The president is cold during the day and kisses at night

Chapter 213 From His Care
The leading man was wearing a dark brown windbreaker, standing seven feet high, walking in the rain and fog with a cool and tall figure. The dim lights of the courtyard and pavilions were reflected and fell on the black umbrella surface, mixed with rain and fog, as if coated with a layer of soft light.

On his shoulders, thin drops of water condensed into a ball.

Walking up the steps slowly, Chen Jian put away his umbrella and stood aside.

Shang Ke consciously moved out of the way, nodded and called, "Uncle Wu."

Shang Yinghan raised his hand to wipe the rain off his shoulders, his slender fingertips were stained with water from the rain and mist, and the fingertips were wet.

Chen Jian handed over a white square scarf, Shang Yinghan took it and wiped his hands.

When he raised his eyes, his cold eyes fell on Shang Ke, he stopped for a moment and then looked away, and he said yes, then asked, "Where is the old man?"

Shang Ke's attitude was respectful: "Grandpa is in the back room, and Dr. William is also inside."

Shang Yinghan's eyes froze.

Shang Ke explained: "When I was a child, my grandfather hired me a psychiatrist. He returned to China to settle down, and this afternoon he came to the old house to visit my grandfather."

Shang Yinghan nodded and strode in without saying anything.

Chen Jian followed closely behind.

With Shang Yinghan's departure, the sense of oppression naturally disappeared.

Shang Ke thought of Uncle Wu's face just now, and couldn't help remembering what Mrs. Lin said when he came back, that Uncle Wu had been returning to the old house recently.He thought it was Uncle Wu who brought Wen Qing back to live with him, so he asked, Mrs. Lin said that Uncle Wu had been living in the old house alone recently.

Uncle Wu gave Wen Qing such an important ring, and even warned him for Wen Qing... Shang Ke thought that Uncle Wu had a heart for Wen Qing, and the two were always inseparable.

But Fifth Uncle has not formally brought Wen Qing back to the old house, nor has he given Wen Qing a formal identity. It seems that Wen Qing's status in Fifth Uncle's heart may not be enough to marry her. The ring is just a coaxing man woman means.

After thinking about it like this, Shang Ke suddenly became less jealous, and even felt that Wen Qing was very sad.

Thinking of Wen Qing, Shang Ke's face became a little ugly. Today's embarrassment was lost in front of her, and he didn't know if she would tell her, so he just called her.

So there is the current call——

Shang Ke's tone was slightly uncomfortable, "I'm afraid of the injection, you rot in my heart, and you can't mention it in the future, remember?"

Wen Qing asked: "Are you begging for help in this tone? You are ordering me."

Anyway, it was a phone call, not face to face, and Shang Ke could afford to let it go: "I beg you."

Wen Qing: "The attitude is not correct."

Shang Ke gritted his teeth: "Wen Qing, don't go too far."

Wen Qing chuckled: "Hey, who made me see it."

"..." Shang Ke took a deep breath, and his attitude was quite correct: "I hope you don't tell what you saw tonight."

Wen Qing was in a daze, and she was not in the mood to continue talking with him, and she didn't have the habit of talking about such things everywhere, and she didn't know what Shang Ke was worried about, so she agreed in a soft voice: "Okay, I'm rotten In my heart, it's okay."

Shang Ke didn't expect her to be so submissive, and he naturally felt at ease when he heard it: "Then you swear again."

Wen Qing: "..."

! !
What a shame!

"Are you sick?" Her good temper disappeared instantly.

One second, Shang Ke felt happy because of Wen Qing's attitude, but the next second he scolded him for being sick, and immediately became unhappy.

"You are sick, can't you just say a few words that I can believe?"

Wen Qing sniffed her nose, and suddenly felt that her nose became more blocked, and her voice became muffled: "I'm sick, but it's not all because of you, do you know what you are doing, push your nose and eyes, I Give you a face, right?"

This time Shang Ke finally heard that something was wrong with Wen Qing's voice, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Qing didn't hold back hypocritically, and scolded him: "Thanks to you, your wind and cold passed to me."

Shang Ke was silent.

He got better after an injection, but Wen Qing also had a fever?
Or did he pass it on to her?how can that be!

Shang Ke obviously didn't believe it, and felt that Wen Qing was fooling him: "We were just sitting together, how could we pass on the cold to you."

Wen Qing: "You're lying on my lap, breathing right into me, and you just say, did you infect me?"

Shang Ke: "..."

Although he was in a daze at the time, but when he lay down and heard about Qingqing's lap, he remembered that he immediately lay down...

"Then what to do, you go..."

'Beep beep beep...'

A busy tone came from the receiver, and it was Wen Qing who hung up the phone.

Shang Ke dialed again with a dark face, but Wen Qing hung up for him.

Shang Ke called again, Wen Qing hung up again.

Shang Ke's face was almost blackened into coal balls, and he had another shot at the end. It was very good. Wen Qing picked it up, but his tone sounded impatient: "Don't worry, I won't tell you that you are afraid of injections! I It will rot in the stomach."

Shang Ke: "..."

She thought he was persistent in calling her because he was afraid of her talking nonsense.

In fact, his persistent phone call was just a damn flood of sympathy, so he asked her kindly: "Did you go to the hospital?"

Wen Qing was surprised by Shang Ke's attitude, but still replied: "No."

Shang Ke: "Then why don't you go to the hospital."

Wen Qing said in a nonchalant tone: "It's just a small cold, and it's not a serious illness. I have to go to the hospital. I'll be fine tomorrow."

Shang Ke sneered: "What kind of cold will be cured after a night's sleep, do you think your body is an eighteen-bronze arhat!"

Wen Qing didn't understand Shang Ke's tone: "So what do you want to say?"

Shang Ke: "..." He talked about it for a long time, but he really didn't say the main point.

He told himself that he was not as knowledgeable as a woman, and a soft voice came from the receiver: "Hang up!"

"Wait a minute—!" Shang Kesheng hurriedly shouted.

Wen Qing asked: "What else is there, please explain clearly once, if you are worried that I will see your privacy today, I promise, I have not seen any privacy except for a pair of blue pants."

Shang Ke: "..."

! !
Don't take every sentence seriously, every sentence will kill him.

But he didn't lose his temper and calmed down and asked, "Is there any cold medicine at home?"

Wen Qing: "Yes."

"Do you have antipyretics?"

"Have."

"That's okay, hang up."

This time Shang Ke hung up the phone before Wen Qing, and then smiled smugly, dare to hang up his phone?Watch him hang it back for her!
He snorted, put his phone into his trouser pocket, turned around and saw Shang Yinghan standing there at some time, Shang Ke was startled:
"Uncle Five!"

Shang Yinghan's eyes were as cold as frost: "Who are you calling?"

Shang Ke met Shang Ying's cold gaze, thought for a second, and replied, "I'm a friend."

Since Fifth Uncle asked that, he must have not heard who he was calling.

(End of this chapter)