Chapter 893

In fact, Shen yaoyang's nitpicking is only aimed at Yan Qingmu. In front of others, he will not say much. At most, he chooses not to eat.

After Yan's admiration and arrangement, Shen yaoyang said coldly: "it's too light. I don't want to eat it."

In the past, Yan Qingmu would carefully ask Shen yaoyang what he liked, and then deal with it again. Therefore, after finding out once, Shen yaoyang would not mention it before, but would explain it after eating.

Over the past two years, they have a good understanding.

But now Shen yaoyang has no idea what he wants to do.

Yan Qingmu forbeared and said calmly: "no matter whether your taste has changed, but now under such circumstances, you can only eat these things, in order to be good and fast."

Tell the truth.

It also rejected Shen yaoyang's unreasonable request.

Shen yaoyang's bad mood became more and more obvious: "if you refuse so directly, why do you appear in front of me? It doesn't matter. You don't need to care about each other's life and death."

Yan Qingmu: "I love you..."

"Besides, since you are so insincere, I ask Zhang Wei to deliver food to you." Shen yaoyang is not polite at all.

Yan Qingmu wants to roll her eyes.

Shen yaoyang is now a patient. She keeps breathing deeply to prevent her from being irritable. What's more, she is still a pregnant woman, and pregnant women are not suitable for irritability. She should be calm.

But when looking at Shen yaoyang, the tone of Yan's admiration is rare and somewhat tough: "Shen yaoyang, do you want to eat or not?"

Shen yaoyang:

I can't tell.

In front of the reluctant little woman in such a irascible tone, become more and more bright and beautiful, and before the cautious is not the same, such words adoration seems full of vitality.

It seems more and more people can't move their eyes.

Shen yaoyang thought that he could turn around and leave as if nothing had happened.

Admiration for words is just a habit, which will not be abnormal in the past. But obviously, Shen yaoyang is naive.

If you can do this, you won't catch up with Jiangcheng after Yan Qingmu left.

Will not deliberately use work to paralyze their nerves.

These things are nothing but self deception.

"If you don't eat, I'll fall." "You can ask Zhang Wei to buy you something you like."

With that, Yan Qingmu directly picked up the plate and prepared to deal with it.

The next moment, Shen yaoyang's hand has already clasped the wrist of Yan's admiration, Mou Guang just looks at her so deeply.

Yan Qingmu was dragged and slightly twisted her eyebrows: "Why are you dragging me? I'll deal with these things."

When the words fell, her eyes looked at the place where Shen yaoyang was playing the hanging needle. Because of the excessive force, the blood flowed against the current, which was a little sinister.

Speech admiration blood sickness.

She immediately withdrew her eyes.

And Shen yaoyang's words, this just indifferent spread: "you feed me to eat, I infusion can't eat."

The attitude was very thorough and there was no discussion at all.

Yan Qingmu: "I love you..."

This man clearly can use both his left and right hands. Besides, the infusion is his left hand. There is no such problem at all. However, thinking of Shen yaoyang's non cooperation, he and he do not know how long he will stay here. Yan Qingmu intends to make a quick decision.

She looked at Shen yaoyang like this: "I feed you to eat?"

Shen yaoyang said.

The hand has been released.

Yan Qingmu looks at Shen yaoyang with half a doubt. Then he sits by the bed and carefully blows the porridge to Shen yaoyang's lips. Shen yaoyang doesn't eat it immediately. Yan Qingmu raises his hands and doesn't say a word.

Then the man's thin lips moved, and then he drank the porridge.

Yan Qingmu feed, Shen yaoyang drink.

It's true that it doesn't mean to start at all.

When Yan Qingmu bowed his head to blow porridge, Shen yaoyang's eyes fell unconsciously on Yan Qingmu's body, with the slightly open neckline, the spring light within was looming.

When he first saw Yan Qingmu, Shen yaoyang felt it was an illusion.

But when he really touched her, Shen yaoyang knew very clearly that this person had become plump.

White skin against such a spring, Shen yaoyang throat knot rolling, that kind of abdomen suddenly a tight feeling has become more and more obvious.

But on the surface, Shen yaoyang did not show any signs, but he did not know how many low mantras he had uttered.

The porridge maker is still serious, but he doesn't respond.

A meal is slow.

Congee is prepared according to Shen yaoyang's daily food intake, and also keeps some for himself.

But Shen yaoyang was sick after all, and he didn't have a big appetite. After eating two-thirds, he said indifferently: "no more."

The words adore Leng next, pour is also very natural nod: "I go to clean up next."Shen yaoyang stopped Yan Qingmu: "no, someone will come in and clean up."

Yan Qingmu didn't pay attention to Shen yaoyang and did his own things. In the past two years in the United States, Yan Qingmu did many things by himself and didn't like to cause trouble to people.

Therefore, there are no cooks in the villa except for two housekeeping workers.

"Go to dinner." Shen yaoyang is a bit overbearing.

Yan Qingmu shakes his head: "when I came to eat, I will go home and eat again."

This has clearly told Shen yaoyang that she will not live here tonight and will return to the Yan family. As soon as he said this, Shen yaoyang's face became gloomy.

But on the surface, he remained silent.

Yan Qingmu didn't feel it, but she also chose not to open her mouth and quietly took the things to the small kitchen.

There is a table in the small kitchen. Yan Qingmu takes out the remaining porridge that is still warm, and eats it in small mouthfuls. Her speed is not fast, but she is really hungry.

Before the order of noodles, Yan Qingmu did not eat much.

She ate very seriously, from time to time looking at the news in the mobile phone, give people back a few words.

Because of excessive concentration, Yan Qingmu didn't find that Shen yaoyang had finished infusion and got out of bed, so he stood at the door of the small kitchen and watched.

Yan Qingmu finished his last porridge and was about to clean up when he found Shen yaoyang.

She was slightly stunned, a little uneasy. Soon, Yan Qingmu gently coughed, and immediately lowered her head to put away the dishes and chopsticks, and walked towards the washstand.

Shen yaoyang doesn't look at him.

Until Shen yaoyang's voice came from behind: "who are you chatting with?"

Yan Qingmu's action of washing dishes stopped: "it doesn't matter to you."

As the voice fell, the familiar and pressing atmosphere had already come towards Yan's admiration. The tall and upright figure occupied most of the space of Yan's admiration from behind, and even the air became stagnant.

"With whom?" Shen yaoyang asked again calmly.

The hand that copy in trouser pocket tight, that kind of depressed mood, become apparent.

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