Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

Under the reflection of the bright lights, the man's temperament is even more compelling.

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the luxurious villa in front of her and shook her head. "I don't remember."

Just as I was about to step forward, everything became hazy.

"Zhan...Yan...My head hurts." Zhuang Mingyue reached out, groped and held the man's big hand, and her heart suddenly felt at ease.

The man's tall body blocked the light, and only his furrowed brows could be seen in the darkness.

"uncomfortable?"

The man's deep voice sounded like a thunder.

Zhuang Mingyue narrowed her eyes, and her vision became clearer, but her head felt a little heavy. It seemed that she should be obedient and eat on time.

Zhan Yan was about to speak when he felt a chill on his face.

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head. She was too anxious to see Zhan Yan, so she waited here for so long. Now she made him worry again.

Zhan Yan picked her up without saying a word and carried her sideways, walking towards the living room.

After lying down on the sofa, Zhuang Mingyue felt much better. It was all because she was too weak.

"I'm much better, don't worry about me, I just..."

She didn't know how to explain further, and her reasons in front of Zhan Yan were always very strange.

This man could always see through her easily.

This feeling of oppression, which seemed to suffocate her every moment in the past, is now full of love and warmth.

Zhan Yan said nothing, but just stared at her with an inquiring look.

Zhuang Mingyue suddenly became nervous and her five fingers tightened unconsciously.

This awkward look was a very cute move in Zhan Yan's eyes. He stretched out his broad arms and stroked Zhuang Mingyue's black hair, rubbing it gently twice.

Every move shows tenderness.

Zhuang Mingyue's originally nervous mood suddenly relaxed, a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the light in her eyes was firm.

Without waiting for her to speak, Zhan Yan picked her up again and carried her sideways, walking towards the dining table.

He knew that Zhuang Mingyue would wait for him, and she even gave him some advice before coming back, but this woman has always been so stupid.

He owed her so much, so much...

On the dining table, exquisite utensils and a delicious dinner were laid out in an orderly manner, but the hot aroma that the food should have was missing.

Zhan Yan looked at the servant not far away with a dark face.

"It's okay. It's okay if you can't remember. I will stay with you until you recover."

Before the servant came closer, Zhuang Mingyue opened the lid of the soup bowl with great interest, picked up the soup spoon beside her and scooped up the soup.

"The soup isn't cold yet, shall we drink it first?"

It seems like a question, but also like a statement.

Zhan Yan's expression suddenly relaxed, and the frightened servant breathed a sigh of relief and removed the cold food one by one.

The soup was still steaming.

When the soup bowl was placed steadily in front of Zhan Yan, he just glanced at Zhuang Mingyue indifferently.

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head in confusion, "Don't you think it's not hot enough?"

She felt secretly embarrassed when she asked this question, because she already knew what Zhan Yan meant.

Zhan Yan picked up the soup bowl and scooped up the soup with a spoon.

Zhuang Mingyue smiled slightly. She wanted to say that she could drink the soup by herself, but the firm look in the man's eyes told her that there was no need to say that.

After taking a sip of hot soup, Zhuang Mingyue's appetite was aroused.

She never thought that eating was a big deal before, until their relationship gradually eased and became so beautiful now.

It's like a beautiful dream that no one wants to break.

Zhan Yan could see that Zhuang Mingyue was in a good mood. It was because he had been a bit busy recently and it was time for him to take her out for a walk.

After dinner, the two took a walk in the back garden.

The summer night breeze feels particularly comfortable blowing on the body.

Zhuang Mingyue's hand was wrapped by the man's big hand, and her footsteps followed closely behind.

The two of them walked very slowly.