Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Wen Yan was completely stunned by Mr. Feng's sudden laughter.

Elder Feng explained, "The Yi family has a set of Sixteen Ghost Gate Needles, which are specially used to deal with Gu poison. However, for so many years, I have never found anyone to practice with. This time I finally have the chance."

"Practice... practice?"

Wen Yan was sweating profusely.

Mu Yicong said: "The Yi family is my mother's family. Elder Feng is the strongest among the older generation of the Yi family. You don't have to doubt his skills."

"Okay, shall we set off now?"

Wen Yan asked.

Mr. Feng's face was full of excitement: "Wait for me to prepare something and come over soon."

An hour later, Master Feng was ready. Wen Yan said goodbye to Mu Yicong and set off back to Haicheng with Ji Hanshi and Master Feng.

**

Pear Garden.

Sheng Yanzhou woke up again from a long drug-induced coma.

He frowned and rubbed his temples hard with his slender fingers.

"you're awake?"

A crisp sound came from the door.

Sheng Yanzhou's brows relaxed immediately, he looked up at Qingyue, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Yeah."

"I made some seafood porridge, would you like some?"

Qingyue came over.

Sheng Yanzhou looked at her. Compared to her sadness in the past few days, she was now unusually calm.

"it is good."

Sheng Yanzhou got out of bed, his feet touching the ground, but his body staggered a little.

The long period of sleep made his body weak.

Qingyue immediately supported him, but his tall and heavy body made Qingyue feel a little tired.

Sheng Yanzhou was afraid that she would get hurt, so he quickly supported himself on the wall with his hands, took a deep breath, and relaxed for a few seconds before he could stand firm.

Qingyue didn't say anything, but her eyes were red.

She suppressed her emotions, looked up and smiled at Sheng Yanzhou: "The seafood porridge I cooked this time tastes especially good, I'm sure you will like it."

Sheng Yanzhou's usual deep gaze wandered over her face: "Really? Then I want to taste it."

They arrived at the restaurant and Qingyue served out the seafood porridge that had been cooking for a long time.

Afraid that he would have no appetite, Qingyue also prepared some sour and crispy pickles.

Shengyanzhou took a bite, savoured it very carefully, and nodded, "It's delicious."

Qingyue was supporting her chin with her hands, and when she heard his praise, she smiled with satisfaction.

Shengyanzhou only ate a small bowl and couldn't eat any more.

Qingyue didn't want to embarrass him, so she stood up and pulled him aside, saying, "There are so many flowers blooming in the yard, colorful and beautiful, let's go and have a look."

Sheng Yanzhou stood up, looked at himself and said, "I want to take a shower first."

Qingyue almost forgot that he was a super mysophobe and he wanted to keep his body clean even if he was sleeping all day.

"Ah."

Qingyue nodded, then thought of something, hesitated, bit her lip and said, "Do you want me to help you?"

Sheng Yanzhou smiled and coughed dryly: "I have never had anyone help me take a bath."

"I was afraid you would fall."

Qingyue blushed and said, "I'm just helping you take a bath. Just treat me as a robot."

"it is good."

Shengyanzhou did not refuse.

Qingyue will never forget this bath.

When she came out, her face was so hot that it almost burned. She even deliberately said loudly: "It's so hot in there, and the steam is so hot that my face is steaming red."

Sheng Yanzhou remained silent.

Qingyue looked at him quietly and found that his face and ears were also a little red.

Is this guy shy too?

Qingyue was very surprised. He had always been domineering and strong in matters between men and women, and she thought he would not be shy.

Coming outside, there was a double lounge chair on the porch, and Shengyanzhou sat on it.

"Come here and sit with me for a while."

He patted his side.

Qingyue sat down beside him and was held in his arms.

Shengyanzhou stared at the exquisite courtyard in a trance. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and there was a hint of dryness in the air.

The pear blossoms have all fallen, leaving only one or two lingering on the branches.

However, other seasonal flowers in the yard are in full bloom, and when the warm breeze blows, the air is filled with pleasant floral scents.

In the pond, koi fish swim leisurely across the arch bridge, and occasionally petals and leaves fall on the water, like a moving painting.

Qingyue was so fascinated by the sight that she couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so beautiful."

"Like it?"

Sheng Yanzhou asked her.

"what?"

Qingyue didn't understand.

Sheng Yanzhou said patiently: "This courtyard, Liyuan, do you want it?"

Qingyue looked at him in confusion.

Sheng Yanzhou looked away, admiring the courtyard with his beautiful eyes, and said slowly: "I studied architecture in college, and I designed this place myself. Every brick, every tile, every blade of grass, every tree, I chose them all."

Qingyue was stunned. She didn't expect that Shengyanzhou was not only handsome but also had such good aesthetic taste.

Just when she was lost in thought, Sheng Yanzhou said, "I plan to give Li Yuan to you."

Qingyue's heart skipped a beat.

What is this for? Making a will?

"I do not want."

She refused angrily.

"Don't refuse."

Sheng Yanzhou held her tighter in a strong attitude, "Yue'er, you know, we will have to face this matter sooner or later."

Qingyue lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers in a daze.

"I've left you enough money, as well as shares of Shengshi Group. If you don't like to manage it, you can leave it to Zhao Duo."

Sheng Yanzhou's tone was very calm, and he observed Qingyue's expression as he spoke.

"besides--"

His Adam's apple moved slightly, "You can pursue your own happiness. I don't want you to dwell on the past."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Qingyue seemed to be irritated and turned around and yelled at him angrily.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Sheng Yanzhou smiled at her, his eyes more gentle than ever before, and held her hand, squeezing it gently.

"Yue'er, promise me that you will live well on my behalf and do what you like."

Qingyue's eyes quickly turned red.

She shook her head with a stubborn expression: "I don't want it!"

Then he struggled to stand up, ran to the pond, and cried silently with his back to Shengyanzhou.

Looking at that slender and sad back, and the thin shoulders trembling slightly because of crying, Sheng Yanzhou felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

For the first time in his life, he felt so regretful.

Maybe after that night in that hotel, he shouldn't have forced her into his life.

**

As soon as the plane arrived in Haicheng, Wen Yan didn't even go home, but brought Feng Lao to Liyuan.

Ji Hanshi put her down and said, "Call me when you're done and I'll pick you up."

Wen Yan nodded and was about to go in when Ji Hanshi called her again.

"Don't blame yourself even if you fail. It's not your responsibility."

His dark eyes were deep, and they were filled with a hint of tenderness and tenderness.

Wen Yan smiled slightly: "I know, don't worry."

Ji Hanshi held her in his arms and kissed her: "Go."

Old Feng kept coughing as he watched. Wen Yan felt a little embarrassed and quickly took Old Feng to find the bodyguard guarding the gate to report.