Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 70

She was about to drink, but when she thought of something, she removed the cup and said to Feng Beiting, "No, no, I can't set up flags indiscriminately. To put it another way, I will probably persist until the day I can't persist."

"Then why can't you hold on?"

"Don't fall in love with me."

She picked up the cup and brought it to her lips again, the bright red cherry juice reflected her pale lips beautifully.

The bottom of the glass was lifted slightly, and the juice flowed along the side of the glass to her lips.

Suddenly a beautiful hand stretched out from the side to hold the glass, and Feng Beiting took the juice back from her hand, "It's a bit thick, I'll add some water for you to adjust it."

"... Oh." Jiang Yimian was in a daze, unaware that he had just passed a dangerous situation.

Feng Beiting turned his back to her and was adding water to the juice, "When will the rice be ready?"

"Are you hungry?"

"A little bit."

"Then I'll do it right away!" Worried about being sick, Jiang Yimian stopped staring at him and turned back to do her own business.

As soon as the vegetables were washed, there was a "pop", the glass was smashed, and the freshly mixed cherry juice was spilled all over the floor.

Feng Beiting stood where he was, with water dripping from his fingertips, obviously because the water was not wiped clean and it was too slippery.

"I……"

"You take a break." Jiang Yimian pushed him out of the kitchen without saving face, thinking that you have ruined so many cherries in just such a short time, why don't you just let me eat them directly.

Pushing him to sit on the sofa, she handed him the remote control, "The patient needs to have a patient's son."

"Yazi? What Yazi?"

"Just don't be like you."

"...Okay." In fact, he didn't understand what she meant.

But no matter what it means, he will listen to what Mianmian said, and he is a good man who regards his daughter-in-law's words as an imperial decree.

His whole life, isn't it just trying to sleep.

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After Feng Beiting settled down, Jiang Yimian continued to work in the kitchen.

She made soup for him, and he could smell the aroma in the living room.

A documentary program was playing on the TV, Feng Beiting didn't pay attention to it, he stared at the cherry juice on the coffee table in a daze.

Thinking of Jiang Yimian's phrase "transfer love, don't fall in love", patience and reason returned to his heart little by little.

The ice cubes in the cherry juice had almost melted, and a small puddle of water had gathered at the bottom of the glass, reflecting the bright lights on the ceiling, shining brightly.

He picked it up and dumped it into the trash can.

When Jiang Yimian came out of the kitchen with the dishes, he happened to see this scene.

"Why did it fall?" Her tone was regretful.

"The cherries are bad."

"...Ah." What a pity.

After setting the table and chopsticks, Jiang Yimian supported Feng Beiting to sit at the table, pointed at the TV with his mobile phone, "Are you watching?"

"No."

"Then I'll change it." She suddenly wanted to watch a domestic emotional variety show.

Although there are many strange flowers in it, but the strange flowers are so happy.

Feng Beiting nodded, "Yes."

He has no problem.

The two ate in silence. In comparison, the TV show was much more lively.

What Jiang Yimian cast was an emotional adjustment column. There were couples, some husbands and wives, some real and some fake, but everyone who should cooperate with them turned a blind eye to it.

The first pair of guests to appear in this episode is a couple who have been together for nearly half a year. The woman wants to break up because the man is too possessive, but the man firmly disagrees, so she goes on the show to seek help from an emotional mentor.

In addition, the woman also minds that the man has been cheating on her.

When they met and fell in love, the man played a lot of tricks, which made it difficult for girls to accept.

Feng Beiting doesn't like to watch this kind of program. In fact, apart from Jiang Yimian, there is nothing in this world that makes him say "I like it".

It's just that she was watching, so he couldn't help but glance at her twice.

But it doesn't matter this sweep, but it is rare to be attracted.

cheat……

The beautiful eyes flowed, Feng Beiting gradually stopped eating, and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yimian who was watching seriously, "Do you think there is something wrong with the boys?"

"Of course!"

Feng Beiting drooped his eyes, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, "But it's because he likes it."

"You can't do this even if you like it." It's deception and restraint, who can bear it, "No matter how close the relationship is, there must be some space for each other, otherwise the relationship will feel suffocated."

"Ah."

She was right, but he just couldn't do it.

Occasionally, he would even think darkly, wishing that there was a thick rope between him and Mianmian that would bind them and leave them bruised.

If they parted, the rope would make a new knot, and they would bleed profusely, ruining together.

He guarded his bloody love, waiting for her affectionately...

Jiang Yimian didn't know the distorted thoughts of a certain young master, looked at him with the eyes of a confidant, and continued to say enthusiastically, "Love must be open and frank, and you can't use any means."

"That makes sense." Feng Beiting nodded pretending to agree, "Are you just frankly liking that person?"

"I'm not." Miss Jiang shook her head, "I've always done whatever it takes."

"..."

A big double standard scene.

Seeing Feng Beiting staring at her in a daze, Jiang Yimian gave a "puchi" laugh, "People can only talk when it's none of their business. It's about how much restraint and reason I can love. Anyway, I can't do it." arrive."

Inquiring about Lin Sinan's recent situation, she did this more than once by pretending to run into him at a banquet.

Looking deeper, maybe the beginning of every relationship is more or less deliberately done by one of the parties. If they are together, they are deeply in love, and if they are not together, they are deliberate.

She is now on the road of "deliberating".

"Then what if the person who likes you is unscrupulous to you? What will you do?"

"Hmm..." Biting the stalk of the vegetable, Jiang Yimian pondered, "Either he dies or I live."

pat-

A few drops of the soup in Feng Beiting's spoon were spilled.

He got it.

Anyway, he was dead no matter what.

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After the meal, Ms. Jiang rarely cleaned up the battlefield. Feng Beiting wanted to help but was "violently" suppressed by her.

"If you are really idle and have nothing to do, then go take a shower and wash yourself."

Feng Beiting:!

Shower?Wipe yourself?

"Then……"

Feng Beiting:! !
And then?

With just one sentence, someone's mind is filled with indescribable images.

Feng Beiting even wondered if his Mianmian would say next, "Wash it up and wait for me to sleep."

Then he has to take a flower petal bath to make sure he cleans himself up nicely.

however--

Reality hit him hard.

Jiang Yimian put the last can of seasoning box back to its original place, and said slowly, "Then I can change the medicine for you."

There was a "click", that was the heartbreaking sound of waking up from a dream.

Feng Beiting nodded silently, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, his steps were a little heavy.

When Jiang Yimian came out of the kitchen after finishing his work, there was no one in the living room, apparently a certain young master hadn't finished bathing yet.

The bedroom door was closed, and there was a gap in the study door.

It was a dark slit with no lights turned on inside.

Suddenly, Jiang Yimian felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had experienced it once before.

That door blocked the world behind it.

She had an inexplicable feeling that there seemed to be a secret hidden behind the door.

Just as he was staring at the door in a daze, he saw Feng Beiting come out of the bedroom and saw her standing at the door of the study, slightly taken aback.

"what happened?"

"Your study..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yimian's voice suddenly stopped.

She stared fixedly at the man in front of her just now, forgetting to say the next thing.

Feng Beiting had just come out of the shower and changed into a set of beige home clothes. In fact, he was only wearing trousers and a white bath towel over his upper body.

The edge of the bandage was wet with water, and there was a bright red in the center.

His hair was not completely dry, and it was scattered on his forehead softly. There was still a drop of water hanging on his slightly drooping eyelashes, reflecting a pair of charming eyes, which was too beautiful to behold.

Jiang Yimian stared straight at her eyes.

leprechaun...

The black and fine eyelashes were slightly raised, and Feng Beiting looked at her as if aware of something, and his thin lips slightly raised.

He thought, if Mianmian's eyes were visualized now, then there should be two twinkling hearts in her eyes at this moment.

He was still thinking, if he didn't interrupt her and just let her continue watching like this, would she throw him down on impulse later on.

If she would, he wouldn't resist at all.

It will even be very cooperative.

He was looking forward to it.

It's a pity that the hopes Feng Beiting made when facing Jiang Yimian always came to nothing.

She didn't push him lewdly.

When she came back to her senses, she pointed to the bandage on his body and said "ah", "Take off your clothes, and I'll change your dressing."

"... Hmm." So disappointed.

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　　ps: If there is no accident, it should be on the shelves on the 19th~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)