My Husband, Warm The Bed

Jian Ran stood up and sat beside Qin Yue, glancing at the table. There were over ten different sized dishes, and most of them were rather spicy, which were not suitable for patients who had high fever.

After sizing up all of them, Jian Ran's gaze was fixated on the bowl of porridge on the table.

Even if Jian Ran didn't know how to eat medicine, she knew that Acrylic could increase a woman's blood circulation and nourish her yin. She couldn't possibly let Qin Yue, who had a high fever, drink this, right?

Qin Yue usually only ate light meals, those meals were all made by this auntie, how could she cook such a dish when he was sick?

Jian Ran looked around and then looked at Qin Yue with doubt: "Are you sure that these dishes were prepared by the Aunt Chen for you?"

"No." Qin Yue looked at Jian Ran, his gaze deep and gentle. I made the Aunt Chen specially prepare these for you. "

Jian Ran was surprised: "You prepared it for me?"

Qin Yue nodded.

With just a simple sentence, Qin Yue swept away the haze in his heart. So it wasn't just her that was worried about him, he was also thinking about her.

"Thank you!" Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue and laughed, then picked up the chopsticks to start eating.

Due to the matter with Qin Yue, Jian Ran was too worried about eating breakfast, and now that lunch had dragged on, she was really hungry, so her manner of eating was not graceful at all.

Qin Yue looked at her with his profound gaze. After a long while, he opened his mouth and asked. "Did you suffer some sort of grievance today?"

Jian Ran was not a person who would easily shed tears. The scene of her crying just now was extremely deep in Qin Yue's memories and his intuition told him that she must have suffered some sort of grievance.

Jian Ran paused for a moment, raised her head and glared at him, and said with her nasal voice: "I have been wronged."

"Tell me about it. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll help you vent your anger. " Qin Yue sounded like a joke to him, but he paid attention to every single change in Jian Ran's expression.

"The one who made me feel wronged was you." Jian Ran really wanted to say this, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.

"Knock knock ~ ~ ~"

pushed the door and entered the room, placing a document in front of Qin Yue: "Boss Qin, this document requires your signature."

Liu Yong brought the document in front of him and flipped through the pages, then used English to talk to Qin Yue.

Jian Ran did not quite understand what he was talking about. She had roughly heard some key words about buying something.

As the two conversed, Qin Yue finished reading the documents. He took the pen Liu Yong handed him and quickly signed his English name — — Leo Qin.

Liu Yong kept the documents and exited the room. Qin Yue casually glanced at the contents of the box on the table.

Qin Yue had a very deep memory of this thermal insulating box. The exact same box that Jian Ran had used to prepare the seaweed dumplings for him last time.

"What's that?" He looked at the heat preservation box on the tea table and asked gently.

Jian Ran followed his gaze and looked over. When she saw the thermal insulating box that she had brought with him, she stammered, "N-nothing."

"Hmm?" Qin Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at Jian Ran quietly.

Jian Ran was flustered by his gaze, and could only speak honestly: "I brought you the vegetable porridge. I was worried that you would not be used to it, so I didn't take it out to give it to you."

Qin Yue coughed lightly, and said very seriously: "Jian Ran, you are not me, how do you know that I would not like it? You didn't even ask me, and didn't even give me a chance to choose. How could you easily make a decision for me? "

At that time, he had made the decision to marry Jian Ran, and he would try to accept everything from her, no matter if it was good or bad.

But the feeling Jian Ran gave him recently was that she didn't believe him, didn't believe him, or still didn't believe him!

Jian Ran lowered her head and whispered like a child who had done something wrong: "En, in the future, I will definitely make the decision for you without asking for your opinion."

Seeing Jian Ran lower her head like a frustrated wife, Qin Yue felt it was kind of funny. "I'm just hungry, go and get it and help me fill a bowl."

"Yes." Jian Ran brought the thermal insulation box over and said while holding the porridge, "This is mustard orchid porridge, it might be a little bitter, so you should be fine, right?"

"I'm not picky with food." Qin Yue was not a normal picky eater, it was just that he could eat anything Jian Ran cooked, no matter what she did.

Just like last time, he ate the onion even though he knew he was allergic to it.

Ever since he got married, he's been trying very hard to be a good husband.

"Is it delicious?" Jian Ran looked at him and asked with a smile.

"Not bad." This time Qin Yue generously praised her and took another big bite.

Watching Qin Yue eat the porridge that he cooked personally, while also enjoying the porridge with relish, a tinge of sweetness surfaced in Jian Ran's heart, as if they were getting a little closer.

Qin Yue would normally not say anything nice to her, but after knowing that her hands and feet were cold, he would prepare gloves and a warm water bag for her, and would use his actions to take care of her.

Since then, she had slept very well every night and had never been woken up by the cold in her limbs like before.

Just as Qin Yue was drinking his porridge, Xu Huiyi and a doctor knocked on the door and entered.

The doctor was the one that Jian Ran had met earlier in the morning, the one who had given him the needle.

The doctor's gaze swept across Jian Ran and landed on the bowl of porridge Qin Yue was eating, "Young Master, your fever has yet to subside and you may cause other problems at any time, so please don't eat food that is not strictly made by us for now. It would be bad if the bacteria get infected."

Hearing the doctor's words, Jian Ran felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She was clearly trying to say that the things she had done were not clean.

Yes, she admitted that she had not known Qin Yue as long as them. They had a deep relationship with Qin Yue, but she was Qin Yue's wife.

Just as Jian Ran was feeling extremely depressed, her body was suddenly embraced by Qin Yue. His low and heavy voice slowly but surely sounded in her ears, "Hutt's aid, Doctor Liang, let me introduce my wife, Jian Ran, to you."

My wife, Jian Ran!

It was just five simple words, but it instantly stabbed right into Jian Ran's heart, causing her heart to soften in an instant as she looked at Qin Yue quietly and gently.

Yes, from the day they got married, Jian Ran was no longer Miss Jian — — she was Mrs. Qin.

Qin Yue looked at Jian Ran again, her gaze softening: "Jian Ran, Hutt's aid and Doctor Liang are people who have been working by my side for a long time. On the surface, it seems that they are working together, but in reality, we are all friends, just like my family."

Qin Yue's words were pleasant to hear, but he once again emphasized the true relationship between the two of them.