Marriage is not sex: Husband loves so fiercely

"It's okay." He was insisting with his last strength. If he stopped to rest now, he didn't know if he still had the strength to carry her on his back and move on.

Cheng Ruoke stretched out her hand to help Zhan Leyan wipe off the sweat from his forehead and temples, and then, lying on his back, whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry."

"It's good to know." Zhan Leyan responded bluntly, "I'll put it on your account, including my car, and pay it back slowly when I go back."

See, for Zhan Leyan, tenderness is like a fad, it disappears in a flash.

"It's not that I can't afford it. Anyway, I'm also a well-known designer in Switzerland. The few wedding dresses exhibited in the Milan show are more than enough to repay your sports car." Cheng Ruoke can only follow suit for her own face. Zhan Leyan's haughty look made him brag.

Although she has no idea how much her clothes can sell for.

"Oh? But you are in China now, no one knows you as a 'famous designer', you are just my servant." Zhan Leyan did not forget to remind Cheng Ruoke of this fact.

"Heaven is about to send a great mission to the people, and you must first work hard. Maybe it won't be long before I will be happy. You'd better be nice to me. Maybe I can sign your name for you, or design an autograph. A piece of clothing, when I become a great designer in the future, it will not be so easy to ask me."

"Designer Cheng Da, do you think you will be more famous than Chanel, Armani and Prada?" Zhan Leyan slapped his face unceremoniously.

Cheng Ruoke was speechless.

Seeing that Cheng Ruoke failed to answer, Zhan Leyan smiled lightly.

"Without confidence, it is difficult to achieve great things." He said.

Cheng Ruoke was taken aback, is he teaching or teaching?

"These you mentioned are top-notch brands. It took decades or even hundreds of years to achieve today's results, and I am just a newcomer who has only participated in one wedding dress show in Milan. Where do you give me confidence? ?”

Zhan Leyan laughed softly.

"Then, who just now boasted that he wanted to design clothes for me and sign me?"

"I... I'm just talking..." It turned out that he was waiting for her here, and Cheng Ruoke had nothing to do with Zhan Leyan's mouth.

Did he negotiate too much, and he would never suffer from what he said.

"Since you have said it, you must do it. If possible, I am willing to provide you with conditions." As long as you stay in China.

"I... I'm in Switzerland..."

"Here we are." Zhan Leyan interrupted Cheng Ruoke, he didn't want to hear what she had to say next.

Cheng Ruoke looked up and saw two big red lanterns hanging under the eaves of a house not far in front of her, and there was only a few dogs barking everywhere in silence.

As they approached, the dog barked more and more away, and gradually, the lights that extended hundreds of meters were lit.

It turned out that this was a village, a small fishing village.

"I think... this place looks familiar." Cheng Ruoke searched for the memory of this place in his mind.

"It does look familiar." Zhan Leyan walked straight towards the house with the red lanterns behind his back.

"This is not...a farmyard!" Cheng Ruoke shouted in surprise.

"I see."

There is a sign hanging on the door, Fishing Village Farmhouse, this is the place where Ling Fan brought Cheng Ruoke to before.

But they all walked from the main road and never came from the back of the village, so they didn't expect them to come here at all.

"Knock, knock..." Zhan Leyan knocked on the wooden door of the house.

The people inside were already woken up by the barking of dogs, and heard the sound of walking in the yard, so they were naturally very energetic, so when they heard the knock on the door, they asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

The voice is very familiar, the restaurant owner, Ling Fan's friend.

"Zhan Leyan." Zhan Leyan responded in a low voice.

The person inside let out a "Hey", full of doubts.

Of course one should be puzzled, since it is past two o'clock in the morning, anyone would be puzzled.

The door was opened with a gap, and Xiao Qi saw a man standing outside with the moonlight on his back.

"Ghost..."

Xiao Qi yelled in fright, and closed the door with a touch.

Cheng Ruoke who was outside was also taken aback, and turned around to look behind her.

"Where is the ghost..." She tremblingly asked Zhan Leyan.

"Isn't it on my back..." Zhan Leyan said and knocked on the door again.

Cheng Ruoke's first reaction was to get off Zhan Leyan's back, but she suddenly realized that on his back, wasn't that herself?

How did she become a ghost?

"Xiao Qi, open the door!" Zhan Leyan was rejected, naturally not very happy.

"I... my brother is not here, sister-in-law, you should go..." Xiao Qi's intermittent voice came from inside.

Cheng Ruoke finally understood.

It turned out that he thought of himself as Wenwen.

"Xiao Qi, I'm Ruoke, Cheng Ruoke, I've been here with you, with Ling Fan." Cheng Ruoke got off Zhan Leyan's back, and he walked to the door with a jump, and knocked again. wooden door.

Hearing Cheng Ruoke's voice, Xiao Qi came to the door again. This time, he opened the door directly.

"You are Cheng Ruoke? You are... Mr. Zhan?" His expression changed from panic to surprise, "But in the middle of the night, why did you appear here, and... so embarrassed?"

"Can you let us go in first!" Zhan Leyan's mood looked terrible.

"Oh, come in quickly, the dew is heavy outside, and it is easy to get sick." Xiao Qi led the two into the room and turned on the light in the room.

What is the dew, the river has been soaked...

Cheng Ruoke thought.

When the two of them entered the room, Xiao Qi realized that they were all wet, so he hurriedly brewed two bowls of ginger tea and brought them out.

"Hurry up and drink, be careful of catching a cold, what did you do, how did you become like this?" Xiao Qi looked at the two people in a state of distress, curious.

"It's a long story."

Cheng Ruoke took a sip of the hot ginger soup, and suddenly felt the heat filled her limbs, and turned her head again, only to see Zhan Leyan still sitting there, not moving the bowl of ginger soup.

"Why don't you drink?" She asked Zhan Leyan.

Zhan Leyan looked down at the bowl on the table in disgust, but didn't speak.

"You don't like drinking, do you? Afraid of the taste of ginger?"

"En." Zhan Leyan turned his head with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Cheng Ruoke couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, it's rare that you, President Zhan, have something to be afraid of, but...you'll catch a cold if you don't drink it, you'd better drink a little." She persuaded.

"That's right, Mr. Zhan, I specially put some brown sugar to remove the smell, you can drink more to prevent colds."

Zhan Leyan lowered his head and sniffed the bowl of ginger soup, picked it up anyway, took a sip, but put it down quickly, with an expression on his face as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

"Is it that bad to drink? I think it's delicious, so warm." Cheng Ruoke drank it to himself.

Zhan Leyan simply got up and walked towards the counter.

"Is the medicine cabinet still here?" he asked.

　 I don't know how many times before, he and Chi Cheng were in this small shop to help Ling Fan treat those wounds that he didn't know where they came from.

"Yes, still." Xiao Qi nodded.

Sure enough, Zhan Leyan found the medicine box in the drawer under the counter.

Cheng Ruoke was still drinking soup, Zhan Leyan walked over, sat on the stool opposite her, lifted her leg and put it on his own.

"You...what are you doing!" Cheng Ruoke was so startled that half a bowl of ginger soup spilled on the ground.

Zhan Leyan took out the disinfectant water and cotton swabs from the medicine box, and disinfected the wounds on Cheng Ruoke's legs. After disinfection, he used band-aids to cover the small wounds one by one.

Then switch to the other leg.

Xiao Qi was dumbfounded.

When I was helping Ling Fan before, I had never seen Mr. Zhan so quiet and gentle, and never gave up until he scolded Ling Fan bloody.

"Help clean up a room." Seeing Xiao Qi looking this way, Zhan Leyan leaned his body to the left to block his view.

After all, Cheng Ruoke's calves are beautiful.　
After the wound was treated, he found safflower oil and rubbed the swelling on her ankle.

"Pain, pain, pain..." Cheng Ruoke grabbed Zhan Leyan's wrist in pain.

The hot feeling entered the wound along the skin, and the painful and numb feeling made her a little unbearable.

"Be patient." Zhan Leyan had no intention of stopping at all.

If you don't rub the bruises and redness of the wound as soon as possible, it will leave sequelae.

So the more Cheng Ruoke cried out for pain, the harder Zhan Leyan's hand became.

After he finished the 'treatment', Zhan Leyan raised his head and found that Cheng Ruoke was already in tears from the pain.

"Get up and move around." He tried to pull her feet to the ground.

Cheng Ruoke was so annoyed by Zhan Leyan's way of "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", she kicked him out and shook off his hand.

"Don't worry about me!" She turned her head aggrieved, and sat facing him with her trembling back.

Just when Xiao Qi came out of the back bedroom, he saw Cheng Ruoke losing his temper with Zhan Leyan.

He thought that Zhan Leyan would throw his hand and leave in a rage.

But he was taken aback.

Zhan Leyan not only didn't get up to leave, but also hugged Cheng Ruoke directly like a princess, and hugged her tightly tightly.

"Which one?" He asked Xiao Qi with a cold face.

"This... this room..."

Seeing Zhan Leyan's dark face that could make it rain, Xiao Qi sweated for Cheng Ruoke's safety.

He led Zhan Leyan to a guest room in the backyard.

The inside is clean and tidy, and it looks like it is cleaned frequently.

"Mr. Zhan, you... have to be gentle, Miss Cheng is hurt." Xiao Qi wanted to speak for Cheng Ruoke.

"Get out." The dim light cast a hint of darkness on Zhan Leyan's already profound facial features.

Xiao Qi didn't dare to say anything, and immediately backed out, not forgetting to close the door from the outside.

Seeing Zhan Leyan approaching step by step, Cheng Ruoke turned around and jumped to the ground from the other side of the bed.

"You...you...what are you going to do!" She just kicked him because of the pain, is she going to be beaten by him?

Immediately, Cheng Ruoke suddenly discovered something, her ankle didn't hurt so much anymore!

"Huh?" She moved her ankle in surprise, and it really didn't hurt so much.

"Shouldn't you have found out that you were healed when you kicked me!" Zhan Leyan stood opposite the bed, with the words 'Apologize to me' written all over his face.