The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Jian Xining was really panicked now. She kicked even harder, with tears in her eyes, "Are you sick? I like a hammer, please let me go, it hurts so much."

Seeing that she seemed really in pain, Qin Zheng calmed down instantly, let go of her hand, turned over and lay back on the kang, breathing heavily.

Jian Xining looked at her pinched red wrist, feeling flustered and scared. She was really crazy. Just because Qin Zheng gave her a bag, she forgot that he was actually a perverted villain. He once did that to the original owner...

The tragic experiences of the original owner came to her mind again. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She glanced at Qin Zheng quietly and saw him lying there with his eyes closed. She slowly moved to the edge of the kang.

"You..." Qin Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah -" Jian Xining screamed in fright, jumped off the kang, and ran outside like crazy.

Qin Zheng turned over and jumped off the kang, then pulled her back again.

Jian Xining was frightened and begged for mercy again and again, "Brother Qin, please spare me, please spare me. I was wrong when I scolded you before. I was wrong. I really know that I was wrong."

Seeing her fearful and begging for mercy, Qin Zheng regretted treating her like that just now. He sighed and said in a gentle tone: "It's raining outside, wait until the rain stops before leaving."

Hearing that his voice became much softer, Jian Xining looked up at him and saw that he was calm. She breathed a sigh of relief, pursed her lips and said, "I, I'm just a little sleepy, so I want to lie down. Because I trust you and won’t do anything to me.”

Qin Zheng was stunned for a moment, so she said that it was because it was him that she was so defenseless and lying next to him like that. If it were someone else, she would not actually do it.

He pursed his lips and asked, "So, is it because you trust me that you lie down?"

"Yeah." Jian Xining nodded.

"If it were someone else, wouldn't you?" Qin Zheng asked again.

Jian Xining immediately said: "Of course not, I'm not stupid."

Qin Zheng laughed softly, "I think you are just a little stupid."

Jian Xining saw that Qin Zheng finally returned to normal. She trotted to her basket, took the two breads she left for him, and said, "Here, I made this. You can try it, orange flavored and apple flavored." Taste, for afternoon tea."

Qin Zheng took it silently, and the bread fell on her hand, which was particularly soft, like her body...

He was busy gathering his thoughts and could no longer think wildly.

He looked at the bread in his hand and said to Jian Xining: "Afternoon tea, there must be tea."

"Oh, I'll make it, I'll make it." Jian Xining stood up quickly, went to get the teapot from the high stool outside, and asked, "Where are the tea leaves?"

"In the cabinet on your left, in the paper bag." Qin Zheng pointed to her.

Jian Xining turned around and saw it at a glance. She walked over, picked up the paper bag, and opened it. The scent of tea came to her face. She couldn't help but sigh, "What a fragrant tea."

"It's Pu'er." Qin Zheng replied again.

Jian Xining was a little surprised. In this era, everyone does not have enough food and clothing, and there are still people who know how to drink tea. Qin Zheng really knows how to enjoy life.

She took a pot of tea and brewed it. She had never learned the art of tea, so she just brewed it casually.

After pouring a glass for Qin Zheng, Qin Zheng took a sip and said, "It's a bit astringent."

"Uh..." Jian Xining also picked up the cup and took a sip. Isn't this just the taste of tea?

"It doesn't matter." Qin Zheng said a few more words to reconcile himself, took another sip, then picked up the bread, tore off a piece and put it in his mouth.

He doesn't like sweets, but this taste is just right, not too sweet, but also fruity.

He looked up at her and asked, "Are you selling this bread?"

Jian Xining's hand that was pouring tea shook. She didn't dare to tell him that she sold it to He Fansheng, so she lied: "No, I made it specially for you."

As she spoke, she kept nodding, as if to convince herself.

Qin Zheng didn't speak, just stared at her. She took another sip of tea and said: "Last time, I didn't bring you anything last time. I was a little embarrassed, so this time I brought two pieces of bread made by myself. I felt that You can still do it.”

Qin Zheng chuckled, "It's quite delicious."

"Yes, my cooking skills are very good." As she said this, she blinked her eyes and remembered the things she had thought about on the way, so she asked Qin Zheng cautiously, "Qin Zheng, what if, I mean If you find out that I lied to you a little bit, but my cooking is delicious, will you let me cook by your side to atone for it just because my cooking is delicious?"

"What did you lie to me about?" Qin Zheng asked.

Jian Xining smiled hurriedly, "I'm not lying, I mean what if, I think my cooking skills are very good, and I just want to know what you think."

"No." Qin Zheng said.

"Oh." Jian Xining lowered her head and tore a small piece of bread, "Drink tea, drink tea."