Sweet Wife, be Good!

"You are afraid of hurting your son." Xia Jiu snorted lightly.

"You can understand that too." Shen Muhan reminded her, only to realize that she still had a child in her belly.

"Why are you taking care of me?"

Shen Muhan added completely: "Your hand."

Xia Jiu really wanted to roll his eyes at the straight man with cancer, "Because I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to take care of myself and hurt your son?"

Shen Muhan has never had the habit of taking care of others, including his parents and sisters, and he has never taken care of him personally.

As for why, he didn't want to explore, there was no reason, he decided something, no need to ask the reason, just look at the result.

"Then I assure you that even if you are not there, I can take care of myself and my children. Han Shao, if this is the case, you can go back?" Xia Jiu really didn't want to be under the same roof with this man, otherwise not only If he doesn't heal his hands, he will be **** to death.

Shen Muhan turned his face halfway, "I have decided something, do you need your consent?"

"..." Xia Jiu puffed up, "Then I would rather have my hand broken than see you where I live!"

"Stupid." Shen Muhan snorted lightly, stood up, and went straight into the kitchen.

"I'm stupid, you're stupid out of reach! Why don't you switch to someone else to take care of me!" Xia Jiu vented on the pillow, lying on the sofa.

other people? When Shen Muhan thought that it was inconvenient for her to take a bath and wash her hair, she needed someone to help, and someone else would look over her, and his whole body became hostile.

Fingers move slightly, there is the urge to goug people's eyes!

She can give it a try and be someone else!

The doorbell rang again, and Xia Jiu got up from the sofa. Shen Muhan had already opened the door ahead of her, and the food delivery was standing at the door.

Shen Muhan was full of hostility, with an unfathomable black color in his eyes. The deliveryman was so scared that he handed the food in his hand to him and ran away in a hurry.

Xia Jiu took the takeaway from him, opened it, and sighed in a low voice: "It's so fragrant, I said, I don't need someone to take care of it. Sitting at home, I can order all the food in the neighborhood."

She ordered pizza and fried chicken wings, as well as a large glass of ice cola, which was deliciously mouth-watering.

It’s just that the right hand is injured and it’s not convenient. It took a long time to open a take-out box, and almost spilled Coke in the middle.

She glared at Shen Muhan's back while smirking, he was still busy in the kitchen, Gao Leng's back seemed to be someone owed him money.

He also said that he was here to take care of her. He didn't see that she couldn't open the box, and he didn't say he wanted to come and help.

Wait for her to take it apart for a while, and never give him a bit of food, just let him watch.

Xia Jiu took a lot of effort and finally opened the box.

Just picking up a piece of pizza and putting it to his mouth, Shen Muhan brought the plate over. There were four dishes and one soup, steaming and fragrant green pepper fried pork, cola lemon chicken wings, fried reed shrimp, tomato scrambled eggs, and Meatball tofu soup, there are still green vegetables and white onions in the soup.

There is also crystal clear white rice.

How did he conjure these things? Ming Ming Xia Jiu watched him enter the door with his own eyes, but didn't watch what he brought.

But I didn't see him order takeaway either.

Originally holding pizza and fried chicken wings, Xia Jiu was still eager to feast on it, but the four dishes and soup served by Shen Muhan were so contrasted that they were completely set off.

Xia Jiu has been eating takeaways for a long time, and has eaten everything. Every time he eats, what to order is a cosmic problem.

She hadn't eaten such a home-cooked dish in front of her for a long time.

What she didn't expect most was that Shen Muhan could even cook!

It's not that she had never seen the crowds of servants in the Shen family, a young master like him, who would cook by herself, broke Xia Jiu's glasses.

Shen Muhan sat down, picked up the rice and raised the chopsticks. Xia Jiu discovered that he only took a pair of chopsticks and only a bowl of rice.

He didn't prepare her at all, is this to take care of her, or to look at her?

Xia Jiu sat down and stared at Shen Muhan. Shen Muhan picked up the dishes. His movements were elegant and he was in good time, completely like a young master.

However, that kind of demeanor that only cares about eating is also selfish, and no one can do this kind of thing in another person.

"Do you cook for yourself?" Xia Jiu asked, taking a bite of the tasteless pizza.

Shen Muhan glanced at her and said faintly: "Could it be that you make it for me?"

Xia Jiu frowned. The pizza didn't taste at all. She didn't know how the chef made it. She threw the pizza into the box and said, "Don't eat it, I have no appetite."

"Then wait. I'll talk after I finish eating." Shen Muhan lowered his head and continued to pick up vegetables.

Xia Jiu was so hungry that her chest was stuck to her back, and she didn't eat much all day today, her hands hurt again, but Shen Muhan still ate very fragrantly.

The scent of the food fills the air, and the mouth-watering taste is on the tip of the nose.

Xia Jiu hugged the pillow in one hand and lay on the sofa, her nose was sour due to grievances.

Shen Muhan finished eating quickly, cleaned up the table neatly, and entered the kitchen. It didn't take much time for him to tidy up the kitchen.

He has standardized and strict procedures for doing things, meticulous, and every action can be used as a textbook-like template.

By the way, he threw away all the pizza and fried chicken wings that Xia Jiu didn't eat, packed the garbage, and put it out.

After returning, Shen Muhan went to the bathroom and filled it with water. When the water temperature was right, he walked to Xia Jiu and said, "Wash your hair and take a bath."

The faint tone was a commanding tone.

Xia Jiu's stomach was deflated, her stomach was empty, her hands were still aching, and she was not emotional at all.

Shen Muhan directly picked her up and took her to the bathroom. Just as he was about to undress her, Xia Jiu reached out and hugged herself: "You go out and I will come by myself."

No matter how painful her hand is, she still feels a little bit ashamed, how could she let him undress herself.

Shen Muhan sneered lightly, seeming to be mocking her. He had done many things before, but he still cared about this little bit.

However, he quit and opened the search page of his mobile phone. The page still stayed on the page "How to take care of your own woman".

He typed a few more words casually and searched for the articles "How to take care of a pregnant woman", "How to take care of an injured woman", "How to take care of an injured woman who is afraid of pain".

Xia Jiu slowly took off her skirt, but it was only a palm and finger injury, but felt that the entire right arm was not very useful, so she finally took it off and slowly sat in the bathtub.

Shen Muhan pushed the door directly in, sat down beside her, put her injured right hand aside, and grabbed her hair.