyan looks relaxed in front of him. Shangguanzixuan looks at her. In her deep eyes, there seems to be a little small flame, which gradually starts to burn. Finally, it blooms into the most beautiful fireworks in the night sky.

That kind of pleasure from the bottom of my heart can't be concealed. The man doesn't speak, but his deep and charming eyes seem to be saying love words. His cold and graceful sight skips his deep eyes, and his mind fluctuates unconsciously. He ripples and expands constantly. He doesn't know how to grasp and control this inexplicable throb.

Her cheek slowly began to fever. Maybe she realized that she had made a slip of the tongue just now. She shouldn't have said these words in front of him, and complained to a high self righteous guy. Isn't that asking for no fun?How can we know the hardships and sufferings of ordinary people's lives? He didn't think he had encountered adversity for most of his life, did he? Born to be superior and smart, he wants what he wants, even if his origin can not give him, but also through his own efforts.

Leng Wanyan took back the smile, the body back for a moment, deliberately opened the distance between each other, not to let his overbearing breath cover himself.

"Have a good rest when you are full! It's late. I'm going back too! " Cold Wanyan said solemnly.

It's already midnight. I think I'll climb the wall again tonight.

When Leng Wanyan was just about to stand up from the chair, one of her hands was covered by another warm big hand. His warm hand covered her soft hand completely, and her slender fingers were closed and clenched into fists. The skin temperature was transmitted to each other and flowed into her blood.

Cold Wanyan's body slightly shakes, she looks at him silently holding his hand, in the heart flows through a warm feeling.

There are gentle ripples on the bottom of her eyes. What does this strange man want to do when he holds his hand? Raise the beautiful brown eyes, with doubt asked: "what's the matter?" The voice was so soft and soft that even she didn't expect it.

There has never been a man who would hold his hand so forcefully, except for her father.

Leng Wanyan does not know why he does not hate this man's behavior and behavior from the bottom of his heart. He knows clearly that for their less intimate relationship, this is an unreasonable performance.