Wealthy Family Without Love: Sweet Love and Cold Wife

Accustomed to this man's strength and coldness, suddenly seeing him lying on the bed with a pale face, Ouyang Lan really couldn't bear it, and secretly asked herself if she had a tendency to self-torture.

"Is it better?" Watching him drink the boiled ginger and scallion water, Ouyang Lan took the cup and put it on the table, then turned around and started to unbutton his coat.

Leng Ye was confused by her sudden action, grabbed her hand, his voice was slightly hoarse, "What are you doing?"

Ouyang Lan gave him a contemptuous look, what does he think he can do at this moment?
"I'm afraid you're going to die, so I'll check it for you." After finishing speaking, he took off his hand, took off his coat, and hurriedly helped him roll up his inner coat.

"Hmm~" Touching his cold hand felt extremely comfortable, Leng Ye couldn't help but snorted.

"Does it hurt here?" Ouyang Lan didn't bother to find out what he was thinking, she carefully pushed aside his shirt and pressed lightly on his stomach, seeing him shaking his head, she changed the place to press down again, "here Woolen cloth?"

Leng Ye closed his eyes and gasped, "A little bit."

The burning sensation in her stomach contrasted sharply with the coldness of her fingertips, but it also temporarily relieved the discomfort caused by the stomach heat.

Ouyang Lan couldn't help frowning, and pressed lightly to the side, "What about here?"

"It doesn't hurt." Gradually getting used to her touch, it seemed that it was not uncomfortable before, and Leng Ye closed his eyes with some enjoyment.

"The effect of ginger and scallion water is not so fast, and the warm water bag will take a while. Now I will help you gently rub it a few times. It hurts a little bit, so bear with it." Ouyang Lan focused on rubbing for him while talking The lower abdomen, the strength is well controlled.

I learned these basic first aid techniques when I was in the organization before. Although I haven't used them for a long time, I still remember them to some extent.

Ouyang Lan carefully rubbed and rubbed for him, completely unaware that the other party was looking at her with a smile on her lips. After a while, she felt that it should be almost relieved, so she asked, "Is it better?"

Unexpectedly, when she turned her head to look at him, he showed a very painful expression, "It seems to hurt more."

Ouyang Lan wondered, did her skills regress?No relief after pressing for so long?Or ginger and scallions don't work?

"Could it be that my technique is unfamiliar?" Ouyang Lan pondered, frowning even more, doubting her own strength for the first time, but she didn't pay attention to the strength of her hand, and suddenly poked at his muscle.

As a result, Leng Ye, who was enjoying the artificial massage service, groaned in pain, "Hmm... Take it easy."

"Oh." Ouyang Lan came back to her senses, and hurriedly relaxed her movements, "I don't know if you have a stomachache or stomach cramps, forget it, wait for the family doctor to come and take a closer look."

"It's all right if you press it for me, there's no need to call a doctor." Leng Ye shook his head in refusal.

"Why? Your illness can be serious or minor. I can only help you relieve it. It is the doctor's job to treat the illness." Ouyang Lan didn't understand. "And I have already asked Mrs. Li to notify the doctor to come."

Leng Ye frowned: "Can't you not look at it?"

"Must watch!" Ouyang Lan replied affirmatively, raised her head, and pointed her eyes sharply at him, "I ask you, what did you eat if you didn't eat at noon?"

Leng Ye lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said, "Coffee."

"What? You have a bad stomach to drink coffee?" Ouyang Lan's eyes widened. A person with a bad stomach is tantamount to slow suicide. This kind of behavior is looking for abuse!
He always thought that his stomach was fine, if it wasn't for the unexpected situation today.

Ouyang Lan's expression turned cold, "What about the morning? Don't tell you I still drink coffee!"

It could be heard that the voice was very serious, Leng Ye wanted to shake his head, but finally he nodded honestly, "I didn't eat."

"Did you stay up late last night?"

"……Um."

Facing his lower abdomen, Ouyang Lan gritted her teeth angrily, "Why doesn't it hurt you to death?"

"Are you willing?" It was obviously in pain, but he started to talk nonsense.

Ouyang Lan gave him a hard look, "I won't press it anymore, you can fend for yourself." Saying that, she simply went on strike and quit.

How could Leng Ye let her go so easily?

He took her hand and touched her stomach which was hot and cold again and again.

Ouyang Lan was a girl, so she couldn't resist his teasing, so she took a cool breath, shook off his hand, and said angrily, "Can you be quiet?"

Leng Ye raised his eyebrows, "Then you continue."

Ouyang Lan glanced at him extremely disdainfully, then continued to massage him in despair.

The sharp edges and corners were almost inaudible, and Leng Ye squinted comfortably, not forgetting to command, "A little bit to the right."

"A little bit below."

"A bit to the left."

"A little lower."

"left."

A certain one was having a lot of fun controlling a certain one, and as it gradually went down, Ouyang Lan suddenly realized something, her face turned black all of a sudden, gritted her teeth and said with a sinister smile, "Do you want to play a little more?"

"Well, the lower middle." Leng Ye was so comfortable that she wanted to sigh, but she closed her eyes and didn't notice that someone's expression was not right.

The knuckles of Ouyang Lan's hands turned white, and she pressed that place hard, and asked coldly, "Are you still comfortable?"

"Yeah!" Leng Ye took a deep breath, almost burst into tears, opened his eyes and stared at her resentfully, "Murder your husband?"

Xiao Nizi didn't know the severity of her attack, so she eased up a bit, should she play so hard?

"My husband? Who is your husband?" Ouyang Lan's eyes shrank from the serious voice, "I'll kill you!"

If it wasn't for the consideration that he is temporarily a patient, he would have kicked him out of bed long ago!
Seeing her staring at him with a cold face, Leng Ye chuckled, raised his hand to hold her tightly, and said affectionately: "Kill me, you will become a widow."

"It's none of my business!" Ouyang Lan shook off his hand abruptly and stood up without looking at him, "Leave if you have nothing to do, I will tell him not to come if the doctor comes."

A woman is a barometer, if you say you turn your back, you turn your back, Leng Ye sighed helplessly, with a bit of grievance in his voice, "Your man is about to die of pain, are you really willing?"

Ouyang Lan gritted her teeth and stared, "You can only gain if you give up! I hope you can really hurt to death!" Don't disturb my quietness!
At this moment, Mrs. Li knocked on the door and came in, holding Doraemon Nuan Bao in her hand, and said with a smile: "Miss, what you want is ready."

"Give it to me." Ouyang Lan didn't have time to quarrel with him anymore, she reached out to take the warm water bottle, remembered that someone hadn't eaten yet, and then looked up at Mrs. Li, "bring the porridge in when it's ready, it's okay You go out first."

Although she was very dissatisfied with his behavior and style, she still couldn't do such things as abusing patients, so for the sake of his pain, she didn't care about him for the time being.

Look, isn't she too kind?
Mrs. Li had a happy smile on her face, and secretly glanced at Leng Ye on the bed, and whispered in her ear in a sensible voice, "Miss, just now Dr. Liu called and said that he had a temporary operation and couldn't come. Mr. Mo asked me to ask if I need it." help."

A Mr. Mo and a Mr. Leng, both of them look pretty good. They are young and talented, and they are very suitable for the young lady. Aunt Li is in a dilemma, not knowing which side to stand on.

Ouyang Lan paused and coughed lightly, "Got it, you go out first, I will call him if something happens."

Mo Ran knows a little bit about medicine, of course she knows it. She remembers that she had a sudden stomach cramp in the United States, which was relieved by Mo Ran's help. Later, it seems that she specially enrolled in medical courses for her.

"Okay, Miss." Aunt Li didn't forget to rate the fit of their appearances before she left, and then shrank her head cheerfully and closed the door.

Seeing Mrs. Li take the door out, Ouyang Lan held the warm water bag, and looked embarrassed. This is the rhythm that drives her to death, isn't it?
"What are you holding?" Leng Ye had never seen her holding something in her hand, so it was a little strange.

"Warm baby, also known as a warm water bag." Ouyang Lan didn't bother to explain, walked over and rolled up his shirt and put it on his stomach, then took his hand and let him hold it, "press wherever it feels uncomfortable. Do it yourself, I have something else to do."

Leng Ye glanced at it in disgust, his brows were furrowed, and his voice was a bit suppressed, "Take it away."

The furry looks childish, but it's still placed on his stomach, who knows if it's dirty or not?

Ouyang Lan's eyes turned cold, and she forced out two words, "Reason?"

I took good care of him, but he was actually picky, why didn't he hurt him to death just now?She shouldn't be meddling in her own business, if she knew it would hurt him to death!

"Dirty!" When he thought of the unknown thing on his stomach, still sticking to his skin, he felt itchy all over his body, feeling uncomfortable.

"Dirty?" Ouyang Lan's face was extremely ugly, his cold eyes swept over the hot water bottle on his stomach, and his voice was extremely cold.

He actually said dirty?It is specially customized, the material is green and clean, and it is not easy to breed germs. She only uses it when she has abdominal pain, and it will be sterilized at high temperature after each use. He said it was dirty?

Ouyang Lan was hit very hard, a huge blow!
"Yeah." Leng Ye stared at the furry thing closely, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the pores were constricted, his whole body was cool, and it was extremely itchy, how could he care about other things?
But after all, she kindly asked someone to bring it. If he just threw it away, it would inevitably hurt her heart, but if he didn't take it away, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Ouyang Lan was very annoyed, but this time the annoyance was different from before, because she was really hurt, and he felt that her things were dirty, so dirty that her brows curled into a ball, and she was so dirty that she didn't want to throw it away , is he that afraid of getting his hands dirty?
Since her things are dirty, isn't she also dirty?
yes!She is indeed dirty, her hands are covered with blood, she has killed so many people, and she has been touched by hooligans, can she not be dirty?
Now that she is so dirty, why does he touch her?
"I'm dirty too, don't touch me in the future!" Ouyang Lan shook off his hand coldly, her voice was cold.

I don't know why she suddenly got angry, Leng Ye couldn't figure it out, she just said that the thing was dirty, how could she become dirty?
Who dared to say that she was dirty, he was the first to hack him!

"Throw it away if you think it's dirty!" Ouyang Lan was furious, saying that she never wanted to see him again.

Seeing her get up and go out, Leng Ye didn't care whether her stomach hurt or not, so she got up and grabbed her, "Where are you going?"

Ouyang Lan turned her face away, her voice was a little cold, "You are such a clean person, I'll leave early so as not to get you dirty!"

Hearing this, Leng Ye became even more confused, "What are you talking about? Why are you angry?"

Why get angry?

Why are you angry?
Ouyang Lan turned sideways with a cold face, and sneered silently, "Don't you think that thing is dirty? It's mine, so I should be dirty too!"

What the hell does this stupid woman pretend to be in her head all day long?Can't care which country's logic it was, Leng Ye hurriedly dragged her back, glanced at the hot water bottle he had dropped from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but soften his voice, "Your?"

Pretentiously, Ouyang Lan was holding back his anger and didn't want to look at him again, "Yes, mine! I'm sorry for messing you up!"

With this cold and indifferent look again, Leng Ye was distressed, "I didn't know it was yours." His momentum suddenly weakened a little.

Ignoring his apologetic face, Ouyang Lan sneered at herself, "Oh! Then you know now, should you let me go? So as not to dirty you!"

After that, he withdrew his hand angrily.

But who knew that he was getting tighter and tighter, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

"Let go of me!" Ouyang Lan's tone was cold and hard, unable to shake off the domineering restraint.

"Don't let go." Seeing her angrily rejecting him again, Leng Ye's heart twitched, and he hugged her tightly.

Ouyang Lan just thought it was ridiculous, saying that he was the one who was dirty, and he was the one who was holding on to him, what on earth did he want?
Seeing that she was not noisy or talking, saying that she was not worried would be a lie, Leng Ye took her hand and let it go slowly, "I didn't mean that."

He knew that she would ignore people when she was angry, and no matter how hard she tried to coax her, it was useless.

"Then what do you mean?" She didn't even look back, she was so angry that she didn't even want to move.

It's good if you are willing to talk, Leng Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and gently hugged her tightly, "I haven't seen it before, so I naturally think that the fluff is not clean. If I had known it was yours, I would never have said that."

While explaining, he turned her to face him, so that he could see his expression and prove that he did not lie to her.

Ouyang Lan glanced at him coldly, then turned her head quickly, "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is a difference." He held her white and soft hands, and said sincerely: "Isn't there an idiom called Ai Wu Ji Wu? How could I dislike your things?"

Love house and crow?

Ouyang Lan looked back coldly, with a dazzling sneer on the corner of her lips, "I remember you said you don't understand love, so you love the house and the black bird?"