C88 After

Song Jiayin could be said to have tidied up her emotions quite a bit, as she stood up and returned to the sickroom. After all, he was alone in the sickroom, so she would definitely be worried.

After a week, Gong Yichen's injuries had almost healed, and the two did not continue to stay in the hospital. After all, they had spent the entire day smelling disinfectant.

There was really a bit of torture, which was extremely severe for Gong Yichen who had obsessive compulsive disorder.

In this one week, Gong Yichen naturally enjoyed Song Jiayin's tender care. However, Gong Yichen's stupidity was that he did not realise that there was a moment where Song Jiayin was not paying attention at all.

"Finally, I am home. If I were to take another day of the disinfectant, I would feel like I have become a disinfectant." Gong Yichen returned home and quickly laid himself on the sofa in the living room.

The expression on his face was one of unprecedented contentment. This was really a rare experience, or else he wouldn't have known his home was so blissful.

Gong Yichen laid on the sofa, completely paralyzed. In an instant, Song Jiayin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, since it was about time for dinner, she didn't think too much about it.

Song Jiayin tidied up the magazines on her table. Last night, she had a look at them and completely forgot to clean them.

In the early autumn, Song Jiayin only wore a casual set of clothes, but at that moment, in Gong Yichen's eyes, it was a rare beautiful scene.

After all, he had been recuperating in the hospital for the past few days, so he naturally wouldn't have thought of many things that he shouldn't have. He burned his body, but it was still his own body that was burnt.

The set of clothes made the curve of Song Jiayin's neck appear even more beautiful. She stared fixedly at that inch of pure-white, wishing that she could immediately carve her own mark on it.

Since he was already discharged, there were naturally a lot of things that Gong Yichen chose to follow his heart. Quickly, he grabbed the little white rabbit who had no sense of danger in front of him and returned to his bedroom.

Song Jiayin never thought that she would pack her things properly, why would she be in his embrace all of a sudden, and even more importantly, why would she be in her bedroom the next second.

Raising his head slightly, he saw Gong Yichen. And, indeed, there was a hint of heat in his eyes that made him feel familiar yet equally afraid.

Naturally, at this time, nothing could compare to her movements. She quickly took over all of's breath, and Gong Yichen even more so attacked relentlessly.

After feeling warm for a while, Song Jiayin was so tired that she even had the strength to lift her own arm. But Gong Yichen at the side, who still looked to be in high spirits, almost made him feel like he was the one who had just left the hospital.

If Gong Yichen did not think that the two of them had not eaten dinner yet, he would definitely choose to continue interacting with them. However, he did not care about this meal, he had to take Song Jiayin into account.

Recently, because she had to take care of herself, she seemed to be losing flesh constantly. He took the clothes from the side and carefully helped her put them on.

Naturally, Song Jiayin didn't want him to see it, but he also didn't have the strength to do so. Hence, she pretended to be dead as she closed her eyes tightly, pretending that she didn't know anything.

Seemingly very satisfied with the clothes he had brought her, Gong Yichen nodded continuously as he looked at the clothes on Song Jiayin's body. The sense of accomplishment on his face made her feel slightly speechless.

"Let's go and eat together. Auntie has probably prepared a dish that you like to eat." Let alone eating, even Song Jiayin could clearly feel the hunger strike coming from her stomach. Let's discuss it.

During the meal, Song Jiayin suddenly remembered something that Jing Junling had told him before. She couldn't help but suspect if the two of them were once that close to each other. Close to nothing?

Gong Yichen put the dish in her bowl. When he saw her pale complexion, he had thought that something was wrong.

"Is there something wrong?" Gong Yichen placed his hand on her forehead, afraid that she would suddenly feel uncomfortable.

Song Jiayin didn't want to voice the doubt in his heart, or choose to keep the doubt in his heart for herself, and bear it alone. " "No, it's just that I'm a bit tired all of a sudden."

Gong Yichen stared at her for a while and sighed in his heart. He could naturally see clearly how she was acting, and he could tell that she had something on her mind, but didn't want to tell him.

He pinched her face and said, "Then eat more. These are all things you like to eat, and if there's anything else, tell me."

Since Song Jiayin didn't want to speak of the things in her heart, Gong Yichen also didn't continue to question her. Naturally, he didn't want to make things difficult for her. After all, if she wanted him to know something, she would tell him.

However, there were some things that he believed she would tell him if it was related to him. After all, Song Jiayin's circle of friends was much simpler and more so less annoying.

However, Gong Yichen did understand that Song Jiayin did not have anything to worry about, but he had forgotten that in this world, the thing that troubled the most was one's feelings.

The only person who could cause Song Jiayin to worry was him. Since she did not want to tell him at this time, she believed that she would find out in the future.

Song Jiayin waved away the disorderly look on his face, then said: "Stop messing around, hurry up and eat."

Although Gong Yichen had already been discharged, the injuries on his body still could not be ignored. Originally, he wanted to go to work, but he had met with Song Jiayin's strong opposition.

It was rare for Gong Yichen to see such an unyielding Song Jiayin once, and naturally couldn't bear to disappoint her. Thus, he made a concession and brought some of the company's documents back home.

After all, resting for a week had already caused a lot of work to run low. It was with great difficulty that he managed to grasp control of the power of Gong Family, so Gong Yichen naturally did not wish for others to grab hold of his weakness.

Since she gave in, Song Jiayin naturally agreed. After all, her body was weak. The body was the core of the revolution. Naturally, she had to put his body in danger. Good health.

Thus, Gong Yichen continued to recuperate at home for a few days. During the day, the two of them would be in the study room together.

From afar, even though the two of them didn't talk much, the feelings between them could be clearly seen. It could be said that the two of them had been living a life of an immortal couple for a while.