Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

Yan Huaiming bought some dried apricots, sat crookedly in the car, and picked up a piece to eat.

He took a bite and said, "It's too sweet."

He threw the half piece on the table.

He still refused to drink the bowl of medicine.

Yunzhi advised him: "Sir, why bother getting angry with me? Your health is the most important thing."

Yan Huaiming seemed to sigh, "I'm not being angry."

He was just haunted by nightmares that he couldn't forget.

Seeing him like this, Yunzhi tried to start a new conversation: "Just now, from a distance, I saw Miss Wanwan."

"Maybe he's out to buy something. It's on the street in front of us."

Yan Huaiming thought for a while, "Didn't she see me?"

Yunzhi was as clueless as ever in this regard: "I saw it, she even stared at you for quite a while."

Yan Huaiming stopped talking again.

After a while, he asked, "Is Madam Li following?"

"Yes."

That's why she didn't let her come over.

Poor little thing.

As soon as Wanwan returned to her room, she changed into her newly tailored clothes. She looked at herself in the mirror and was very pleased with herself. The room was covered with thick carpets and the charcoal fire made the whole room warm. Seeing that she was barefoot, Nanny Li said, "Miss, at least put on your socks."

Wanwan felt a little embarrassed. She stopped jumping and said, "It's not cold, it's a little hot."

But she still sat on the chair obediently and put on her socks.

Nanny Li looked at her reddened face and said, "Don't think I'm nagging, young lady. I'm serving the young master, so naturally I have to take care of everything, no matter how big or small. You can't go barefoot. If you get cold from your feet, how will you be able to conceive in the future?"

Wan Wan was stunned for a moment, "Master...he allowed me?"

Nanny Li opened the window a little to let in some air, then turned around and said, "Young Master, you're not saying no."

She went out, leaving Wanwan sitting alone on the stool in a daze.

She hadn't seen Yan Huaiming for almost a month. At first, she was worried that she would fall out of favor, be forgotten by him and live a miserable life here, or be given to someone else.

As time went by, she lived very comfortably here, and she felt that he didn't need this little money, so even if he didn't like her anymore, he still had to support her well.

Master Yan is simply the best man in the world. She worships him in her heart and burns three incense sticks for him every day.

But did he even think of letting her have a child?

During the month they were in Huaizhou, except for the first few times, he did not give her contraceptive soup again.

She was careless and didn't think about it until someone gave her something to drink.

Fortunately, her period had just ended.

But if he comes again, how should she tell him that she doesn't want to have a baby?

She thought again of the piece of paper that Ji Feng gave her. What did he write on it?

She was so worried that she started biting her fingers.

The man she was thinking about stepped into the house. After not seeing him for a month, his tone was not unfamiliar at all: "Why are you biting my hand like a child?"

Wanwan looked up when she heard the voice and saw him standing at the door, unbuttoning his cloak. His inner clothes were white, and his black hair was half-covered, making him look clean and elegant.

Every time she saw his face, it was hard not to be moved.

Yan Huaiming saw her staring at him blankly, "Are you stupid?"

Wanwan hurriedly stood up and went to his side. He had already taken off his cloak and hung it neatly on the side. She thought about it and felt that there was nothing else she needed to serve.

She looked up at him, "Why are you here, sir?"

Yan Huaiming pinched her chin and looked at her for a while, "You seem to be doing well. Your face has become fatter."

Wanwan was shocked and touched her face. She knew how much Yan Huaiming liked her face, just like she liked his. They often looked at each other and then rolled into each other.

She still has to rely on this face to make a living.

She looked at him hesitantly: "I will eat less, sir."

Yan Huaiming's hand moved up her face, and his thumb stroked her teardrop mole. "It's better to be a little fatter. It makes you more beautiful."

"Really?" Wanwan looked at him with clear eyes and rubbed her little face against his palm.

Yan Huaiming didn't say anything more about this. He held the back of her head and kissed her forehead. He took her to the couch and sat down with her in his arms.

Wanwan lay on his chest, his two hands completely hugging her, his palms pressed against her back. She felt the warmth of his body and smelled the faint green bamboo fragrance on his clothes.

After a long while, he didn't say anything. Wanwan looked up cautiously in his arms and saw that he was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

His face was still a little pale, with a faint blue tint under his eyes, and he looked very tired.

She obediently put her little face back on his chest, closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep in his breath.

Until it started raining outside, the rain gradually got heavier, and the sound of the rain clattered against the windowsill. Yan Huaiming opened his eyes and saw that the night outside was as dark as ink, and the lights in the corridor had been turned on.

He put Wanwan on the bed and sat beside her looking at her.

He hadn't slept so well in a long time. Even now, he was just looking at her quietly, with nothing in his mind.

amazing.

He felt much better, walked to the door, and said, "I want to take some medicine."

Nanny Li had heard Yunzhi talk about this. She stood by the door and reached out to straighten his collar. "Young Master, you're so old now, why do you still act like a child sometimes?"

Yan Huaiming was not annoyed at all. He leaned his head against the door frame and said to Li Ma, "You are the only one who treats me like a child."

Nanny Li looked at him and said, "Don't think I don't know. You're just pretending to be pitiful."

"Even if you think I'm being long-winded, I still want to say something."

Yan Huaiming leaned against the door, looked at the rain outside, and smiled gently.

Yunzhi was making medicine in the kitchen, and Shisan was following her like a fly.

"Ah, are you annoying?" She waved her hand and hit him, "Don't you have anything to do?"

"It's raining outside," Thirteen said aggrievedly, "I'm still squatting on a tree?"

Yunzhi didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up the tray and walked out of the kitchen.

She came to the main room and saw Wanwan awake, sitting on the bed in a daze, with red marks on her face from her hands. Yan Huaiming stood by the bed and pushed back the hair stuck to her cheeks. He said, "You didn't sleep well. Pick up the quilt yourself later."

Only then did Yunzhi notice that there was no quilt on the bed. She thought it must have been kicked into the gap on the inside of the bed again.

She placed the medicine on the table and said to Yan Huaiming, "Sir, the medicine has cooled down a bit, it's just right now."

"I understand." Yan Huaiming said.

Yunzhi stood motionless at the table, "Madame Li told me to make sure the young master finishes his drink."

Yan Huaiming walked to the table, picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it. Wanwan was already awake. She sat on the bed and watched him drink the medicine, feeling sorry for him.

When Yan Huaiming put down the bowl, he saw her frowning face, as if she was the one who drank a big bowl of bitter medicine.

He waved, and she came running over in her slippers, "Sir, what's the matter?"

Yan Huaiming held her in his arms to prevent her from escaping, and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

Wanwan had a bitter face, but didn't dare to say anything to him. She looked like she was about to cry.

Yunzhi looked at her nose and her heart, then walked out the door with the bowl in hand.

Before she even stepped out of the door, she heard Yan Huaiming chuckle and call her, "Bring me my apricots."