You Treat Me As If I Have A Sickness

Sunlight shines on the smooth marble floor through floor-to-ceiling windows, and the whole room is bright and clean.

A European-style dining table in the dining room was occupied by two people at the moment. The butler was standing aside, not squinting, thinking that he was still thinking about it at the time. The dining table was too long. It was obviously a couple. The meals are a little far apart, really seeming a little rusty.

I didn't sleep well after wishing, and there was a clear blue color under her eyes. Although she is completely plain now, fortunately, the young skin has a good foundation and her complexion does not look dull.

While drinking the porridge, Meng Zhengrong glanced at his wife. There may be people in this world who don’t love money, but no one doesn’t love beauty. He also thought about it when he was not married. It was for the family group to marry and marry one. Such a beautiful look is also pleasing to the eye.

"You should be fine today?" Meng Zhengrong put down the porcelain bowl, glanced at the wish, and asked.

Wishing lowered his head and looked at the glutinous porridge in the porcelain bowl, his voice was full of spirit: "It's okay."

The emperor had several bad habits during his lifetime, and people like him who were strict in self-discipline did not correct them, which shows how terrible the habits are.

Although she knew that the person in front of her was definitely not the emperor, and even if she was really reincarnated, she would not be the original master, but she couldn't ignore this face. The awe accumulated over the years could not disappear in a few words of self-comfort.

In fact, after another thought, this is not necessarily a bad thing. In this unfamiliar era, no matter how calm and calm she is, there is always some panic. Looking at the familiar face, she has all those who think she is weak and bad. Emotions will be soothed strangely.

Jun Shang Jun, as long as this person is always here, even if to some extent it is just a substitute, it is enough to make people feel at ease.

This is the "belief" that everyone in her time would have.

At least, there is a familiar face in this era.

Meng Zhengrong didn't let Wish immerse himself in his world for too long, so he said: "I won't go to the company today. After I have breakfast and rest at home, we will go to the old house for dinner at noon."

Although knowing that he would not refuse to make a wish, Meng Zhengrong added: "I have been on a business trip for such a long time. I should have to accompany my family to eat a meal when I come back--" He paused, and said, "Go The father-in-law and mother-in-law are free for two days, and they have to have a meal with them, which is a good news."

After making a wish, I thought about it carefully. From her point of view, Meng Zhengrong can be said to be a dripping person. At least in the aspect of etiquette, he did quite well.

She nodded slightly: "Okay, it should be."

From last night to the present, the meekness of making a wish far exceeds Meng Zhengrong’s understanding of her. He was silent for a while and said: “When I’m not at home, if something happens, you think it’s necessary to tell me. You can tell me if you want."

"Okay." The wish was answered, and he continued to lower his head to drink porridge.

The warm porridge goes down the throat to the stomach, warm.

After eating breakfast, Meng Zhengrong went to the study to deal with business affairs. He made a wish and returned to the room consciously. When going out to see people, she always had to put on makeup. She had nothing to do in the past few days and studied the original owner’s cosmetics. I have been pretending to be neither male nor female for many years, but the instinct of a woman's love for cosmetics still exists in her body. She quickly figured out how to use these bottles.

Just know how to use it. After all, she has never put on makeup before, so she is still a rookie in terms of technique proficiency.

Make a wish only dare to apply a layer of liquid foundation, and then apply a blush and lipstick.

The original owner's eyebrows are very beautiful, so you don't need to draw eyebrows.

Although it is just a simple makeup, but the value of the wish has also risen. There are no beauties with natural beauty. There is only one wish. The original beauty is amazing enough even if it is just a simple makeup. .

Meng Zhengrong is one of them.

I used to make a beautiful wish, but I always like to put on a slightly thicker makeup. Although it is very delicate, it lacks the freshness that she should have at her age.

Now she is very good like this. Meng Zhengrong is a few years older than she wished. She is already thirty. He may have seen too many beautiful women with delicate makeup, but now he prefers to see pure and clean people.

Of course these are Meng Zhengrong's inner oss, so he would never say it.

Wishing one step behind Meng Zhengrong subconsciously, followed him out of the villa, and then got into the car. The back seat of the car can accommodate three people. Wishing and Meng Zhengrong occupied one side with Meng Zhengrong alone, leaving a space in the middle. The driver looked through the rearview mirror. Seeing this scene, he thought to himself, if he didn't know that these two people were serious couples, he really thought they were Didi Carpoolers.

"He is not the emperor, not the emperor, not the emperor, so even if you sit side by side with him, you won't be beheaded." Xu Wish has been brainwashing himself like this in his heart, so that he can barely suppress the urge to jump through the window.

The Meng family’s old house is not very far from their newlywed villa, but today because of a traffic accident on the road, the two parties are arguing and let no one else, so traffic jams started.

"Ahem..."

After returning home, Meng Zhengrong still felt a little uncomfortable. At this moment, his throat was not very comfortable, so he coughed slightly.

Wishing like a cat with fried hair, he almost jumped up, and hurriedly asked without concealing his concern: "What's the matter? Why is it coughing?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she wished to slap herself again.

Meng Zhengrong was pleased by her caring attitude. She made a virtual fist with her right hand, and coughed twice against her lips. This time there was a smile in her voice, "It doesn't matter, it's just that the throat is a little dry."

No one doesn't like the feeling of being cared, and Meng Zhengrong is no exception, and he can feel that the concern for wishing comes from the heart.

"Well, it's okay." Wishing looked at his face, scolded herself a few times in her heart, and comforted herself. Meng Zhengrong is her current husband in name. Even if she cares about it, it is normal to ask the driver: " Is there water in the car?"

The driver hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and ran to the back, opened the trunk, took two bottles of water from it, returned to the car, and handed the water to Wishing and Meng Zhengrong.

He made a wish, but Meng Zhengrong was as blind as he was now, and he didn't move.

Before the driver felt embarrassed, Wishing accepted the bottle of water for Meng Zhengrong with a wink, "Drinking a little water will make my throat much more comfortable."

Meng Zhengrong took the bottle of water from the wishing hand without any hassle.

After drinking, his throat really felt better. He turned his head and looked at the wish for a few times, and suddenly felt that he could look forward to her becoming a good wife.

The car steadily stopped at the door of the old house. After making a wish, he flogged himself several times before reluctantly resisting the urge to get out of the car and then run to drive Meng Zhengrong.

After making a wish, Meng Zhengrong got out of the car before getting off.

Following him, looking forward without a word and without squinting, he entered the old house.

Mother Meng greeted her first, stared at Meng Zhengrong for several times, and said distressedly: "I'm thin, every time I'm on a business trip, I'll take a chef there next time."

"..." Meng Zhengrong touched his face, "Well, I'll listen to you next time."

Meng Mubai glanced at him, "I promised well every time, and next time I won't do it."

After saying this, Mother Meng had the mind to put her mind on her daughter-in-law, and smiled: "Let Xiaoyuan make a joke. That's how it is to be a mother. It's a bit long, don't mind."

As long as you pay attention to other people, you won’t be like a quail when you face Meng Zhengrong. She calmly said: "Mom, you are right, Zhengrong is thinner, I I’m thinking about whether to eat here during this time. The kitchen over there is definitely not as good as the care at home."

In the previous chat with Mrs. Xu, she could almost figure out the character of Mengmu. Like all mothers in the world, she was distressed that her son could not eat well and sleep well. Meng Zhengrong had been away on business for so long, and Mengmu must be missed. It's tight, she should take the opportunity to sell it right now.

I have to say that Ms. Meng’s words about the wish were still poked. She wished that her son would live with them after marriage. But now the young couple want to go out alone, and she doesn’t want to be an offensive mother-in-law. I promised. At this moment, watching my son lose weight, I feel distressed, but it is not good for Meng Zhengrong to come to eat and supplement every day. I am afraid that there will be opinions on wishing. At this moment, wishing to say this directly refreshed her. Sensitivity.

Meng Zhengrong glanced at Wish in surprise.

At this moment, Meng Pingting came over, and she enthusiastically spoiled Meng Zhengrong first, and then made a wish with her sister-in-law.

I didn't care about making a wish, just smiled.

Meng Pingting casually found an excuse to drag Meng Zhengrong to the backyard, and said mysteriously: "Brother, I have something to tell you."

"Say." Meng Zhengrong glanced at her, and didn't believe his sister could say anything constructive.

Meng Pingting was still young, and when she heard her brother say this, she said as smoothly as when she poured beans from a bamboo tube: "Brother, don’t you know, the car that made a wish some time ago crashed, don’t look at me like this, she People are okay, the best ones are still behind. I heard from my friend that she crashed deliberately because she saw her ex-boyfriend and other women in the car, and ran into their car for a while..."

Speaking of the gossip about wishing, Meng Pingting was obviously very excited, and continued: "What is she not unforgettable? It's a crash now, who knows what will happen in the future, brother, you have to pay attention, seriously, I am so embarrassed. My sister-in-law ran into my ex-boyfriend's car because of her irritation.

After twittering and saying what she wanted to say, Meng Pingting looked at Meng Zhengrong.

I don't know that Meng Zhengrong's expression is very weak, it looks no different from just now, and there is not even a slight emotional ups and downs. He glanced at his sister, and his voice was faint: "Well, I see."

Meng Pingting looked at him incredulously, and was done with just one sentence? ?

Shouldn't you be angry? ?