Your nemesis passed out again

The mother and daughter felt wronged and watched them leave.

As soon as he entered the house after getting a tetanus treatment from the hospital, Xun Qin pressed Wen Ningshu against the wall, and pressed his cold lips against Wen Ningshu's neck.

"What do you want to do again?" Wen Ningshu put his arms around Xun Qin's waist and asked in a low voice.

"I'm still angry."

He opened his mouth and bit Wen Ningshu's neck, the blood oozing along the collarbone soaked the neckline, Wen Ningshu closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Are you still angry?"

"Qi." After opening his mouth, Xun Qin leaned his face close to Wen Ningshu's face, and ran his fingertips across the wound on his neck to stop the bleeding: "But after this mouthful, let's forget about today's affairs."

……

In the early morning of the next day, excerpts from yesterday's Tanling live broadcast were widely circulated.

The inferences about the Yang family villa on the well-known forum platform are basically hot on the homepage and search bar, and all kinds of information about the Yang family villa continue to ferment under yesterday's spirit-seeking video.

It was high in the sun, and Wen Ningshu was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

When I woke up, I felt dizzy and had a severe burning in my stomach.

The bed shook violently, Wen Ningshu opened his eyes wearily, and saw Xun Qin approaching him with a smile on his face. The tip of their nose was close to the tip of their nose. Wen Ningshu turned his head away with a smile, and said softly 'Don't make trouble'.

"Little White Rabbit, as soon as I went online today, there were a lot of people in the live broadcast room. I'm going to be popular!"

"Well, good thing." Wen Ningshu spoke, his voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear the original sound.

"not comfortable?"

"It's okay, I'll just sleep in." Wen Ningshu wrapped the quilt tightly, and closed his eyes in a daze.

Xun Qin moved a little closer, took Wen Ningshu's temperature with his forehead, and raised his finger to caress Wen Ningshu's chapped and red lips: "Hey, I am delicate and weak, and I still have a high fever after getting an injection yesterday. If I knew you were so easy to get sick, I wouldn't have bitten you last night."

Wen Ningshu replied vaguely, yes.

Under the gentle breathing sound with a slight noise, Xun Qin kissed his lips lightly and got out of bed.

Then Sen looked at Xun Qin who seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, and happily ran to the kitchen to show off his skills.

The tinkling of pots and pans made Sen crane his neck to look towards the kitchen, and after a while he saw Xun Qin running out of the kitchen holding a spoon.

"Do you know how to cook porridge?"

"Baby, are you planning to burn the kitchen of Mr. Wen's house?" Sen said.

"Fart... I can tell by looking at you that you are worthless other than being a rice worm." Xun Qin rolled his eyes at Sen angrily, and went back to the kitchen with a spoon in his hand to fiddle with it.

After becoming a vampire all these years, Xun Qin really has never cooked.

After all, you can't drink blood and you have to go to the stove to warm it up.

Not to mention that he doesn't know how to make porridge, even how to turn on the gas has become the most difficult obstacle for Xun Qin to overcome.

Xun Qin twisted the usual Wen Ningshu twist, and through his own efforts to turn the twist wheel to physical shedding, he failed to turn on the fire. In desperation, Xun Qin, who wanted to become a family husband, had to He held up the spoon in his hand to ask the fans on the bullet screen for help.

"Do you know how to cook porridge?"... "My stove won't fire, and the buttons are broken, what should I do?"... "Is the electric hole for the rice cooker on the wall? There are two holes and three holes on the wall. silver and white wall hangings."

[Anchor, I suggest you stop cooking, it is very likely to murder your husband. 】

[Murder of husband +1]

[Murder of husband +10086]

[What's going on in the front, what happened to the nine-level disability?Isn't a level nine disabled person worthy of showing affection?What if you have no common sense in life?Have you forgotten?The anchor has such a good-looking little attack, but you don't. 】

【I'm heartbroken...】

"No, no, I found the socket, and the porridge was cooked smoothly." Xun Qin wore an apron and went to the barrage.

[Such a person will also be liked by him, which is really enviable. 】

This sentence floated inexplicably on the bullet screen, and it didn't take long for fans to brush it up with "None of your business", and the house management quickly silenced it.

[You can say that the anchor is stupid, but you can't question the anchor's love! 】

[The house manager is doing a good job, what's wrong with our anchor growing up to be taken care of and loved? !Is pink eye getting worse? 】

Xun Qin didn't really care too much about it, there were so many masters, it didn't matter if he watched too much.

"Thank you for your help with cooking the porridge. Then I will download the broadcast first. I will broadcast the Yang family's villa tonight. I will take care of my little white rabbit now. See you at eight o'clock in the evening." Xun Qin reached out to turn off the live broadcast, and went to Busy helping Wen Ningshu cook porridge.

When the porridge was ready, Xun Qin put a spoonful of white sugar and carried a bowl with white and blue lace, carefully escorting him to Wen Ning's study along the way.

"Hey, get up and have porridge."

Wen Ningshu opened his eyes a little, watching Xun Qin nodding wearily.

The burnt man drowsily picked up Xun Qin's porridge and drank it down, his head fell back on the pillow.

Xun Qin was just about to leave with an empty bowl in his hand when Wen Ningshu's phone buzzed violently on the table. Xun Qin stretched out his head and glanced at the screen. Seeing that it was Wen Yuhe calling, he thought about it for two or three seconds before opening it. The screen picks up the phone.

"I watched the video, are you crazy? Do such a dangerous thing with a brat, don't you have any AC in your own body?"

"He's sick, so he doesn't have the energy to listen to your criticism now." Xun Qin said in a bad mood.

"...Are you that brat? How's his condition? Where's the address? I'll drive here now."

Xun Qin said the specific location, and Wen Yuhe hung up the phone without saying much.

In less than 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door outside, Xun Qin opened the door, Wen Yuhe walked straight to Wen Ningshu's room with the medicine box on his back, and measured his body temperature and heart rate. His movements are always long-faced, and he doesn't know who thinks that everyone here owes him 200 million.

"38 degrees two, has he eaten anything?"

"Drink porridge."

"Okay." After Wen Yuhe opened the medicine box and dispensed the medicine for Wen Ningshu, he still had a straight face: "Xun Qin, right? Let's take a step to talk."

Xun Qin nodded. In the living room, Wen Yuhe took out a check from his bag, and asked Xun Qin how much he wanted before he would leave.

Mori has seen this kind of drama in TV dramas before, and happily picked up the melon seeds from the side.

"What do you mean?"

"You and him are not suitable at all. You can mess around as you are young and vigorous, but my brother can't. I have seen the video, and my brother almost died." Wen Yuhe pursed his lips, turned sideways, eyes It turned red, and then he spoke with a choked voice, "You like to play, but he can't afford it, so stop it as soon as possible! I can give you as much money as you think is right, even if it is a kind of compensation for you being by his side these days."

"Throwing money at me, right? Interesting, Sen said how much property we have, and then threw money back! Wen Ning wrote mine, and no one would try to steal it."

Sen blinked his eyes twice, wanting to tell Xun Qin that they have no money now, but worried that Xun Qin would be kicked out of the house afterwards, so he could only rely on the impression of various domineering president dramas and make cheeky estimates.

"Ten billion? Well... hundred billion... We can throw you 9000 billion in one go." Sen, who watched TV dramas, can only help this with his perception of money.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Wen Ningshu: As soon as I fell down, the show started outside.

Wen Yuhe: Come on!Use 9000 billion to smash me to death!

Xun Qin: ...

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