An Zhisu kept thinking about it, and was racking his brains to think of how to persuade Ye Lancheng not to hide his illness and avoid medical treatment, when the bathroom door opened with a click.
Ye Lancheng was wrapped in a bath towel, with a dark face and furrowed eyebrows, as if An Zhisu owed him money.
An Zhisu shrank her neck. I heard that men who are not good at that will become irritable. What should I do? How can she smooth her hair?
"Change your clothes, take a shower, and go to bed." Ye Lancheng really couldn't take another look at his little wife dressed as a bunny girl, otherwise the temperature that had finally dropped would start to rise again.
An Zhisu nodded and quickly slipped into the bathroom.
Ye Lancheng rubbed his eyebrows, he really couldn't let his wife go out alone, she was so bad after just one trip.
An Zhisu took off his clothes in the bathroom and took a shower. He was still mumbling in his mind about Ye Lancheng's inability to do it. What should he do? With Ye Lancheng's arrogant temperament, he definitely didn't want others to know about it. How could he persuade him?
Where does he go to the doctor?
After taking a shower, she was still thinking about it. Ye Lancheng had already put on her pajamas and lay on the bed. She also went to the dressing room and put on a two-piece conservative pajamas. She didn't dare to be wild anymore, for fear of hurting Ye Lancheng's self-esteem.
Climbing into the bed, An Zhisu quietly put his arm on Ye Lancheng's waist: "Acheng..."
"Shut up!" Ye Lancheng really didn't want to listen to his wife's ideas anymore.
"Ah Cheng……"
"sleep!"
"Ah Cheng……"
Ye Lancheng turned over and locked her in his arms. A warning voice came from above his head: "If you don't sleep, I will throw you down."
An Zhisu immediately shut up.
Ye Lancheng got clean and closed his eyes.
But An Zhisu couldn't sleep. She had slept for more than ten hours on the plane, and with the jet lag, she was really a pig if she could fall asleep.
But the sound of even breathing soon came from Ye Lancheng behind him. He had been tired for a day and was noisy to this point. He couldn't sleep well without his wife around these days. Now that his wife finally came back, he felt a sense of solidity.
Then he fell into sleep.
An Zhisu waited until he fell asleep before she dared to move, nor did she dare to crawl out of his arms, because based on experience, no matter where she crawled, he would subconsciously drag her back. So she just crawled out a little and stretched.
He raised his arm and took the phone from the bedside table.
Then I started searching on the Internet for the question "How to treat men's incompetence".
The answers turned out to be very varied. Only then did An Zhisu realize that there are many symptoms of "men's incompetence". If you want to prescribe the right medicine, you must first understand the cause. Only by finding the cause can you prescribe the right medicine.
An Zhisu didn't know what kind of "can't" Ye Lancheng's "can't do" belonged to. Ye Lancheng hid his illness and refused to talk about it, and she was not allowed to ask. This... was very difficult.
An Zhisu searched and searched on the Internet. After a few hours, her eyelids could no longer hold up and she started to fight. She fell asleep in a daze. Her phone fell to the bed, and the page was still on the family page.
The official website of the Andrology Hospital.
Ye Lancheng slept very well. He didn't open his eyes until around eight o'clock in the morning. His little wife slept like a koala on top of him, with one leg almost up to his neck.
Ye Lancheng glanced at her belly subconsciously. It was still a little round last night, but it became flat again after sleeping. It didn't look like she was pregnant at all.
I wish I was overthinking it.
Ye Lancheng gently took off his little wife's long legs, got out of the bed lightly, and stuffed a pillow into his little wife's arms. The little wife turned over holding the pillow, was hit by the cell phone, and muttered from her waist.
He took out his cell phone and threw it away, almost throwing it off the bed.
Ye Lancheng saved her cell phone in time. He picked up the phone and was about to put it on the bedside table when his fingerprint accidentally unlocked the lock. The official website of a certain men's hospital suddenly came into view.
Ye Lancheng:......
Seeing that my little wife stayed up late at night and was still browsing this kind of webpage, and even consulted their online customer service, Ye Lancheng's back teeth were almost worn away.
Idiotically deleting the webpage and browsing traces, Ye Lancheng slapped his little wife on the butt punitively.
"Well..." An Zhisu twisted his butt but still didn't wake up.
Ye Lancheng slapped her on the butt again, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.
An Zhisu slept soundly, completely unaware that she had been spanked. She hugged the pillow and thought she was hugging Ye Lancheng, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
Ye Lancheng simply washed up and changed into the linen home clothes An Zhisu made for him last time. Without waking up his little wife, he walked out of the room quietly and went downstairs to make breakfast.
Ye Lancheng spent half an hour in the kitchen making an exquisite breakfast. It was so exquisite that even the eggs were beaten into a heart shape. It also came with a small piece of steak and a small flower carved on the carrots. The presentation skills were comparable to that of a Western restaurant.
chef.
An Zhisu wandered to the kitchen sniffing the scent like a puppy that had just woken up, hugged Ye Lancheng from behind, rubbed her cheek against his back: "Ah Cheng, good morning."
Ye Lancheng turned around and bent down to place a kiss on her forehead: "Morning."
An Zhisu was elated: "What delicious food did you cook for me?"
"Steak, fried eggs, toast, oat milk." Ye Lancheng held two exquisite plates and motioned for her to go out.
An Zhisu was so happy that she ran out obediently and sat on the dining chair like a child in kindergarten waiting for dinner.
Ye Lancheng put the breakfast in front of her, then turned over and brought toast and milk.
An Zhisu was so happy when she saw the heart-shaped omelette that she couldn't bear to eat it even with a knife and fork.
Ye Lancheng cut his own omelette and fed it to her, and An Zhisu took it in his mouth in one bite, farting incoherently: "It's delicious, Ah Cheng, your cooking skills are getting better and better."
"Eat." It was so early in the morning that Ye Lancheng couldn't resist his young wife's love talk.
An Zhisu giggled, immersed himself in fighting with the fried eggs and steak on the plate.
She recently invented a new way of eating in France, which is to cut the steak into thin slices and put them on toast in layers, then pour some black pepper juice, put a vegetable leaf, and cover it with a piece of toast.
, the Western-style roujiamo is out of the oven, and it tastes so good.
Ye Lancheng:......
It’s also a Western-style roujiamo. Isn’t this just a hamburger?
Have designers always had such big ideas?
No wonder he didn't touch her last night, so she thought she was in trouble and went to consult an andrology hospital.
Ye Lancheng felt a little embarrassed when he thought about this.
While An Zhisu was eating, he noticed that Ye Lancheng's face turned dark. He suddenly thought of what happened last night, and carefully put his Western-style meat buns to his mouth: "Acheng, try it, it tastes great.
.”
The customer service of the Andrology Hospital said that when a man suffers from this disease, what he needs most is the support of his family, especially his wife’s persistence, which can effectively relieve men’s psychological pressure.
An Zhisu wanted to tell Ye Lancheng personally, husband, I really don't dislike you.
"You can eat it yourself." Ye Lancheng pushed her paw away in disgust. He hated eating burgers, no matter what form they were.
An Zhisu felt aggrieved and did not dare to persuade him to take a bite. He silently took it back and continued eating.
Ye Lancheng glanced sideways at her, speechless. It was obvious that he had been misunderstood. He was not aggrieved yet, but his wife was aggrieved first.
I really got spoiled by myself.
Ye Lancheng began to reflect on himself and reflected on whether he was too good at pampering his little wife.
After thinking about it for a while, I didn’t feel like I was used to it.
Well, it's not a big problem, who can still be a little temperamental.
After reflecting for a minute, Ye Lancheng concluded that he could still be pampered, and his little wife still had a lot of room for pampering.