"I'm waiting for you to come back and see if there's anything wrong with me! Why have you been gone so long?"
Qiao Yuyan took the coat he had taken off for him, then picked up a clean piece of homely clothes and handed it to him, but her eyes kept falling on his face, as if she wanted to see through his inner thoughts.
Wen Tingyuan knew at a glance that she probably knew about being stopped by Jiahe.
Qiao Yuyan doesn't regard him as her real husband yet. If at this time, because of such a small thing, the two of them are separated, it will be really unworthy.
"I just met Jiahe on the way here, and I was confused by her and said a lot of incomprehensible things."
Qiao Yuyan felt relieved. She had a vague feeling that Jiahe seemed to have been hostile to them and said some strange things in front of her several times.
She was afraid that Wen Tingyuan was unprepared, and since she was a princess in the palace, it was hard to tell what was behind her.
Seeing him say it now, Qiao Yuyan didn't hide it, "I've always felt that she has a serious mind and seems to have an outgoing temper, but there are a lot of little calculations inside. It's better for us to stay away from her."
Wen Tingyuan originally wanted Qiao Yuyan to keep a distance from Jiahe, but when he heard her say this, he seemed to worry about it in vain, "Well, so do you, especially when I'm not at home during this period, you are here...everything...
Be careful."
Qiao Yuyan agreed with a smile, then took him to the next room, pointing to the large and small boxes she had sorted out, "You said you were going for ten days and a half, but I don't know which ones will be used.
It's been sorted out for you.
Come and see what you need to bring with you, and what you don’t need to bring because it’s not convenient on the road.”
She was chattering among the pile of things, and Wen Tingyuan stood behind her, with an inexplicable smile on his face.
When Qiao Yuyan turned around and saw his expression, she couldn't help but be surprised, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Wen Tingyuan smiled and shook his head, then pointed to the corner and asked, "What are those?"
Qiao Yuyan glanced at him helplessly, "Didn't I tell you just now? That's a gift for Mr., I must bring this."
Wen Tingyuan smiled and nodded. Somewhere in the corner of his heart, he suddenly felt filled. A voice whispered to him that this was the life he had always wanted.
She is where he belongs.
Qiao Yuyan felt that Wen Tingyuan was a little absent-minded, so she had to sort it out in front of him bit by bit.
By the time everything was sorted out, it was getting dark.
Seeing that she was tired, Wen Tingyuan took the initiative to sit behind her and massage her shoulders after she finished washing.
It made Qiao Yuyan blush.
Even though she had gradually gotten used to the two of them getting along, this still made her feel uncomfortable.
As soon as his fingers landed on his shoulders, Qiao Yuyan couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't move, I'll press it for you."
Qiao Yuyan kept hiding aside, "Forget it, forget it, what does it look like? It won't respect anyone who sees it."
Just then, Grandma Wang brought her a cup of stewed soup and said, "Madam, this is too thin-skinned. Master, this is because I understand my wife's hard work! And in your own house, how can you say respect or disrespect?"
After saying that, he went out with a smile on his face, his eyes and brows filled with satisfaction for Wen Tingyuan.
Qiao Yuyan was already thin-skinned, so how could she withstand Grandma Wang's teasing.
But Wen Tingyuan smiled softly in her ear and said, "You just have to bear it, otherwise I'm afraid grandma will say tomorrow that you don't give me face, and I won't be able to get off the stage."
Qiao Yuyan thought about it carefully and realized that this was really something that Grandma Wang might do.
At the moment, I could only let him go with a blushing face.
But I have to say that Wen Tingyuan's massage technique is actually quite good, with moderate lightness and good control.
The key is that he is right behind her, and the subtle fragrance on his body seems to be clinging to her, making Qiao Yuyan feel like the two of them are integrated into one.
The uncomfortable feeling at the beginning gradually disappeared, and my heart slowly calmed down.
Qiao Yuyan thought of her past life inexplicably.
Speaking of which, she didn't know at first that her marriage was a careful plan by Wen Liang and Qiao Yuning.
So when they first got married, in her heart, she and Wen Liang loved each other, and that was why they ended their marriage.
No matter how Wen Liang thought of her at the time, in her heart, that man was her husband, the man she would spend her whole life with and have children with.
But in Wen Liang, Qiao Yuyan had never felt such a sense of security as at this moment.
At that time, she was always surrounding Wen Liang. Everything she said, did, and thought was all because of him. She was afraid that he would be cold, afraid of being hot, afraid that he would be bored, and afraid that he would be annoyed.
It seemed that from the moment she married him, she should give everything, even though no one told her so.
Now, when it came to Wen Tingyuan, she seemed to suddenly realize that, in fact, husband and wife should probably be facing each other.
She devoted herself to him, and he devoted himself to her.
Or is it because they are not really married?
Or, in Wen Tingyuan's heart, because she is Qiao Yuyan, the girl he watched grow up, that's why he protects himself like this?
Thinking of this, Qiao Yuyan felt a little upset, but she quickly shook her head and drove the thought away.
No matter what, they are now one.
Wen Tingyuan asked in confusion: "What's wrong? The strength is wrong?"
Qiao Yuyan came back to her senses and quickly shook her head with a smile, "No, I'm just a little sleepy."
"Then go to bed early!"
Qiao Yuyan looked at the cup of soup on the table and felt confused, "What should I do with this soup?"
She was going to sleep soon, and if she drank it, her stomach would be upset.
But Grandma Wang couldn't bear to think that the food she had stewed all night was wasted like this.
So Qiao Yuyan turned to Wen Tingyuan as if begging, "How about..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he noticed the embarrassment between Wen Tingyuan's brows.
This is indeed a bit difficult for him. He seems to have no requirements for food and is very self-disciplined. He only eats half a bowl of rice for dinner and does not eat meat. After that, he will not eat anything except tea.
This bowl of soup this late in the evening was really a bit difficult for him.
"Mother Wang's kind wishes..." Qiao Yuyan looked at him with a little expectancy, "How about you drink it once?"
Seeing that he was still standing still, Qiao Yuyan could only sigh, "Okay! Then I'd better drink it myself, but I don't know if I will have a stomachache at night."
After saying that, she went to pick up the soup bowl. Before her hands could even touch it, a slender hand picked up the bowl before her.
Then Qiao Yuyan saw Wen Tingyuan finish the soup in one breath, as if taking medicine, put the bowl on the table, and gave her a helpless look, "Okay, go to bed quickly! I'm going to rinse my mouth.
"
Qiao Yuyan went to bed with a smile on her face. When she lay down, she suddenly realized something.