Chapter 385

"That's enough! I'm afraid it'll hurt the children's eyes!" Yang yazhuqiang held back her nausea and smiled and gently pushed him away. "Hurry to sit down and eat! But don't say, your kiss suddenly opened my appetite. I want to eat! I don't care about you, I'll eat!"

She quickly got up, filled herself with a bowl of porridge, bowed her head and ate.

"Hehe. It seems that my kiss can really be used as medicine!" Han Jingchong and Pei Yaochen blinked. "Do you want to give Tian Wan a taste kiss before dinner?"

When Pei Yaochen heard this, he really smiled and put his mouth close to him.

Summer solstice conveniently picked up a spoon to block his mouth and said with a smile, "OK. Stop making trouble. Hurry to eat!"

"You really don't give face." Pei Yaochen looked at her sadly.

"Can I kiss you?" the summer solstice eyebrows.

"Of course! Come on!" Pei Yaochen couldn't help but toot his mouth.

"Close your eyes," ordered the summer solstice.

Pei Yaochen seriously and obediently closed his eyes.

Summer solstice took the opportunity to bend down and pick up erha lying at his feet and put it in front of Pei Yaochen.

When erha saw Pei Yaochen's mouth, he immediately stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips.

After licking it, the summer solstice immediately removed it and asked with a smile, "enjoy it? Do you want to continue?"

Pei Yaochen was inexplicably excited and said in a trembling voice, "don't stop! Continue!"

The summer solstice sent erha to him and licked him.

Yang Yazhu, Han Jing and the children couldn't help laughing.

Pei Yaochen noticed something was wrong. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the summer solstice smiling and staring at him affectionately, while others looked up and down like watching a ridiculous play.

Pei Yaochen wondered, "what are you laughing at?"

"Hahaha! Nothing! It's just funny to see you drooling!" Han Jing smiled and patted the table hard.

Seeing him fooled by the summer solstice, Han Jing felt very happy and had never been happier in his heart.

"Yes! It looks like a fool!" Yang Yazhu laughed with a stomachache.

Pei Yaochen always felt that things were not so simple and looked at the child, "baby, am I really that stupid?"

"I don't know" the child has laughed so much that he can't get up in the arms of the summer solstice.

The summer solstice smiled and waved, "OK. We've kissed all the opening kisses. Let's eat quickly. Otherwise the food will be cold."

She took a small plate and put some roast geese in front of erha at her feet.

Erha immediately ate happily.

Looking at erha's happy strength, Pei Yaochen was not well. He leaned close to Xia Zhi's ear and asked softly, "did you tease me?"

The summer solstice smiled and stared at him, "has anyone told you that you are seriously suspicious?"

"Something's wrong." Pei Yaochen frowned.

"I don't know what you're talking about! OK! Drink the soup quickly! The soup is almost cold! This is a walking chicken specially caught by the housekeeper from a nearby farm. It's a three-year-old hen. I don't know how nutritious it is. You can drink two bowls while it's hot! Tonic!" Xia Zhi smiled and handed over a bowl of fragrant and thick chicken soup.

Looking at her sincere smile and affectionate eyes, his heart suddenly became steadfast. He smiled and took a few Gulu Gulu, drank it up, and handed the empty bowl to her, "have another bowl!"

"OK." the summer solstice answered with a smile, filled another bowl, carefully skimmed off a layer of oil floating on it, and handed it to him.

He was more and more happy, looked at her affectionately and said, "it's very kind of you."

"You're not bad either. You're a good comrade!" Xia Zhi smiled and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

After dinner, Han jingla Pei Yaochen went into the study and said that he was talking to him about the current bottleneck in his hospital. Xia solstice and Yang Yazhu took their children for a walk in the garden, and then went back to their rooms to have a rest.

Han Jing and Pei Yaochen talked about going upstairs at 1 a.m. and resting in peace.

However, after Han Jing entered the room and closed the door, he didn't go to the bedside, but stayed at the door for a long time. He determined that there was no sound outside, so he opened the door and crept to Pei Yaochen's room. He stopped and stuck his ear tightly to the door.

There was a faint voice of words in it. Before long, everything was silent.

He didn't leave, but waited patiently.

After waiting for another half an hour or so to make sure there was no movement in it, he turned back to the room in a complicated mood.

When he came to the window, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked up slightly to spit out smoke rings one after another.

They are not as close as he imagined, which can be seen from the little things they usually get along with.

But he just doesn't trust.

Just want to hear it with your own ears.

Now that everything had been confirmed, his heart was filled with joy.

He was very happy that the summer solstice did not simply bind Pei Yaochen with his body, which made him proud of her and even had a little excitement.

Although he hates and envies Pei Yaochen and hopes that the summer solstice can throw Pei Yaochen into hell, this does not mean that he hopes that the summer solstice and Pei Yaochen can really have physical contact.

Although this is not realistic, he can't help but hope so.

However, one day, everything will be implemented.

Thinking of this, Han Jing was full of chagrin.

"Cough, cough"

In the dark, the cough sounded violently.

Han Jing frowned and realized that he had unconsciously smoked half a pack of cigarettes. The room was already filled with smoke. No wonder Yang Yazhu coughed.

He hurriedly pushed open the window, raised his hand and waved, then turned to turn on the light and looked at Yang Yazhu, who had sat up against the head of the bed and coughed with his eyes closed.

After washing off her cosmetics, she looks pale and blue, her lips are unhealthy lavender, her eyes are deeply concave, and her once green, black, bright and smooth hair has become dry and messy. The whole person is miserable and embarrassed, like an old woman whose life is about to wither. Where is there a trace of youth?

Thinking of her young and beautiful in the past and looking at her now, Han Jing has a trace of guilt in his heart.

He seemed to be really cruel to her, but all this did not come from his original intention. He also wanted to cooperate with her well and finally broke up peacefully and friendly. It was a pity that she forced him again and again. He retreated step by step and finally had to take action

Of course, Pei Yaochen is the culprit of all this.

If there were no Pei Yaochen, if Mo Yanqiu would love him well, how could he fall into the appearance of no man, no ghost or no ghost?

Thinking of the picture of Mo Yanqiu dying in Pei Yaochen's arms, Han jinghen clenched his fist.

He took a deep breath, looked at Yang Yazhu who was still coughing, turned around, poured a cup of warm water, walked to her, and gently said, "first drink a cup of warm water and press it. I'll go to the car and get you some cough syrup."

"Thank you." Yang Yazhu took it, sent it to her mouth and drank it one mouthful at a time.

"Are you better? Do you want any more?"

"Much better. Don't bother." Yang Yazhu closed her eyes again.

Han Jing put the cup down, turned and walked out.

When he came back, he was cold. When he approached, Yang Yazhu woke up from his confused sleep. Seeing that he was holding syrup in his hand, he said gently, "come on. Have a drink."

"Thank you very much." Yang Yazhu hurriedly reached out and took it. He still looked up and drank it.

He brought water in time.

She still took a sip and was flattered and said, "it's really troublesome for you."

"Have a good sleep!" Han Jing said faintly.

"HMM." she answered, just closed her eyes, but didn't lie flat.

Han Jing turned around, went to the sofa and lay down. He reached out and turned off the light. "Rest assured. Nothing will happen tonight."

She didn't say a word, but he heard her lying down carefully and gently. He curled his lips and smiled faintly for a trace of pity for tonight.

That night, Yang Yazhu finally had a good sleep, so when she woke up in the morning, she was much better.

After lying in bed for a few seconds, he suddenly sat up nervously and looked uneasily at the sofa.

The sofa was empty.

She breathed a sigh of relief, jumped out of bed quickly, took off her pajamas and put on her skirt.

All the actions were done at one go and everything was done in less than a minute.

The reason for this is that she doesn't want Han Jing to see her change clothes.

He was a complete stranger to her.

And a stranger who frightened her.

And she is never used to taking off her clothes in front of strangers.

The terrible scene on the beach that day has made her tremble with fear as long as she remembers it.

Don't think about it! No more thinking! It's crazy to think again!

Yang Yazhu threw her head hard and squeezed the terrible picture out of her brain.

Footsteps came from behind. Her body was stiff and pretended not to know his approach. She bent down to take up her pajamas and folded them slowly.

"What are your plans today? Do you want to stay here or go home?" Han Jing didn't approach her, but went to the window, opened the window and looked down.

"I have no plan. Everything depends on your arrangement." Yang Yazhu secretly adjusted his too rapid breathing.

"I know you really want to stay here with the summer solstice, which will make you feel more relaxed. But you always stay here, which inevitably makes people suspicious. After all, our family is not far from here. If we don't go back, it will only make the summer solstice feel that there is a big problem between us. So, we'd better go back. Just come back in two or three days." Han Jing said faintly, His eyes looked almost greedily at a corner of the garden.

Where the pink roses are in full bloom, and wearing a pink and blue sweater and a white knee length skirt, it looks particularly young and beautiful. The summer solstice holds the child's hand and slightly bends down to the roses and sniffs them gently.

Bathed in the golden dawn, they were so detailed and so beautiful that he was inexplicably jealous of the pink rose they smelled