What should I do if I want to get back my first love but can't hold back my face?

Su Miao pushed Fang Jin up a little bit, and added two cushions to his back.

Seeing Su Miao's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Fang Chen couldn't help feeling a little helpless, "I can't move only one leg, other places are fine."

Su Miao glanced at him when she heard the words, without saying a word, she picked an eye-catching apple from the fruit basket by the table, sat down without saying a word and began to peel it.

This is still angry.

The corners of Fang Yu's lips pressed down somewhat helplessly.

When he was sent to the hospital last week, Su Miao just went to other places to finish a case at hand. Fang Zhen was afraid that she would be worried, so he deliberately kept it a secret. I'm afraid I'm still kept in the dark.

After learning about the situation, Su Miao didn't even go to the celebration banquet. She bought a plane ticket that day, and rushed back the next day, holding back her anger all the way, just waiting to teach him a good lesson.

As a result, when he went to the hospital, he saw that Fang Zhen had a plaster cast on his leg, and he was half-lying pitifully.

Fang Yu called out flatteringly, "Miaomiao..."

"Shut up," Su Miao snorted coldly, "Don't try to be coquettish, I won't take that."

Having said that, his attitude softened a little, at least he didn't have a cold face anymore.

The bandage on Fang Zhen's head had just been removed, and a small piece of hair was shaved off the back of his head for the convenience of applying medicine. He was too lazy to wear a hat, and the wind blowing by the window inevitably made him feel chilly.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt a piece of scab that had just formed, which was a bit painful.

Su Miao glanced at it calmly, got up and closed the window a little bit, and when she turned back, she probably calmed down a lot, and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"The doctor said that if there is no major problem, he can be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow."

Su Miao washed her hands, then continued to peel the broken part of the apple peel, and asked casually, "What do you plan to do after you leave the hospital?"

Fang Zhen's expression froze for a moment, Su Miao lowered her head and didn't see it, she still asked herself, "Have you invited the nurse?"

Seeing that the other party didn't answer for a while, Su Miao raised her eyes and looked over, and slowly frowned as if realizing something, "...Don't you tell me that I'm going to be discharged from the hospital without even hiring a nurse?"

The tone couldn't help but become a bit serious, "It's difficult for you to go upstairs alone, can you take care of yourself?"

There are special people to take care of her in the hospital, but the situation at home will be very different. It is inevitable for Su Miao to be worried.

Fang Zhen observed Su Miao's expression carefully, swallowed and said softly, "I'll live in someone else's house."

It's okay if someone takes care of you.

Su Miao nodded, and after a while she still asked a few questions with some uneasiness, "Which person, is it reliable?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong, "He doesn't have a job of his own? How can he be around you around the clock?"

Fang Yi pursed his lips, and said with a bit of guilt: "Jiang Huai."

"Snapped."

As soon as the strength in his hand was loosened, the apple that had just been peeled was so innocent that it just rolled into the trash can.

Fang Zhen rested his hands on his side, lowering his eyes a little guilty.

Su Miao sat upright, it took a while to digest the information, and asked in surprise, "Are you two okay?"

Not really.

But Fang Zhen couldn't help but nodded under Su Miao's gaze.

If she knew that the two of them hadn't gotten married yet, Fang Zhen would openly live in someone else's house, and Su Miao would probably be able to tear Jiang Huai apart.

When the two broke up in high school, their posture was too ugly. Su Miao could see how Fang Zhen was doing at that time.

Therefore, it is difficult for her to have a good impression of Jiang Huai.

Su Miao frowned, and couldn't help thinking of the young man she met when she left the store that day, and belatedly thought: It really was him.

No matter how unfavorable, since Fang Yu nodded, Su Miao could only suppress him no matter how disdainful he was, and reluctantly said: "Just think it out yourself."

At the end, I still couldn't help muttering depressingly, "What's so good about Jiang?"

The somewhat childish words made Fang Yu smile, he shook his head, with a slight smile in his eyes, "According to you... I'm not good either."

Jiang Huai arrived a lot later than usual, Fang Zhen didn't care, turned to him and asked, "Here we are."

The nurse had just taken Fang Zhen's temperature, and smiled when she saw it, "Mr. Jiang is here."

"Mr. Fang is recovering well in all aspects, and he will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Jiang Huai nodded, "Okay, thank you."

The nurse lowered her head to record the temperature, and said indifferently, "It's okay, then I'm leaving."

Jiang Huai put the coat on the sofa not far away, and as usual when he approached, he rubbed Fang Jin's legs that were a little stiff after lying down all day, "Does the legs still hurt?"

Even though he does this kind of thing every day, Fang Ping still shrinks back a little unaccustomed, "It's much better."

Seeing this, Jiang Huai couldn't help but let out a few chuckles from his nasal cavity, as if he deliberately wanted to take advantage of the person's inconvenient movement, and lightly held the person down, "What are you hiding? I haven't seen where you are."

The lazy tone of voice seems to be full of ridicule if you listen carefully.

Fang Yu was stunned for a few seconds, and the tips of his ears turned red.

This is true, Fang Yi has difficulty even moving, he has to rely on Jiang Huai for cleaning and bathing every day, and even has to be supported by him when entering the bathroom.

Fortunately, Jiang Huai knew that he was shy, so he stopped in time, and changed the subject with a smile, "I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I will help you complete the discharge procedures in the morning, so you have to stay at my house?"

This matter was decided as early as the day Du Wei was still there, and it was too late to regret it now, Fang Yi nodded upon hearing this.

Jiang Huai's mood improved a lot, she lowered her head and coughed dryly twice, her eyes darkened a little, her voice was neither soft nor heavy, with a hint of hint, "Say, you've already moved in, shouldn't you pay a deposit."

Fang Yu couldn't help showing a bit of confusion in his eyes, and said in a daze: "... Shall I send you money?"

"..." Jiang Huai filed her teeth and said viciously, "Why don't I give you money?"

Fang Yuan blinked innocently.

Jiang Huai leaned a little closer to the bed, her eyes darkened, her voice became slightly hoarse unconsciously, "I mean..."

He raised his hand to grab Fang Jin's wrist, and tightened his strength unconsciously, "Since you live in my house, you are mine, so be good in the future."

Jiang Huai's fierce look was so cute, Fang Zhen unconsciously showed two dimples on the corners of his lips, as if he was holding back a smile, "Oh, how can you be more obedient?"

Seeing Fang Zhen's disapproving look, Jiang Huai squinted his eyes in dissatisfaction, and said frankly: "For example, let me touch it."

"Another example..." Jiang Huai lowered her voice, "Here."

Fang Yu lowered his eyes and said shyly, "How do you kiss?"

As he spoke, he probably got a little bolder, and his slender five fingers grabbed the other party's collar tightly. Jiang Huai lowered his body unconsciously, his pupils trembled, and a cool kiss fell on the corner of Jiang Huai's mouth.

"Is that so?" Fang Yan asked a little apart, avoiding his eyes and daring not to look at him.

Looking at the crimson color on the other party's face, Jiang Huai couldn't help closing her eyes.

He is the one who is clearly the relative, the one who takes the initiative, and the one who blushes.

Jiang Huai sighed, leaned forward, clasped the back of the other's head with one hand, and kissed him firmly at the corner of the bed.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Huai: For a kiss?

Fang Ping: Yes, yes.