The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Shen Yihuan, how dissatisfied are you with me?" Lan Chen frowned displeased.

"How dare you." Shen Yihuan didn't want to hug him like this again, struggling, "Do you want to eat breakfast anyway?"

"Compared to breakfast, do you know what I want to eat the most?"

Looking at the red earlobes, he wanted to take a bite.

His face was pink because of anger, which was very attractive.

Had it not been for his actions, last night and morning, she would not have the energy to make breakfast.

Shen Yihuan thought of what happened last night, she got up vigorously, "I think it's best to let Miss Zhou take care of you."

Lan Chen's face sank, "You don't want to do your business to others."

"You can just cultivate a relationship. If you get along for a long time, you will feel that she meets your criteria for mate selection."

"Shen Yihuan, do you know what you look like now?"

Shen Yihuan didn't know what he looked like now, but he knew that he was uncertain, and he had a black face just now, and now he looks proud of the spring breeze.

"You are like a jealous jar." Lan Chen was in a good mood. "If I really let the person with the surname Zhou take care of me like you, do you really have no other ideas?"

Shen Yihuan was a little confused inexplicably, pretending to be calm, and hehe said: "Then you really think too much. As long as you tell her to take care of you, I will open the door and make room for her immediately."

Lan Chen seemed to smile, and finally the corners of his mouth were almost grinning.

Shen Yihuan was even more upset by his smile. It was obvious that she had the upper hand, so why did she lose the wind again?

"Do you like to eat or not. I don't care about you." Shen Yihuan turned around and left, completely unable to stay any longer.

At this moment, Lan Chen didn't call her anymore.

Shen Yihuan didn't plan to take charge of Lan Chen anymore, so he filled the porridge and drank it himself.

As soon as he finished drinking and clearing up his bowl, Lan Chen slowly entered the elevator.

He pushed the wheelchair out of the elevator and saw Shen Yihuan clearing the table, "I'm hungry."

Shen Yihuan didn't dare to say it deserved it, so he poured out the porridge without saying a word and put it in front of him.

Lan Chen was not picky either, and drank the porridge slowly.

The doorbell rang again.

Shen Yihuan really admired Zhou Aiguo, but if he couldn't catch up with Lan Chen, it was because Lan Chen was sick.

Lan Chen didn't speak, and she didn't open the door either.

The doorbell stopped ringing, and Lan Chen's cell phone buzzed and vibrated again.

You don't need to look at it to know that it was Zhou Aiguo's call.

Lan Chen finished the porridge, wiped his mouth, opened the answer, and pressed the speakerphone.

"Lan Chen, are you at home, right? I'm at your door, can you ask someone to open the door?" Zhou Aiguo knew that Lan Chen's actions would not change, and there must be a servant at home.

He must have not allowed him to open the door for so long.

However, he can answer the phone, indicating that there is a play.

"I'm at home. But it's not convenient for you to come in."

"Why? I want to see you." Zhou Aiguo was anxious, "I bought some supplements. You can let someone open the door. I'll see you and leave."

Shen Yihuan stood by and listened quietly to Zhou Aiguo's pleading voice, and had to say that Zhou Aiguo really did it for Lan Chen.

Reporting every day in the hospital, if it weren't for a nurse, she could really give Lan Chen feces and urine.

"I said, it's not convenient." Lan Chen calmly looked at Shen Yihuan's indifferent look, and couldn't help but want to tease her.

He hooked his finger at her and motioned her to come to him.

Shen Yihuan was guarding him and refused to move.

"Come here." Lan Chen simply called her out.

Shen Yihuan twisted his eyebrows, he did it on purpose!