After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Miss Shen...

Shi Nian immediately thought of Shen Rou.

That's right, besides Shen Rou, who else would relentlessly put her in a situation where she could not retreat?

She was warning her not to go back to China, and not to dream of appearing next to Pei Nanzhan again.

Shi Nian's palms tightened unconsciously, and a look of helplessness and pain slipped across his cold eyes.

If it wasn't for her grandma's critical illness, she would never have set foot on the land of Zai Hua.

"Dean Song, I don't care who the person who instructed you is." Zhan Beiming suddenly threw out a low and cold sentence, "My grandma gets along well with this old lady, you should know how to do it."

Dean Song nodded again and again, "I will order someone to take good care of you."

Zhan Beiming didn't say anything, and Dean Song left the ward tactfully.

The old lady gave Zhan Beiming a satisfied look, and called again: "Nian Nian, don't worry, with Beiming here, no one can drive you away. Your grandma's illness will definitely be cured."

Shi Nian smiled politely, turned to look at Zhan Beiming, "Thank you."

Looking at the quiet ward again, she felt that Mr. Zhan had really helped her a lot.

She can settle down in this hospital, and no one will drive her away again. She already feels very lucky.

Everything will gradually get better.

Zhan Beiming looked as usual, "You are polite."

Shi Nian stood on the spot for a while, and saw that there were more fragments of infusion bottles on the ground that had been thrown on the ground due to the dispute just now.

She went to the corner and picked up the broom to tidy it up first, lest someone accidentally step on it.

But she didn't see the transparent liquid flowing out of the bottle. When she stepped on it, her feet slipped, and she instantly fell back uncontrollably.

A second of panic flashed across her plain face, and she almost exclaimed because of it.

"Be careful."

A deep and steady voice sounded beside him.

At this moment, a strong hand supported her waist and pulled her back.

She bumped into the man's arms unexpectedly, and the tip of her nose touched his muscular chest.

There was no smell of smoke or alcohol on his body, only a faint and refreshing smell similar to laundry detergent on his clothes.

After reacting, she quickly took a few steps back and pulled out of his arms, with a trace of embarrassment on her face.

however……

She stepped on the slippery puddle of transparent liquid again, and this time she jumped straight forward.

This time, she almost sent herself directly into his arms.

awkward.

It's so embarrassing.

Shi Nian bit her lip, feeling the urge to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

Zhan Beiming was also stunned.

He looked down at the person in his arms, but his attention was focused on his palm on her waist. At this moment, he felt that the palm against her was getting hot and hot.

The moment she rushed over just now, he subconsciously put his arms around her waist to protect her.

this woman...

Waist, so thin.

Also, she is so light.

Are all women this light?Like a pile of paper man, weak and soft.

People, unconsciously want to protect.

"I'm sorry." Shi Nian stood firm this time, blushing hard to disappear, looking up at him with a bit of embarrassment, "I didn't mean it, it's because the floor is too slippery."

Zhan Beiming let go of her gentlemanly, "It's okay."

He glanced down at the messy floor again, and suddenly blurted out, "Let me clean these up, don't move."

After picking up the broom from the ground and bending down, Zhan Beiming suddenly fell into self-doubt.

When had he ever done such a thing with his own hands?

Why did he come to pack these?

Why can't he call a nurse to clean up?

But the words have been spoken.

He could only bend down, sweeping and mopping the floor diligently.

The old lady looked at Zhan Beiming's back with satisfaction, pulled her and read: "It's okay, just let him do it. Our Ming'er is very hardworking at home and can do everything."

Zhan Beiming: "..."

After tidying up all these, Zhan Beiming went out to take out the trash, and bumped into Ye Nanqing who was sneaking his head at the door of the ward.

Not just Ye Nanqing.

And Mr. Wen of Wen's, he knows.

At this time, the two women had the same gossiping mysterious smile on their faces, and they squinted at him, looking eager to try.

Ye Nanqing: "Tsk tsk tsk! Second brother, you..."

Wen Shiyue: "Tsk tsk tsk! Zhan Beiming, you..."

After finishing speaking, they pointed to the woman in the ward in unison, with meaningful expressions on their faces.

Zhan Beiming looked blank, "What? What's wrong with you?"

If it wasn't for the inappropriate location, Ye Nanqing would only want to scream like a groundhog at this moment.

The surprise brought by seeing Shi Nian unexpectedly was completely diluted by something newer.

Ahhh!Can Zhan Beiming and Shi Nian clearly match each other?

The former best friend becomes sister-in-law, so exciting!

Wen Shiyue has known Zhan Beiming for a long time. When he was a teenager in Jingdu No. [-] Middle School, he was in the same class and was at the same table.

At that time, Zhan Beiming was like a male god on campus. She never expected to see this kind of gossip while hiding here like a thief with Ye Nanqing, and she became excited.

"What are you guys getting excited about?" Zhan Beiming stared at Ye Nanqing's hand that was yanking the hem of his clothes, and could feel her scream.

But he really didn't understand.

"Can I not be excited?" Ye Nanqing's smile gradually changed, "You are all hugged together, hugged twice!"

Wen Shiyue also smiled so much that she no longer looked like an iceberg goddess, "Zhan Beiming, single, hahaha! Your grandma just asked directly, Shi Nian, do you want a husband? I have one here, free of charge, free of charge. "

After Ye Nan listened, his stomach ached from laughing, and he poked Zhan Beiming's arm hard, "She can call you Beiming, and she can also call you Azhan. What about you, second brother? What do you call her? Why don't you call her?" Does she miss it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, they were all born on September 9th, and they dare not write like that in novels."

"..."

Zhan Beiming finally understood.

The two women were gossiping about him and the woman in the ward.

He narrowed his eyes, with a disapproving expression on his face, "You guys misunderstood, grandma is just making a match."

Without waiting for them to say anything, Zhan Beiming said directly: "She is not my type."