My Little Happiness

Cong Rong made a difficult smile, "Then you look well, maybe you will need it later."

After turning to go to the bedroom to take a nap, Dr. Wen really sat on the bay window and watched the marriage law for an afternoon.

Cong Rong fell asleep until it was dark. When she came out of the bedroom, Wen Shaoqing was sitting on the sofa, pointing to a picture in a medical book to tell Zhong Zhen, she did not disturb the two, from the other side Go to the sofa in the corner and pick up the phone to read the mail.

After Wen Shaoqing's speech, Zhong Zhen couldn't accidentally slap his ass, "Boss, you talked so well! I will understand as soon as you say it!"

Cong Rong looked at it with a smile, and it happened that Wen Shaoqing turned to look at her, hooked her lips and looked at her for a few seconds before looking at Zhong Zhen, "Compliment me not to use the same words every time, and occasionally change patterns. This part of my content was summarized when I was in school. I went to the library to find my notes. You read the book yourself. "

After he finished speaking, he got up and went to the study. Zhong Zhen watched him with admiration.

Cong Rong lowered his head and continued to read the email with a smile. The phone reminded him of a new email. She opened it smoothly, her face instantly turned pale, staring blankly at the screen for a long while before remembering to close the page, but the phone did not respond for a long time. Still staying on the screen just now.

Zhong Zhen turned her head to see her abnormal look, so she walked over curiously to see, "What's wrong with cousin?"

Cong Rong couldn't stop it, Zhong Zhen looked at the probe, and then screamed in horror as he took off the phone in Cong Rong's hand. The phone fell to the ground, and I didn't know where it touched again. A sharp female voice screamed Suddenly the sound came out,

Continuous screams stimulated the eardrums, but Cong Rong and Zhong Zhen were both dull, without any movement, and allowed the mobile phone lying on the floor to continuously make noise.

Wen Shaoqing quickly came out of the study room when he heard the movement, walked over to pick up the phone, and watched for a few seconds. The screen was a white woman with a shawl and a **** face on his face. He screamed and looked at the screen. In response, the machine was forcibly turned off, the screen quickly went black, and the sound disappeared. He looked up at Cong Rong, took out his mobile phone, took out his mobile phone card, and replaced it with Cong Rong's mobile phone card. The whole process was a calm and calm look, and finally put the mobile phone on the table before sitting Go to Cong Rong and gently put on the back of her hand, "Poisoned, you use mine first, all the data are backed up?"

At the moment he was touched, Cong Rong shivered violently and nodded stiffly for a while, trying to calm himself down. "You don't need it? What if the hospital finds you?"

Wen Shaoqing waited for her to adjust to her touch and gradually took her hand, gently opening her face gently, "I have a spare."

Cong Rong nodded and turned to look at the same pale Zhong Zhen, "Brother, are you okay?"

Zhong Zhen was still frightened, and was just interrupted by Wen Shaoqing's frown when he just wanted to say, "What are you afraid of, what you haven't seen in the hospital, what's your name?"

Zhong Zhen argued, leaning up to hug Wen Shaoqing's thigh, "Not the same, this is too ... I dare not go home by myself, boss, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Wen Shaoqing kicked him, "I don't have that hobby! You are really afraid that you can let Yang Yi sleep."

Zhong Zhen did not pick, nodded heavily, "That will do! Let a handful protect me."

Wen Shaoqing glanced at Cong Rong and handed the key to Zhongzhen to wink his eyes. "You go to the door and let Yibing play for a while."

Zhong Zhen looked at Wen Shaoqing and Cong Rong, and nodded obediently to the opposite door.

Wen Shaoqing waited for the door to be closed again before pulling the tissue on the table to wipe away the cold sweat in Cong Rong's palm. He smiled and said, "Okay, I've taken him away, don't hold it hard, I'm so scared Got it? "

Cong Rong nodded honestly, Wen Shaoqing smiled comfortably and took her into his arms, calmly comforting, "Don't be afraid, it's all fake."

Cong Rong is still in a state of horror. If it was n’t for Zhong Zhen just now, she had already collapsed. At this moment, she was relieved to smell the familiar smell on Wen Shaoqing ’s body. She stretched her arms to hug his waist and nestled in his arms. I felt better, quietly stopped talking.

Wen Shaoqing's chest shook. "This is the first time you have taken the initiative to hug me. I have known this for a long time. I have heard Zhong Zhen tell you ghost stories. You have seen so many autopsy reports. Are you afraid of doing this?"

Cong Rong ignored his ridicule, his cheek pressed tightly to the shirt fabric on his chest, and his heart thumped, "Not the same, I see all in jpg format, this is gif! No, it is in avi format ! "

Wen Shaoqing patted her back with one hand to appease, and gently kneaded with one hand over her eyes. "I told you last time, my eyes are reflexed, and my heartbeat will be eased after a few rubs."

Wen Shaoqing rubbed his fingertips and gradually felt a touch of wetness. His hand was a meal, but he didn't ask much and continued rubbing gently.

Cong Rong knew that he must have noticed that she was crying, but in fact she was not crying. She felt aggrieved, and her eyes became wet as soon as her eyes were hot. In addition, he squeezed it out, and she was embarrassed. It ’s not really a big deal to get up, but the emotions come up at once, and she does n’t control it.

The movements of Wen Shaoqing's men were still gentle, but in a place she couldn't see, her expression suddenly became dignified and she stared at the mobile phone on the table, not knowing what she was thinking.

Cong Rong gathered his emotions for a long time before taking a deep breath and pulling down Wen Shaoqing's hand, and raised his head to smile slightly at him, "It's alright."

Wen Shaoqing looked at her quietly, and she seemed to laugh more and more in front of him, and the smile in her eyes became more and more unscrupulous. Unlike the time when I just reunited, although I occasionally smiled at him, my eyes were always uneasy and cautious. At the moment, her eyes were wet, and her eyes became darker and brighter. The smile on her face made him move, and she bowed her head and kissed her eyes without thinking.

Cong Rong's eyelashes trembled, closing his eyes and opening, "I'm really fine."

Wen Shaoqing's lips grinded at her eyebrows and answered vaguely, "You can cry in front of me."

Cong Rong became more embarrassed, as if to prove something, he pushed away and solemnly looked at his eyes and explained, "It's really nothing, maybe I'm sick and I feel a bit like this ... I'm fine now."

Wen Shaoqing looked at her for a while, and suddenly asked, "What happened?"

Cong Rong knew that Wen Shaoqing had seen some clues before, and this kind of thing happened again tonight. It was almost impossible to hide him. After a long while, he embarrassed himself, "I may have some trouble."

Wen Shaoqing held her hand and nodded calmly, "Tell me."

Cong Rong took a deep breath, "I received a commission some time ago, a case of financial money laundering, and later the party provided false evidence, I pushed it, the boss of that company heard that it has a background, probably think it was rejected, no face, no Not forgiving, that's it. "

After listening, Wen Shaoqing groaned, "Isn't it an accident to fall off the stairs?"

Cong Rong shook his head, "It's hard to say."

Wen Shaoqing quickly asked again, "What about your car?"

"Car ..." Cong Rong thought of the unrecognizable car, frowned, and could not continue.

Wen Shaoqing probably guessed it and stopped asking, "Why didn't you tell me these things?"

Cong Rong hesitated, "I don't want to trouble you."

He raised his hand to take her into his arms, and suddenly he solemnly opened her name, "Cong Rong."

Cong Rong responded and wanted to sit up in his arms but was hugged tighter by him. His voice from Qing Yue quickly rang above his head.

Cong Rong didn't know how to answer, staring blankly at the signature on his arm.

"A man, besides having to fight a few lives to be complete, he also needs to find a woman who loves her and loves her so that she can solve all her troubles. It ’s complete, there ’s no trouble, no trouble, I ’ll be happy to help you solve your trouble. ”

After that, she let go of her and looked at her eyes with a slight smile.

There was never serious solemnity on his face. Her eyes suddenly turned red, but she smiled and said, "Wen Shaoqing, my hand hurts."

Wen Shaoqing was stunned, "Uh ... this ... manpower cannot compete with it ..."

She leaned into his arms with a smile, feeling him patting her back, his fingers gently resting on her pulse, a slight touch, the warm feeling was not so strong, but let She was inexplicably relieved.

Her pulse still jumped fast, and Wen Shaoqing thought about it and suggested, "If you are still afraid, you can sleep with me."

Cong Rong gave him a glance, "Dr. Wen is going to cook, I'm hungry."

Wen Shaoqing nodded, and said seriously, "Tonight's dishes you can't eat."

Cong Rong thought that Wen Shaoqing was kidding, but only when she stood in the kitchen did she realize that he was serious.

She watched him wash his vegetables and cut vegetables in front of the counter with her sleeves, slender and beautiful hands, skillful and superb cutters, and an unhurried posture, which was pleasing to the eye. The oil in the pan was hot, he poured the ingredients into the pan, and there was a piercing sound. The pungent spicy rushed from the nasal cavity into the chest cavity without warning, but Cong Rong was stimulated.

In the ear was the sound of the hood working, she was choked and started to cough and tears.

Wen Shaoqing turned to look at her, "Go out quickly if you feel choking, and you don't need a supervisor."

Cong Rong shook his head, standing on the spot and continuing to cough and shed tears.

Wen Shaoqing smiled, and she went.

Cong Rong sat at the dining table and looked at the dishes full of dishes. She really could not eat these dishes made by Wen Shaoqing.

Geleshan spicy chicken, sauerkraut fish, and the rest are a few faint vegetarian dishes. Fortunately, the color is clear, and it looks quite appetizing.

Cong Rong asked with his chin, "Why, besides Shaanxi people, there are also Chongqing people in your international students?"

Before Wen Shaoqing spoke, Zhong Zhen raised his hand to speak, "I know this! My boss's boss Professor Xu is from Chongqing!"

Wen Shaoqing nodded, "Well, Professor Xu Hanyang, I taught me when I was studying at University X. The letter of introduction I went abroad was also written by him for me, and it is also in our hospital now."

Cong Rong thought for a while, "Professor Wen will not be a butcher in the future, he can be a husband, and the business is definitely hot."

Wen Shaoqing shook his hand with baby dishes, turned his head to look at Cong Rongzi and repeated it roundly, "Butcher?"

Cong Rong accidentally said what was in his heart. He coughed awkwardly, "Eat, eat."

There have been so many things happening recently, Cong Rong was not in a mood to eat or drink, but then the blue-and-white porcelain plate occupies the center of the dining table. There are more red peppers than the tender and tender chicken pieces. In addition, Zhong Zhen was holding a pair of long chopsticks and waving in front of her. Wen Shaoqing only caught a piece for a long time, but the expression was very enjoyable. She gradually moved her heart. After looking at Wen Shaoqing, the chopsticks moved to that one. Blue and white porcelain plate.

The chicken nuggets are crispy in the mouth, with the fragrance of dried chili oil and spicy crispy fragrance, she is addicted to eating and eating.

Zhong Zhen asked Cong Rong while picking chicken nuggets in the chili, "Aren't your cousins ​​not spicy? You eat that fried asparagus, that dish is not spicy."

Cong Rong picked the chicken piece in the same motion, was blocked by Zhong Zhen for a few times, and went to pick the fish in the pot next to him. "You control me."

The hot and sour taste stimulated the taste buds. She ate tears and runny nose. It seemed that those annoying disturbances were all the same, and the fear caused by the intimidating video disappeared.

Zhong Zhen watched as a piece of fish was snatched by Cong Rong, and raised his head with a serious exhortation, "Cousin, you have a broken bone, you should avoid it."

"It's okay to eat once in a while." Cong Rong scoffed at his sounding reasons, turned his head and looked at Wen Shaoqing for support, "right?"

Wen Shaoqing looked at Cong Rong, then Zhong Zhen, and finally smiled at Cong Rong slightly, then nodded softly, "Well."

Cong Rong's smug look at Zhong Zhongzheng raised his chin, quite provocatively.

Zhong Zhen was not convinced, "Boss, are you a doctor? Are you used to patients who are so disobedient?"

Wen Shaoqing glanced at him, "Yes, if you put on a white coat, you will not take it off."

Zhong Zhen pouted, whispered, "It's a beast in a white coat, but a naked beast when you take it off."

Wen Shaoqing raised an eyebrow after listening, "You will wash the dishes later."

Zhong Zhen stunned, "Why?"

Wen Shaoqing smiled at him, "Because, in general, animals do not wash dishes."

Zhong Zhen wailed and continued to fight with spicy chicken, sauerkraut and fish.

Cong Rong didn't dare to really eat and drink regardless of it, and he cared about his own hands. After eating for a while, he moved to suckling pigeon soup.

After the meal, Zhong Zhen went to the kitchen to wash the dishes with the pitiful appearance of a young daughter-in-law. The disabled person Cong Rong was sitting on the sofa and was preparing to pick up desserts prepared by Wen Shaoqing.

Cong Rong stared at a whole bowl of double-skin milk and touched his belly. "I just ate too much and couldn't eat any more."

Wen Shaoqing handed it in front of her again, don't make a deep opening, "Eating sour, spicy and irritating food can relieve stress, and eating sweet will be good."

Cong Rong nodded and quickly took it over to start eating.

Just after Zhong Zhen entered the kitchen, she protruded her head and grinned. "Boss, I am afraid of washing dishes alone."

Wen Shaoqing stooped and touched the letting on his feet, letting him quickly stand up and run to the kitchen.

With a companion, Zhen Zhen finally calmed down, and Cong Rong took a long breath after eating a full bowl of double-skin milk, "satisfied."

All sorts of washing dishes in the kitchen suddenly called Cong Rong, "Cousin, come in."

Cong Rong looked at Wen Shaoqing and saw that he didn't mind. He got up and entered the kitchen. "What's wrong?"

Zhong Zhen glanced outside, then lowered his voice and said, "Cousin, don't say that my boss is a husband in the future."

Cong Rong wondered, "Huh?"

Zhong Zhen turned off the faucet and turned to watch Cong Rong earnestly say, "In fact, although my boss has done a good job of cooking, it was not often done before."

Cong Rong frowned, "Say what you want to say directly, and the horrors aren't at all."

Zhong Zhen's voice was lowered a bit, "It's only after I became a neighbor with you that I gradually do more, I think ... he's because of you."

Cong Rong moved his heart, eyes closed for a long time without speaking.

Zhong Zhen didn't get any response, shrugged, turned around and continued to wash the dishes, "Cousin, are you seriously in love with my boss?"

After a long time, Cong Rong asked ambiguously, "What do you say?"

Zhong Zhen hesitated. "Well ... how it doesn't feel right. I think people who fall in love with their girlfriends are coquettish with their boyfriends. Did your cousin coquettish with my boss?"

Cong Rong just imagined the scene a little and then raised a goose bump, and resolutely replied, "No."

Zhong Zhen looked angry, "You can't do this, cousin, you have to learn to be coquettish! Have you never heard that a woman who is coquettish is the best life? Do you know Soft Girl?"

Cong Rong lowered his head and thought for a while, then quickly looked up and asked, "Which is Zhou Chengcheng?"

Zhong Zhen disagreed, "Sister Cheng Cheng is a soft girl, she is obviously playing the role of a pig and a tiger."

Cong Rong laughed, "You can see it all."

Zhong Zhen washed a bowl and suddenly asked, "Cousin, who is Cheng Cheng?"

Cong Rong's eyes flashed, "What do you mean?"

Zhong Zhen thieves said, "She is more than a court clerk, right?"

Cong Rong looked at him indifferently, "Why do you see it?"

"Cut ~" Zhong Zhen looked disdainful, "Cousin, do you think I'm a fool, which court clerk will drive a Porsche to get off work?"

Cong Rong glanced at him in agreement, and then asked, "Did you hand in the paper?"

Zhong Zhen looked stagnant, "Why are you talking to my boss? If you don't agree, just let in your homework! If you don't ask, don't ask!"

Cong Rong waved disapprovingly, "What should I do! It's getting late, I'll go back to bed first."

As soon as she left the kitchen, she saw Wen Shaoqing standing at the door, saw her coming out, and asked with a slight smile, "Are you going back?"

Cong Rong was indeed tired, and said hello to Wen Shaoqing. After returning home, he got into the quilt after bathing. Within two minutes, Wen Shaoqing knocked on the door and walked in with the cup and medicine.

In the evening, he was an orphan and a widow again. Did he enter her house without saying hello?

I wonder if the lights in the room were too ambiguous, or she had other thoughts. From the front door to the bed, in just a few steps, Cong Rong was blushing and heartbeat. He dared not look at his eyes, but his eyes could not be controlled He fluttered towards his face, but the light was not too bright, and she couldn't see her abnormality.

When he approached, Cong Rong coughed and complained, "Did you forget to give me something back?"

Wen Shaoqing put his hand on the bedside table, and suddenly sat on the bed, his hands on the side of Cong Rong, leaning very close and asking, "What?"

Cong Rong pulled back, and his momentum immediately weakened, his voice lowered a bit, "My key."

Wen Shaoqing looked inexplicable, "I haven't asked you for the key to my house."

Cong Rong was stunned, "I can give you back."

Wen Shaoqing shook his head, "I don't want it."

Cong Rong subconsciously said, "Then you give me my key back."

Wen Shaoqing continued inexplicably, "I didn't ask you for the key to my house."

Cong Rong froze for another moment, only to find this conversation very familiar, "I can give it back to you."

Wen Shaoqing shook his head, "I don't want it."

Cong Rong was completely stunned, blinked, and bowed her head to touch her forehead. She was stunned by the butcher again.

Wen Shaoqing pulled down her hand, put the water cup in her hand, and put the other hand on her side face, smiling broadly, "Take the medicine."

Cong Rong looked at the smiley face in front of him. His eyes were dark and clear, so bright that she forgot to refuse, obediently finished the medicine, Wen Shaoqing raised her hand to turn off the light, but she took the lead to press the switch on the table lamp. Office, "Leave the lights on."

Wen Shaoqing looked at her and asked ridiculously, "Why don't you keep me? Am I safer and more reliable than the lamp?"