100% pampering wife: See you on Monday, the wealthy husband

He Yifan couldn't describe his joy when he heard the doctor say that Shen Qianqing was fine. At that time, he just felt that God really treated him kindly. It didn't take Shen Qianqing away from his side. It's good that he must use the time to work harder Love her well.

"Shen Qianqing, you must wake up quickly, I'll go home and cook for you." He Yifan smiled very gently, completely without his usual cold appearance, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was in a good mood.

Every time he cooks, Shen Qianqing's face will overflow with infinite satisfaction. He likes to see her simple and happy appearance, and he only thinks that the years will be quiet and peaceful in the future.

The sunlight outside the window was very good, shining in through the thin curtains, and there was a room of light and shadow in the ward, which was really beautiful.

The man's handsome side face seemed to be the statue of David carved by Michelang Yuna Luo, his eyes were gentle and focused on the woman lying quietly on the hospital bed, and there seemed to be the sound of flowers blooming in his heart.

"Shen Qianqing, your health has recovered, I will cook for you every day, okay?"

The man was able to kiss the hand he was holding, and lowered his eyes slightly, covering his full thoughts.

"Okay, don't go back!"

The weak voice still couldn't hide the taste of happiness. Shen Qianqing opened her eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at the man with a haggard face, she stretched out her hand and caressed the man's cheek: "Why? Are you thinner?"

He Yifan held Shen Qianqing's bloodless hand, and was so happy that he almost shed tears, his eyes were bright like stars, and the traces of sunlight scattered all over the ground.

"You're awake, Shen Qianqing, that's great." He Yifan looked at Shen Qianqing happily, looking at her eyes as if looking at a lost treasure, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly: "Shen Qianqing, you're awake , I am so happy."

Shen Qianqing's eyes were a little moist, she rarely saw He Yifan lose his composure like this, she couldn't help sighing, and said softly, "Why are you acting like a child?"

"Do you feel any discomfort? Do you want to call the doctor to come over and check again?" He Yifan looked at Shen Qianqing happily, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Shen Qianqing looked at He Yifan's lost appearance, couldn't help laughing, although his voice was still weak but filled with joy: "I just feel that I don't have any strength, it's okay."

"I've lost so much blood, I'm sure I have no strength, and I need to take good care of my body." He Yifan said seriously: "What do you want to eat, I'll buy you a meal. Would you like some porridge?"

Shen Qianqing shook her head, then said with a smile, "I want to eat your cooking, I heard what you said just now!"

He Yifan was taken aback when he heard the words, then tapped Shen Qianqing's nose lightly, and smiled happily: "As long as you don't find it unpalatable, I have no objection, and now I find that cooking is also a kind of enjoyment."

In fact, what He Yifan said in his heart is that cooking for his beloved woman is a rare enjoyment, and he likes to see her full of joy.

Shen Qianqing nodded: "Well, it's delicious."

The window was open, there was a breeze blowing, the curtains swayed slightly, and the light and shadow began to shake. The sunlight was very good, falling on people's eyes and hair, making the whole person look warm and indescribable Happiness, the air has become sweet.