Chapter 13 Do you want to see my flourishing beauty?
He Yanyi raised his eyes from the screen, his eyes filled with indistinguishable emotions, and immediately walked towards her.
The moment he bent down and came closer to her, Wen Sitian's heart tightened and her breathing trembled.
A deep and deep voice sounded in his ears.
"You are not just a wounded patient, you are also my wife, so tell me, is there a problem if we sleep on the same bed?"
He knew that if he didn't use this relationship to suppress her, she would not agree. This girl was really stubborn sometimes.
Wen Sitian's fingers clenched the sheets tightly, her pupils trembled slightly, and she looked at him nervously.
My mind went blank, and I couldn't think properly about the meaning of his sudden words.
He Yanyi looked at her stunned look, tapped the tip of his nose, and stood up immediately.
"I won't tease you anymore. I'll deal with it on the chair tonight. Don't be nervous."
Only then did Wen Sitian realize that he was actually teasing her, teasing her with the things he cared about most.
This man is so disgusting, he actually played tricks on her!
"Mr. He, the dinner you requested has been delivered,"
Asen stood at the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
After getting his permission, Asen opened the door and went in, placing the thermos bucket on the cabinet next to the bed.
"If you need anything tomorrow, Mr. He, just call me."
"want……"
"There is no need to send her away tomorrow. I will be discharged from the hospital in the morning."
He Yanyi was also going to ask Asen to prepare prawns to supplement calcium. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wen Sitian.
Asen was immediately in a dilemma. He didn't know whether to stop the water supply, and wasn't his wife just admitted to the hospital today? Why would he be discharged from the hospital so soon tomorrow?
He Yanyi pondered for a moment and then gave instructions in a deep voice.
He Yanyi opened the thermos bucket, poured it out for Wen Sixian, and handed the spoon to her.
"It's a bit hot. Be careful when drinking. I didn't ask Asen to put too much salt. If you are not full, you can tell me in advance and I will let..."
"You are so verbose."
Wen Sitian looked at him helplessly.
He Yanyi took out a tissue and wiped the soup stains on the corners of her mouth smoothly.
"You're starting to dislike me even before we get divorced?"
"It's not that I dislike you, I just feel that you always treat me as a child. If I were really a child, I wouldn't..."
Wen Sitian said it almost without thinking, and quickly shut up when she realized it.
She clasped her fingers on the bottom of the bowl, her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Well...I mean don't treat me like a child."
He Yan's eyes were dark and deep, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
He threw the tissue on his hand into the trash can.
"Well, eat it quickly, it will get cold in a while."
"Don't you try it? It tastes okay."
"Since you think it tastes good, it must taste good."
As soon as she finished speaking, before Wen Sitian could react, her wrist was grasped by a warm hand. The man took the spoon in her hand and fed the soup into his mouth. He looked like he was having endless aftertaste afterwards.
"It's really good. I'll let Asen buy this one next time."
Wen Sitian was stunned, and the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.
"You just used my spoon."
What is this man doing? Why is he so weird today? Doesn't he have mysophobia?
Whether in life or work, he almost always treats his own things to the standard of becoming too old. He will never use things that others have used. Things he has taken must be put back far away without leaving a trace.
No less, keep it intact.
Compared to Wen Sitian's surprise, He Yanyi was calm and composed.