Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

Then, somehow, Jiang Deng dazedly agreed to Zhou Wu's request to visit her.

It was not until she hung up the phone that she realized what she had agreed to, and she gasped.

After a fierce inner struggle, Jiang Deng scratched his messy hair, tried to support himself with his elbows to get out of the quilt, and sat up against the headboard.

But she gave up halfway through her efforts.

It was so warm and comfortable in the bed that she didn't want to move at all.

She was already sick, she had no strength in her body, her ankle was injured, she had a headache, her nose was stuffy, and her eyes wanted to cry. She was already in so much pain, so why should she make things harder for herself?

Pain Mask.

Forget it, just mess it up.

The first impression is already so bad, it can’t be salvaged anyway, and it can’t get any worse.

Jiang Deng thought, maybe the other party really had a crush on her, or at least, he had a good impression of her. Anyway, she couldn't pretend in front of Zhou Wu for the rest of her life, so she let her image be ruined. At worst, she could give up this crappy relationship and just talk about the matter at hand. It would be nice to be a superficial couple with Zhou Wu in a marriage of convenience.

Jiang Deng thought about this and that, and his consciousness gradually became more and more blurred...

……

I don’t know how long it had been, but Jiang Deng was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

"Jiang Deng, are you there? I'm Zhou Wu."

"...Who is it?" Jiang Deng replied in a daze and irritably.

After he finished speaking, Jiang Deng realized that his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible and extremely hoarse.

Just then, the cell phone on her bedside table rang.

connected.

Zhou Wu's gentle and recognizable voice came out from the microphone, "Jiang Deng, are you okay? The doctor and I are outside the door now. Please let me know if it's convenient for us to come in."

Jiang Deng suddenly woke up.

Oh my god, why did she fall asleep?!

but……

Jiang Deng looked down at the home clothes she was wearing...it didn't seem like she had anything to prepare.

"Okay, come in."

Jiang Deng cleared his throat and tidied his hair a little.

five minutes later.

Jiang Deng leaned against the head of the bed, crunching the potato chips that Zhou Wu had brought over, while watching the doctor prescribe medicine for her.

She was actually quite irritable, being grumpy when she woke up and feeling unwell, and she had already taken medicine.

Jiang Deng didn't know that he looked listless. His face was extremely pale and his brows were unconsciously furrowed.

Zhou Wu noticed her bad mood, and after the doctor prescribed medicine and explained the precautions, he quickly asked the doctor to leave:

"Are you hungry? Haven't you had dinner yet? I brought some dishes. Do you think they suit your taste?"

After the doctor left, Zhou Wu was the only one left. Jiang Deng perked up a little:

"I do not--"

The word "hungry" got stuck in his throat and he swallowed it back before he could utter it.

Shredded pork with fish sauce, garlic shrimp, abalone rice, taro pot, durian cake...

Jiang Deng's stomach growled.

How come they are all her favorite foods, not even a single bad one? And the lemon-flavored potato chips he bought, is Zhou Wu the worm in her stomach?

Jiang Deng hesitated for a moment, then changed the topic and said, "Then I'll eat a little. You haven't had dinner either, right? Let's eat together."

Zhou Wu's peach blossom eyes curved: "Yeah."

……

Jiang Deng is not so annoying anymore.

She suddenly felt that it was good that Zhou Wu came over. He was pleasing to the eye and brought her a bunch of delicious food. Besides, she didn't have to worry about eating and drinking. Because of Zhou Wu, she felt at ease to be lazy to the end.

When going to a restaurant to eat, she doesn’t have to walk by herself, Zhou Wu will hold her in his arms spontaneously. She doesn’t have to think about what to eat, as Zhou Wu will immediately help her put it on the nearest plate in front of her.

After a satisfying meal, Zhou Wu gave her an excuse at the right time:

"If you're tired, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

So Jiang Deng was lazily carried back to bed by him.

It was not until Zhou Wu said goodbye and left and he heard the door click shut that Jiang Deng came back to his senses.

It seemed... she didn't bother pretending to entertain Zhou Wu. Instead, he took care of her mostly. Her mood improved unconsciously, and she didn't feel any restraint or discomfort when being with him.

Her worries and rejection before he came seemed completely unnecessary.

strangeness.

How does he know her so well?

When Jiang Deng recalled Zhou Wu now, his slightly curved, deep peach blossom eyes were still lingering in front of him, as well as his cold aura, burning body temperature, and magnetic voice...

She felt inexplicably sweet in her heart.