Love the disabled husband alone

Chapter 14

"Ah, Yan Qing." Finally Yuan Zhixuan came back to his senses, saw the person in front of him clearly, nodded his head, and continued to smirk, "Yan Qing, pinch me."

"Young master, are you okay?" Yan Qing was startled by Yuan Zhixuan, and quickly stood up, "No, I'll go and see Wang Yan."

"Wait..." Upon hearing Wang Yan's name, Yuan Zhixuan immediately woke up and stopped Yan Qing, "I'm fine, go ahead and leave me alone."

"Yes, master." Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, then saw Yuan Zhixuan's normal face again, thought for a while, and backed out.

When Yan Qing retreated, Yuan Zhixuan looked at the door of Wang Yan's room, thinking of the way she kissed him just before going out, he couldn't help showing a smirk again, Yuelao's red thread tied the two people who had nothing to do with each other. Together, so, there will be another pair of lovers in this world.

For those who are in love, life always goes by very quickly. Ever since Wang Yan and Yuan Zhixuan confirmed their relationship, they have been inexplicably excited all day long. This has never happened in Wang Yan's 26 years of life. She felt that she thought she was just sympathizing with him, but she didn't expect that with the deepening of the relationship, she found that she was more and more attracted to him and couldn't leave him more and more. The one who felt the same as her was naturally Yuan Zhixuan. Individuals stick together almost all the time except sleeping, as if nothing is enough.

Every day, I train with him, probably nourished by love. Although his legs still don't feel, he no longer feels disappointed. Instead, he practices every day with great energy. She is very happy to accept, the state is extremely good, the sweetness of the two is seen in Yan Qing's eyes, and she is also loyally happy for them.

In a blink of an eye, the whole autumn is going to pass, winter is coming, the morning and evening can already feel the obvious coolness, considering that there is no air conditioner here, Wang Yan asked Yan Qing to buy cotton and go back to make gloves by herself, although I don't know how the winter here is, but it will definitely not be very warm, and she is a person who is very afraid of the cold, so she has to prepare winter things in advance.

Wang Yan was in charge of the daily training, while she was preparing her own things. The other two didn't understand what she was doing, so she didn't say anything, just said that you will know when it is done.

One day, Yan Qing was reading in the study, and Wang Yan was sitting on the side sewing gloves. To be honest, her handwork is really not very good, but she doesn't have any requirements at the moment. According to the memory, as long as it can keep warm at that time, it will be fine , Compared with demeanor and temperature, she still thinks temperature is more important.

Yuan Zhixuan was reading a book, but his eyes looked at Wang Yan unconsciously. She sat on the side and sewed things seriously. She had a special flavor. Every time she did something seriously, she seemed to have a special force. Always attracting his eyes, as long as he can look at her quietly, he feels very satisfied. If he can do this for a lifetime, that would be great. He even imagined that one day they will be old, sitting in the middle of the room, It would be great to be surrounded by a large group of children and grandchildren.

He doesn't know how long this kind of life can last, but he just cherishes every minute and every second with her now, and the more he gets along, the more he finds her excellence. He knows that he has completely fallen into it, and if one day she suddenly leaves , he would really feel worse than death, there was always a trace of worry in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from, he couldn't do anything, he could only look at her quietly like this.

Wang Yan was making gloves seriously, feeling that the scorching gaze seemed to burn her, she looked up, and she met Yuan Zhixuan's affectionate eyes, she likes him looking at her like this, sometimes deliberately pretending that she doesn't know how to be herself seriously It feels good to let him look at him all the time.

When Yuan Zhixuan received Wang Yan's smiling response, his heart suddenly softened into a puddle of water. He could no longer read the book, so he simply put it aside and took out the rice paper, and began to draw. Her figure had already been engraved in his mind, and He also drew many pictures of her with various expressions, just like the way she makes gloves now, and the paintings are not bad.

When Yuan Zhixuan was painting, Wang Yan finally made his own things. Seeing his serious appearance, he didn't bother him. He gently put down the things and walked to his side, watching him paint. Wang Yan always felt that he painted himself too well, but he said that he didn't paint well enough. Yuan Zhixuan's painting is very good. , She likes every time she draws. Although she doesn't know how to appreciate paintings, she knows that every painting of hers is drawn by him with all his heart. Just because of this thought, she is also very moved. Seeing him Stop writing, and then speak,
"Did you finish the painting?"

"Well, how is it?"

"Very beautiful, even more beautiful than me."

"No, in my heart, no one can compare to you." After being with Wang Yan for a long time, Yuan Zhixuan has also learned to talk sweetly. This is mainly due to her influence, because she sometimes makes some intimate gestures, sometimes At the beginning, Yuan Zhixuan was not used to saying some love words. Although he was very happy in his heart, he was embarrassed after all. Later, as the relationship between the two heated up, for some reason, his mind seemed to be full of honey. Wang Yan didn't have to think about it at all, those love words came out naturally.

"Hehe, so I'm so nice." Wang Yan sat on his lap unceremoniously, and hugged his arms with both hands. She never realized that she was such a small woman before. After being with him, she found that she actually fell in love with acting like a baby. It was unbelievable, if she used to think it was really contrived or really nasty, but now she fell in love with this nasty action for some reason.

"Hehe." Yuan Zhixuan hugged Wang Yan's waist and admired the newly completed painting together. The two of them were tender for a while, "By the way, what about the things you made?"

"Oh, I've already made it, you wait, I'll show it to you." Wang Yan jumped off Yuan Zhixuan's lap, went back to the room and took out the already made one, then went back to the study to add the one just made, and then Show Yuan Zhixuan the fruits of his hard work these days,
"Hey, let me show you. These are gloves for you. These are mine. This is a scarf. There are three pieces in total. You, me, and Yanqing each have one piece. These are cotton shoes. They are very warm to wear. , I also prepared a small quilt and put it on your lap, so that you will not be afraid of freezing in winter. Come on, try on the gloves first to see if they fit well. My handwork is not good, so I can only use them well Look, you must not be ugly."

(End of this chapter)