Ji Yanzheng curled the corners of his lips and said "yes".

Chu Weilan suddenly felt her face hot, she lowered her eyes, picked up the chopsticks and spoons to feed him.

As a result, the man frowned after taking a bite and said, "It's too light."

"No way?" Chu Weilan was surprised. Isn't the food provided to this man the most refined?

"If you don't believe me, try it." He seemed dissatisfied with being questioned.

Chu Weilan grabbed a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

"It's delicious, where is it fading?" She looked at him in confusion.

"Since you think it's delicious, eat it all." Ji Yanzheng said, his tone becoming harsh, "No waste is allowed."

Chu Weilan was speechless.

She bit her lip and finally accepted the arrangement silently - no matter how stupid she was, she guessed that the man just wanted her to eat more. Otherwise, why did he just think that she was too thin?

However, this silent care and consideration made her heart soft and soft.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, this man used to like to express his concern in this way, especially when he was in front of him. But many times, she only remembers his strong and domineering attitude, but ignores the hidden concerns.

If she had discovered his intentions earlier, maybe she would not have been obsessed with eliminating birthmarks, then everything might not have happened later - thinking of this, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and the food in her mouth suddenly couldn't swallow it.

Ji Yanzheng looked at the woman's eyes gradually turning red, and his pupils contracted violently.

"Why, it's so delicious that I'm crying?" His voice was a little teasing, but his voice was hoarse.

She shook her head first, then nodded.

She swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty, calmed down her emotions, and then continued to eat it. Since this was his wish, she could not let it go.

She ate very slowly, but she never stopped.

Ji Yanzheng didn't speak anymore, just looked at him quietly, his thin lips tightly pursed, and there seemed to be a deep and dark emotion in his black eyes.

It took half an hour before Chu Weilan put down his chopsticks.

"I'm full." She frowned slightly, looked at half of the food left, and looked at him helplessly, "Really."

Ji Yanzheng did not force himself and said "yes" softly.

Chu Weilan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and put the plate down, and then asked him: "Is it time to change the dressing?"

Ji Yanzheng glanced at her, suddenly grabbed her wrist and moved forward with force.

Chu Weilan shouted softly, his center of gravity was unstable, and he rushed straight into his arms.

She was so scared that her face turned pale and hurriedly got up: "Your wound..."

"It's okay." The man held her hard into his arms, breathing slightly faster, "Let me hug you."

Chu Weilan held his hands on his shoulders, and he couldn't help but clenched slowly when he heard this.

"Is it uncomfortable..." she suddenly asked.

"Yeah." He smiled hoarsely, "If you want me to like you, it's better to make myself fat."

"I don't care..." she said, gritting her teeth and adding, "We're all going to get divorced."

"I know, you don't need to remind me again and again." The man's voice was a little angry, "Don't worry. When our divorce procedures are completed, my grandfather will immediately introduce other women to me, including all kinds of styles. When I fall in love with other women, I will not bother you anymore."

Chu Weilan trembled slightly and suddenly said hoarsely: "Ji Yanzheng, I have a request."

The man's long fingers stroked her face and his voice was extremely low: "What are the requirements?"

Chu Weilan mustered up the courage to look at him: "After we divorce, you will be your freedom to date and get married to other women, but... you can't find someone worse than me."

He laughed softly: "Why?"

"For your sake," Chu Weilan said without changing her face, "If you find someone worse than me, everyone will laugh at you."

He raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"You can't be shorter than me, your legs cannot be shorter than me, your chest and eyes cannot be smaller than me, and your face cannot be bigger than me." Chu Weilan asked, "You can't be worse than me, and your bed skills cannot be worse than me."

"It's okay to say the first few." His Adam's apple rolled, "What do kissing skills and bed skills mean?"

"It's literal." Chu Weilan looked at him with wide eyes, looking a little bluffing, "You said you marry me because I have good kung fu."

Ji Yanzheng stroked her chin and his eyes were deep.

"But I don't remember it anymore." He said softly, "I have no impression of your kissing skills and bed skills. Without an impression, how can I compare it?"

"Isn't that easy to deal with?" Chu Weilan said, leaning over and approaching him.

However, before she could touch his lips, Ji Yanzheng smiled softly: "Chu Weilan, are you looking for excuses to kiss me?"

"No." She said calmly, "Did you say you don't remember?"

"It makes sense." He nodded, his eyes extremely deep, "Then come on."

When Chu Weilan heard what he said, she suddenly became so shy that she froze in the air.

Seeing this, the man smiled and grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down.

The moment the two of them met, Chu Weilan couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In the past, she and Ji Yanzheng had kissed each other many times, and had done more intimate things, but the kiss now brought her a throbbing that she had never felt before. The man's cold breath made her a little dizzy, her heart beat wildly, and her breathing became rapid.

The man stepped back slightly, with a tone of ridicule: "Is this your kissing skill?"

Chu Weilan's face turned red.

She simply hugged his neck and leaned over to kiss him again. She tried to put her tongue in, but the man refused to cooperate.

She was angry, so she bit him hard.

A low and hoarse groan overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he opened his thin lips lightly as if he was reluctant. However, Chu Weilan felt a lot of accomplishment and successfully stuck his tongue in.

Ji Yanzheng's breath became heavier.

The man finally couldn't help but turn his back on the spot, deepening the kiss heavily.

After the kiss ended, both of them were extremely messy.

Ji Yanzheng's pupils are even deeper and terrifying.

Chu Weilan lowered her head with her eyes flashing: "What do you think...?"

His Adam's apple slid and licked his lips, as if he was savoring it.

"It's really good. So... what about the bed skills." His black eyes locked her, and his voice was hoarse, "When are you going to let me experience it?"

"The bed skills are as good as my kissing skills." Chu Weilan suppressed the hot heat on his face and said calmly, "Anyway, if you are not sure that the other party's skills are better than mine, don't pay attention to them."

"There is a problem." He frowned slightly, "I ignore them. How do you know if their skills are good for you?"
Chapter completed!