Sony Ericsson 365 days, occupied the little wife

After entering the restaurant, during the ordering session, Luo Yan carefully looked at the menu in her hand, and asked the server about the color and taste of the dishes from time to time, just like a professional nurse who puts the patient's health first.

Rong Junlie sat across from him, looking at Luo Yan who had become the master for him without knowing it, the warmth and happiness in the corners of his mouth were beyond words.

At this moment, he looked like a lazy and contented king, with a light shining all over his body that people couldn't look at directly.

When Luo Yan raised her head, Rong Junlie's face had returned to coldness, with a trace of impatience, "I'm very hungry."

"The food will be served soon, I told them to hurry up." Luo Yan comforted her kindly, and pushed the warm water in front of Rong Junlie, "Drink some water first."

Rong Junlie took the water glass, looked at Luo Yan who was staring at him motionlessly, and cleared his throat a little uncomfortably, "Don't look at me with such eyes, so that everyone in the world will know that I am a patient .”

"You are a patient in the first place, otherwise you can take off your hat and have a look." Luo Yan pursed her mouth disapprovingly.

Rong Junlie straightened his body and put his hands on his chest. Is it because he is injured now?

So she was looking down on him, and even her tone of speech was different.

But why does he now feel that even this Luo Yan is so cute?

Rong Junlie didn't answer, and waited patiently for the dishes to be served. Soon, several dishes came.

But he frowned soon, pointed to the clear soup and light porridge in front of him, and several vegetarian dishes, and asked Luo Yan, "What are these?"

"I ordered it." Luo Yan took the chopsticks and lifted a piece of pickled radish for him, "Try it, it's delicious."

"..." Rong Junlie stared at her, and said nothing coldly.

Seeing that Rong Junlie's expression was wrong, Luo Yan immediately said, "Well...you are injured, and you can't eat too meaty or spicy food. So I just ordered these. Don't resist, you should eat and see first. "

Rong Junlie still didn't move his chopsticks, nor opened his mouth.

Seeing this, Luo Yan put down her chopsticks and lowered her eyes, "In this case, I can only take off your hat in this public place. The picture of your injury will appear on the front page the next day .”

"..." Rong Junlie frowned, staring at the innocent Luo Yan in front of him, "Are you threatening me..."

Luo Yan nodded and said unambiguously, "Yes."

"..." It was Rong Junlie's turn to be speechless. He hesitated for three seconds. Seeing Luo Yan standing up, he understood that she was not just talking. Now that she was alone and weak, she couldn't beat this female man, so she surrendered with bare hands. Best policy.

Rong Junlie lowered his head sullenly, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the pickled radish and put it in his mouth, a burst of sweet and sour poured into his heart, and it was really delicious when served with vegetarian porridge.

Seeing someone obedient and obedient, Luo Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of her cold mouth, forgetting everything.

It was a nice dinner.

Luo Yan carried Rong Junlie back home after eating, "Okay, we're home."

Turning around, Rong Junlie was already leaning against the car window, looking like he was asleep.

Seeing this, Luo Yan relaxed her movements, opened the car door, supported Rong Junlie's body, took out her mobile phone and wanted to call the living room at home, hoping that someone would come out and help carry this man into the villa.

But at this moment, a force suddenly pulled Luo Yan who was standing there, and Luo Yan threw herself on Rong Junlie unexpectedly.

She raised her head and saw Rong Junlie opened his eyes, staring at her brightly.

Luo Yan bit her lip, was she being tricked by him again? !

"You...you are injured, don't make trouble."

"Dare to be my master, I won't teach you a lesson. How can I be Rong Junlie."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slyly, wrapped his arms around Luo Yan's neck, and put his lips on hers.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yan's pupils dilated, his lowered hat brim, the gauze that was faintly exposed, and his handsome face framed her eyes and her heart like a picture frame.

This time, perhaps the atmosphere here was too provocative, Luo Yan gently closed her eyes, enjoying the kiss, from Rong Junlie.

In the small space, his hug and the fragrance of his lips were still so familiar and seductive, Luo Yan sank for a few seconds like sucking on poppies.

However, she soon came to her senses, and there were footsteps coming from outside the half-open car door.

She hurriedly pushed him away, and said in a panic, "I'm home, go in and have a rest."

The servant said respectfully outside the car door, "Mr. Rong, you are back."

Rong Junlie looked at the back of Luo Yan hurriedly walking into the villa, and smiled faintly. He thought of an interesting game.

Back in the villa, Rong Junlie followed Luo Yan into the room.

Luo Yan watched him stride to the bed, sat down, looked at her and said quietly, "Do you still remember that you said I was a patient?"

Luo Yan didn't know that she was walking towards the game trap set by him, so she nodded, "Yes."

"Then from today onwards, I, the patient, will be taken care of by you." Rong Junlie put his right foot on top of his left, and said slowly, "Any comments?"

"..." Luo Yan opened her mouth, "Why, there are many nannies and servants in your villa..."

"But there is only one wife." Rong Junlie closed his eyes as he said, as if he didn't want to talk anymore.

Luo Yan's heart frowned slightly because of his words. The doctor said that he had many abrasions on his body, and he couldn't bathe and soak in water.

Hey... Thinking that this man whom he loves to hate at the same time would have such a time, Luo Yan could only put this sigh in her heart.

So, she quickly went into the bathroom, fetched a basin of warm water, soaked the towel, then unbuttoned his shirt and wiped his body.

Rong Junlie opened his eyes, watching Luo Yan bent over to unbutton his clothes, folded the hot towel into a rectangle in his hand, and placed it on his chest.

He felt a heat in his chest, looked at her drooping hair in a good mood, stretched out his hand to brush gently, "Wipe carefully."

Luo Yan listened to his hoarse and dull words, her heart tightened, she bit her lip and glanced at his playful expression, her originally gentle hands stiffened and moved back and forth involuntarily.

Unexpectedly, Rong Junlie's hand came over, pressed gently on the back of her hand, placed it on the chest, and slowly wiped it down.

He has a good figure, and the looming abdominal muscles in his lower abdomen look so bewitching as he breathes.

Especially the mermaid line, which confines the belt around the waist, confuses Luo Yan's sight very much. It seems that if you go a little lower, you can see a scene with a faster heartbeat...

Luo Yan blushed, swallowed, pushed away Rong Junlie's hand with her left hand, bent down to put the towel into the washbasin, and heard him say in a low voice, "Why are you blushing? What were you thinking about secretly just now?" ?"

"Where is my cranky thinking?"

Luo Yan patted the towel on his body again, took off his shirt sleeves, and was about to wipe them absent-mindedly, when he heard him growl, it turned out that she accidentally touched his wound.

Luo Yan was startled, quickly removed the towel, leaned over to examine the wound on his arm carefully, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, are you okay? Come on, let me take a look."

Rong Junlie frowned, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"No, it's not." Luo Yan looked at Rong Junlie, and was about to explain that she really wasn't unintentional, when she realized that she was leaning so close to him, and his right hand hooked up again, holding her body up. Lie down on him.

When Luo Yan got nervous, she subconsciously separated him and her with her hands.

In the quiet room, the milky white light shone high on the two of them from above.

Like a lover's stage play, two beautiful faces faced each other, the hot and humid towel slowly soaked the bed sheet, and a light-colored irregular flower bloomed.

The girl was lying on the boy's body, the boy's skirt was opened, revealing a handsome figure, the girl's big watery eyes were imprisoned by the boy's gentleness and cunning.

I don't know how long it took before Rong Junlie opened his lips and said, "You did it on purpose."

"what?"

"Eat my tofu on purpose." Rong Junlie added with a smile in his eyes.

"..." Luo Yan wanted to stand up and prove it with actions, but his big hand refused to let her go, and said to herself, "That's right, if you don't eat my tofu, how can we have a daughter in the future."

Speaking of giving birth to a daughter, Luo Yan felt a bit awkward. She reached out and picked up the towel on the side from the bed, and sat up, "You've wiped your body for you, you should go to rest early."

She hid in the bathroom in a panic, looking at herself in the mirror who still had some blush on her cheeks, Luo Yan clutched her chest, her mind went blank for a moment.

What is love? After rebirth, I may not be really reborn at all, so my concern for him must have dazzled my reason.

Every day after that, Luo Yan called Rong Junlie "Mr. Rong", and at his stern request, she began to take care of him, a bastard.

At breakfast, she sat by and strained the oily meal for him, or cut the steak into small pieces, or warmed the milk, or cut the sandwich into small pieces , or take the salad to the juicer to squeeze.

These nannies can be done, but Rong Junlie asked Luo Yan to do it by name.

The nannies and servants at home are in dire straits, thinking that they are about to be fired.

"Mr. Rong, the milk has been heated for you. Drink the milk first."

"Ah."

"Mr. Rong, I've already cut this sandwich, you can eat it."

"Ah."

"Mr. Rong, it's time for you to take your medicine. This is warm water."

"Ah."

On this day, he went to the garden to bask in the sun and sat on a bench. Luo Yan looked for him everywhere, wanting to change the dressing for his wound.

After finding Rong Junlie, Luo Yan couldn't help frowning, put the medicine box on the ground, and knelt down, "Why did you come here so silently?"

"This is my place too, why can't you come." Rong Junlie raised his eyebrows and replied.

"..." Luo Yan glanced at him, then half knelt down without saying a word, rolled up his trouser legs, raised her head, and saw his eyes staring at her with a strange look.

Looking towards where he was looking, Luo Yan lowered her head and couldn't help saying "ah".It turned out that the collar of his clothes was opened at some point, and from the condescending point of view, it was completely exposed, and the snow-white old brother was completely presented in someone's field of vision.

Luo Yan stood up with hot cheeks, tightly grabbed the gauze in the palm of her hand, feeling ashamed and annoyed, "Change it yourself."

With that said, she was about to leave.

Rong Junlie took her hand and said in a low voice, "Why are you shy, your body is mine, I saw it, so what can I do."

Facing his voyeuristic righteousness, Luo Yan had nothing to say, and wanted to shake off his hand, but he stood up, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said domineeringly, "You are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission." go."

Luo Yan didn't understand his seemingly dependent domineering, sometimes he stared at her, sometimes gently caressed, sometimes hugged domineeringly, and sometimes teased and kissed.

She didn't know if there was a hypocrisy under this mask of liking.She was afraid, she was afraid that she would fall again.

So when she wanted to reach out to respond to the hug, she just stood there blankly and did nothing.

Suddenly Luo Yan felt that something was wrong with Rong Junlie's body, a little too hot.

She pushed him away and reached out to touch his forehead, which was really hot.Help him to sit on the bench, take a thermometer to measure, 39 degrees, is a fever.

"Why didn't you say that just now?" Luo Yan looked at him anxiously, and said to him angrily, "Go, I'll take you to the hospital now."

Rong Junlie stared coldly as if he was injured, "Isn't this your responsibility? I am the patient and you are the caregiver."

It's been a while, and he can still play tricks like this.

Luo Yan really couldn't stand him, "Okay, it's my fault. Then I will make up for my mistake now and take you to the hospital."

But Rong Junlie closed his eyes without moving, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Yan had no choice but to call the gardener at home, carry him to the room, call the family doctor, give him an infusion, and then take care of him non-stop at the bedside.

His high fever never went away.

Luo Yan applied an ice towel to Rong Junlie for a whole night. In the morning of the next day, after she woke up from a nap, she saw that Rong Junlie hadn't woken up yet, so she took the towel off his forehead and brushed it with the back of her hand. , his forehead is no longer hot.

Only then did Luo Yan let out a sigh of relief.

At last his fever went away.

Luo Yan, who was sitting by the bed, looked at Rong Junlie who was sleeping soundly. It seemed that he had lost a lot of weight due to such an illness.

She pulled up the quilt with some distress, and covered him, and he murmured something in a low voice, she lowered her head and listened carefully, and then she heard clearly, "Yan'er..."

He is calling her.

Deep in his heart, there is still her place.

Luo Yan looked at him quietly, feeling very painful in his heart. If Rong Junlie had her in his heart and subconsciously called her in a coma, why would he call other women by his side...

Luo Yan looked at him in a daze, until it was dawn, she packed up her tired body and mood, and went downstairs to cook him a hearty breakfast.

When Luo Yan cooked the carefully prepared bird's nest porridge, Rong Junlie came out of the room and walked down the stairs. When he saw Luo Yan who was busy, he called softly, "How can I Why did you wake up and still have an infusion on the back of your hand?"

Luo Yan came over and helped him into the room and sat on the bed, "Have you forgotten? You have a fever, and it lasted all night."

"Did you take care of me?" Rong Junlie raised his head and raised his eyebrows weakly.

"Otherwise, who else..." Luo Yan whispered this sentence, and then hurriedly brought the porridge she brought to him, "Come on, drink some porridge after you have a fever to digest well."

Rong Junlie was tired of eating liquid food for several days, he pushed away in disgust, "I don't want to eat this."

Seeing that he was being willful, Luo Yan frowned, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Rong Junlie glanced at the porridge with some disgust, it was tasteless and annoying.

He's never been a vegetarian, okay?

"You." Looking at the nervous little woman in front of him, Rong Junlie said in a deep tone.

When he saw that Luo Yan was blushing, and there was a prelude to getting angry, he immediately changed his tune and said, "As long as it's not this, it's fine!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Luo Yan a meaningful look in his eyes, which made her heart skip a beat, and his eyes flickered to avoid his profundity.

After a while, Luo Yan secretly took a deep breath, looked at him helplessly, turned and went to the kitchen, the patient was the eldest, she didn't care about him.

However, she never knew that Rong Junlie could still play with his temper, and she couldn't help but feel a little funny, and the previous tension disappeared.

But Rong Junlie looked at Luo Yan's leaving back, dazed, his eyes deep and charming, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

"Here, this is the freshly made porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. It should taste pretty good!"

After a while, Luo Yan opened the door again and came in.

"Why so long?" Rong Junlie originally thought that Luo Yan would come to accompany him immediately after leaving, but who knew that she made him wait for so long?

Listening to his questioning words, Luo Yan's suppressed anger suddenly erupted like a volcanic eruption, pouring towards Rong Junlie.

"Isn't it because you don't eat that bowl of porridge? Do you know how long I've been busy making it? If you don't say a word, I'll go downstairs and continue making it for you..."

Luo Yan growled depressingly, and after venting, she noticed the change in Rong Junlie's eyes, and immediately shut up.

On the other hand, Rong Junlie smiled in surprise, directly lifted himself up from the bed, leaned forward and kissed the red lips that made him miss him day and night.

He originally thought that she would ask the nanny to do these small things. After all, he took care of him last night. Thinking of this, he felt a little deeper in his heart. After all, people are always weak and helpless when they are sick.

Those as powerful as Rong Junlie are no exception.

"Hmm..." Because there was a patient beside her, Luo Yan got angry, but she didn't dare to make any big moves, so she could only gently push and refuse.

Finally, when the two breaths were combined, the two lips parted, and the transparent body fluid flowed out from the gap between the lips that were close together, adding a bit of lustful atmosphere for no reason.

"Well, do you want to have porridge?" Luo Yan opened her misty eyes, and after meeting Rong Junlie's half-smile eyes, she suddenly woke up, and hurriedly wiped her lips prettily and unintentionally. , gritted his teeth and asked.

However, although she didn't mean it, Rong Junlie saw all this in his eyes, as if this little woman was holding a quill pen to write and draw on his heart, which made his heart itch.

The thick Adam's apple in the throat rolled, and it seemed that there was still something to be desired.

Luo Yan was startled by his appearance, and directly moved up to him with a bowl.

"Here, aren't you hungry? Hurry up and drink the porridge! I just made this, and I've tasted it. It's delicious..."

As if wanting to break the awkward atmosphere, Luo Yan kept talking, without stopping for a moment.

Rong Junlie was amused in his heart, but still put on an aggrieved face, and met Luo Yan's eyes that were as bright as water.

"I'm not hungry, I'm hungry here..." He gestured ambiguously towards Luo Yan.

"Where? Ah... you eat by yourself, I still have something to do!" Luo Yan fled out of the house in a hurry like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on.

Rong Junlie burst out laughing from behind, but then lowered his head to comfort his little brother who was already saluting them, just wait, just wait!

Luo Yan, who hid behind the door, covered her beating heart and looked at the mirror in front of her.

Is that the little girl with pink cheeks that seems to be full of spring inside?

And those willow eyebrows like rippling water, and those bright eyes...

Oh my god, she squatted on the ground. When did this kind of thing become less and less under her control, like her own heart.

How many times have I warned myself, but now?

The sharp ringing of the phone pierced the silence of the whole room, Luo Yan stood up, but still organized her thoughts, and went to answer it.

However, when her eyes touched the name dancing on the screen of the mobile phone, her heart twisted slightly.

Holding the phone, Luo Yan carefully avoided the bedroom where Rong Junlie lived, walked quickly to the depths of the corridor, and then answered the call, "Brother Leng..."

"Yan'er, you haven't been back for a long time?" Leng Yuntian's tone on the other end of the phone was as calm and steady as usual.

"Eh..." Luo Yan raised the corners of her lips in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

"I'm going to be happy soon, don't delay your studies, give me a call when you come back, and I'll send someone to pick you up!"

Surprisingly, Leng Yuntian didn't get angry, and didn't question anything. Instead, he let her step down the steps so caringly and warmly. After all, there was an agreement. Luo Yan still felt a little complicated about her.

"Uh...Brother Leng, don't worry, I will definitely not delay my studies..."

Luo Yan bit her lip, affirming in a low voice, after a while, Leng Yuntian didn't say anything, but in the silent corridor, she seemed to hear a slight sigh from the man on the other end of the phone.

Hey……

He must be disappointed in himself. No matter what she says or does, her heart is always on this man!

Looking at the flickering screen on the phone, Luo Yan felt a great sadness in her heart.

In fact, she didn't know what to do with herself. Every little thing she got along with Rong Junlie was as warm as before. Maybe she was never the one who was willing to take revenge on him!

Otherwise, how could I become like this?

"Wife—wife—"

In the room, there was another man's growling voice, but this time he shouted more confidently. Luo Yan raised her lips helplessly, so she had no choice but to pack up the phone and rush in again.