Yan Yan agreed with every word Fu Yuaner said, but their situation was really different.

"Yu Sirui has done so many things to harm me, but he has the ability to shirk responsibility. If Cheng Yiming hadn't indulged him from the bottom of my heart, could she do it?"

Fu Yuan'er thought a little, "Don't worry, Yu Jia's influence is not small, and sometimes Cheng Yiming is also involuntarily... evidence."

Yes, evidence.

Yan Yan nodded silently.

"Miss Yan, dinner is ready." At this moment, the housekeeper's voice came.

Because Fu Yuan'er came, Yan Yan specially asked the housekeeper to steam the crab that had just arrived in the morning.

"Go eat crabs first," Fu Yuan'er took Yan Yan's arm, "I will call Cheng Muying when I get home, and the evidence will always be found."

"Call Cheng Muying?" Yan Yan's eyes lit up, "Is she and Ji Senzhuo made up?"

She heard Fu Yuan'er mentioned about Cheng Muying and Ji Senzhuo.

Fu Yuan'er shook her head, "Ji Senzhuo always finds trouble with Cheng Muying, a little thing will make her difficult..."

Yan Yan was surprised.

"Do you remember those awkward little boys in school," Fu Yuaner's face changed. "The way they express their love for little girls is to try their best to tease them."

Yan Yan followed with a smile, "Can you say something specific?"

Girls like to listen to this kind of gossip.

"To be more specific... probably only when you see it with your own eyes can you experience it..."

"Yuan'er." Cheng Zitong's voice suddenly came.

When he arrived at the door, only Fu Yuaner's figure was reflected in his soft eyes.

Fu Yuan'er didn't tell Yan Yan, she hurried to the front of Cheng Zitong, and the two hands naturally held together.

"Their seafood soy sauce is not the brand you often eat," Cheng Zitong said in a low voice, "I asked the butler to bring it here. Let's wait for half an hour before eating."

Although the voice was small, Yan Yan heard it all.

The corners of her mouth turned upside-down, and she had to listen to the gossip of Cheng Muying and Ji Senzhuo. The dog food in front of her was sweet enough for her.

She is happy for Fu Yuan'er, she only sees the true feelings in the details, and can care about you in a bowl of soy sauce, she must care about the extreme.

"You can't eat crabs without your bowl of soy sauce?" Cheng Yiming snorted softly, with a look of disapproval.

He came out in a wheelchair.

Yan Yan stepped forward and held the pusher of the wheelchair.

"Zitong cares about me, what's your opinion?" Fu Yuaner hummed softly and walked in with Cheng Zitong's arm.

Cheng Yiming glanced at Yan Yan, "I don't understand, why would you be friends with this kind of woman."

Yan Yan retorted unceremoniously: "I don't understand why you can't get along with Cheng Zi in harmony."

She pushed him into the dining room.

The table is already full of hearty dishes, but mainly seafood.

The housekeeper took the babysitter into the restaurant, and the babysitter put down a tray with dozens of soy sauces of various brands.

Fu Yuan'er just took a sip of her drink and almost didn't get choked.

"Cheng Yiming, don't you want to, you have to let me eat your soy sauce." The desire to win is too strong.

Yan Yan smiled slightly: "How do you taste other brands."

Fu Yuan'er took out one of them and poured some into the dish, and asked Yan Yan: "Do you want some?"

Yan Yan shook her head: "I'll just dip some vinegar."

She wants to keep her figure, less oil and salt is not enough, and she has to eat less condiments.

But seeing the housekeeper picking crabs on Cheng Yiming's plate, she immediately turned her eyes: "Cheng Yiming, can you eat crabs?"

His wound hasn't healed yet.

"The doctor said yes." The housekeeper replied, "You need to have more comprehensive nutrition when recovering from injuries."

Yan Yan bit her lip and remained silent for a moment, "But my mother said that seafood is a hairy thing and is not good for wounds."

Then he said: "I asked the nanny to stew bonito soup."

"Kombu soup is good for wounds," Fu Yuan'er added, "Mothers who have a C-section delivery drink bonito soup."

Well, the atmosphere was a bit awkward after the words... Fu Yuan'er suddenly realized whether she had said something wrong.

The butler smiled and broke the embarrassment, "Master has never liked to drink fish soup since he was a child..."

"Bring the fish soup." Cheng Yiming interrupted him.

The housekeeper was taken aback, and immediately turned around and went to the kitchen.

Yan Yan was a little bit embarrassed, as if she forced him to drink fish soup, "I think you are tired of other soups these days, so I'll change it for you..."

"I had corrected the problem of picky eaters when I was a child." Cheng Yiming disapproved and downplayed.

Fu Yuan'er couldn't help but the corners of her mouth were upturned. Although it seemed that there was still a mist shrouded in mist, she was sure that Yan Yan would not lose.

Sending off Fu Yuan'er and Cheng Zitong, Yan Yan walked back to the villa alone to the restaurant.

She left the phone on the dining table.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard the housekeeper and the nanny talking inside.

"...Master doesn't sleep well at night, right?" The babysitter was a little worried. "He reacts a lot to the smell of freshwater fish."

"There will be no major physical problems," the housekeeper shook his head, "but I may not be happy in my heart."

"Miss Yan makes her own way, is he unhappy?"

"If you personally selected a dozen bottles of soy sauce, but the other party did not eat a bite, no one would be happy to change it."

The nanny suddenly realized, "Yes, the young master also said that there are more than a dozen kinds, there is always an appetite for Miss Yan."

However, "I can't blame Miss Yan, she hasn't eaten all the time, and of course she won't need to eat crab..."

Yan Yan walked up to the second floor quietly, holding the photo found in the utility room in her hand.

She thought about many ways, how to bring up this photo to him, how to ask him what he really thought, and now she had a decision.

Just say it directly.

She walked into the bedroom, but Cheng Yiming was not seen inside, but the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Um? !

"Cheng Yiming, are you taking a shower?" She opened the door anxiously, and the doctor said that his wound should not be wet.

After pushing the door, he was standing in front of the sink, wiping his body with a wet towel in his hand...

The sound of water is just the tap of the washbasin being turned on.

It's not the first time to face his strong muscles, but suddenly seeing you again, she couldn't help but blush...

"You wash it slowly..." She immediately closed the door to retreat.

"I almost got the water on the bandage." His voice came from inside.

Yan Yan had to put the photo in her pocket first, and said to him through the door: "Can you wear even a pair of underwear?"

"It's the first time to take a bath for me? What are you shy!"

Yan Yan was annoyed: "You wore them all before."

"Okay, I'm wearing it," he replied.

Yan Yan opened the door suspiciously, and looked inside. He was standing sideways before, but now simply facing the door... He still didn't wear anything at all!

"Cheng Yiming..."

"Well, not only have you used it now, but you have also looked at it very carefully, so don't mind." He turned around calmly.

Yan Yan:...

So, was she actually hypocritical just now?

She came to him, wrung out the wet towel and started wiping. She tried not to bow her head or think about it, but his breath was close at hand, spraying all of her skin...

Like a fire, her pretty face is getting redder and her nose is also

A layer of fine sweat is secreted.

"Yan Yan, the wound is itchy." He suddenly said, with a trace of depression in his voice.

After hearing the sound, she looked at his lower abdomen unconsciously, and couldn't see if the wound was inflamed. The first thing she saw was his little brother.

"You..." She should have guessed that he was deliberately teasing, "Your trick is too old-fashioned, change something new next time!"

With a flick of the towel, she turned to leave, and Cheng Yiming turned around and suddenly pressed her against the sink.

"Cheng Yiming, you loosen it, the wound is open, don't blame me."

"When did I use this trick?" he asked.

"You... last time you pretended to hurt your leg, wasn't it just to bring Yu Sirui over to take care of you..."

A hint of helplessness flashed through his eyes, "Yu Sirui can use it?"

She was stunned, and there was a flash of lightning in her mind. That time, Bai Yu said that his leg was injured because of her, so she must take care of him personally.

"You..." She suddenly understood. It turned out that he pretended to be injured last time to bring her back...

"Cheng Yiming, you..." Her throat was sour, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but tears.

"fool!"

Cheng Yiming sighed lightly, lowered his head without hesitation, and grabbed the fool's lips.

The temperature continued to rise, she couldn't resist, closed her eyes and let him ask for it...

Suddenly, he carried her to the sink, ready to go.

"Don't..." She recovered a little sober.

He is injured and she still has children.

"Yanyan," he whispered in his ear, "I can't stand it... the doctor said it's okay to be lighter."

"Will you be lighter?" She felt like a full bow.

He answered her with practical actions.

It is true that his strength is not enough to hurt the child, but the strength removed here is used elsewhere.

She was still tossed by him for most of the night before giving up.

"Cheng Yiming, your wound is okay..." She couldn't open her tired eyes.

"Let me do it again, and the wound will be more okay."

"Hate."

"Why don't you give it to me again..."

"Besides I'm ignoring you."

Yinluo was hugged tighter.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't done the most important thing about the photos in the middle of the night.

"Cheng Yiming, let me tell you one thing..."

"I'll talk about it tomorrow," he turned off the light. "It's late, and the child needs to sleep."