my little sir

Three years is not long, nor is it short, many things have become a little blurry, but Wen Qiling found that he remembered it very clearly.

Uncle Zhao said with a smile at the side: "Mr. Xiao is modest. In the past three years, Mr. Xiao has prepared every meal for Mr. Mr. Mr. Xiao. Mr. Mr. has long been used to Mr. Xiao's cooking."

Fang Yimin blinked in shock, and when he raised his eyes to meet Wen Qiling's tender eyes, he always felt that something was wrong.

It seems that the grievances between him and Wen Qiling are not as deep as usual, otherwise, why even Yu Wenyue, a gossip, doesn't know about the entanglement between the two.

Even though I'm so bad at cooking, I can also make some desserts, so how can I be proficient in cooking?

I prepare every meal by myself... Could it be... I want to secretly poison Wen Qiling to death?

I go!This is against the law!What has he experienced in the past three years!

Fang Yimin secretly called his mother at night, the laughter over there was loud, and there was still a smile in Fang's mother's voice.

"What's the matter, Minmin?"

"Mom, is my dad a hidden rich man who secretly left me billions of inheritances or something, or some kind of nobleman, are there any rare family heirlooms, family heirloom seals, etc. that I need to inherit?"

"You've ruined your brain." Yang Suhua went to a quieter place and cursed, "Your dead father only left a debt, if there was an inheritance, why would our mothers be so down and out when you were in high school! "

"I definitely didn't tell you, for fear of endangering your life or something." Fang Yimin looked determined.

"I won't tell you anymore. My sisters and I were watching a show and hung up."

Fang Yimin pinched the phone with a serious face.

Wen Qiling definitely wanted to get something from herself, otherwise, how could she be with herself, not only that, but she also put on a cuckold openly for herself.

Wait, what does that voice mean?

Is it intentional to play sadomasochistic love scenes with him, or to lower his guard against him?

Fang Yimin felt that he still had to meet up with his brothers, ask them about the details and situation of their relationship, and be fully prepared.

Fang Yimin slept long enough last night and today, but couldn't sleep at night, so he made an appointment with his brothers to meet at a time and place, and went online to play two games.

While fighting vigorously, the door was pushed open, Wen Qiling entered the room and began to undress.

"You, you, you, what are you doing?" Fang Yimin sat up abruptly, staring at him defensively.

Wen Qiling opened the closet, took out a set of silk pajamas, turned her head and said, "Take a bath."

bath? !It's over, do they have to sleep together?

Fang Yimin was suddenly excited, no, suddenly panicked.How could he have forgotten that they are husband and wife and they need to sleep in the same bed at night.

The moment he was in a daze, Mr. Wen had already entered the bathroom, and he also died tragically in the game.

Although Mr. Wen has broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he is sexy and rich, but he is also a person with a bottom line. It is absolutely unacceptable to sleep with a strange man.

What's more, she was still sleeping with a man who was hiding extremely deeply and was extremely dangerous.If the other party has any unreasonable demands... No, I will definitely not let this man who puts a cuckold on him go to bed.

Mr. Wen knew nothing about Mr. Xiao's thoughts outside. The moment he opened the door, he met Mr. Shang's complicated eyes.From defensiveness to surprise, from indifference to bewilderment, then the tips of her ears suddenly turned red.

Uncle!Wen Qiling was really dangerous, as soon as he came, he would act out a bath to seduce himself!I must reject such beauty, thinking about the cuckold hat the other party put on me, Mr. Xiao's eyes became sharp again.

Wen Qiling was blowing his hair, and Mr. Xiao just stared at him straightly. Mr. Wen was suddenly a little embarrassed by the other party's look.After drying her hair, she just approached the edge of the bed, and saw Mr. Xiao's face froze again.

"Mr. Wen, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep comfortably when I'm injured. Can you sleep in the guest room today?"

It was only then that Wen Qiling remembered that the other party had lost his memory. Facing him like a stranger, Mr. Xiao might not be able to accept the two of them sharing the same bed for the time being.I just got used to it and entered the bedroom as usual.

"Then...then I'll go to the guest room to sleep."

"Okay." Mr. Xiao smiled and agreed very simply.

It's dangerous, but fortunately there is no Chinese and American male trick!

Mr. Xiao played games until midnight and slept soundly.

Mr. Wen tossed and turned and woke up several times.He was used to having someone hug his arm to sleep every time he came back, and in the middle of the night that person would wrap his hands and feet around him, and it felt good to hold him.

Now sleeping alone in a cold guest room, a sense of desolation suddenly appeared in my heart.

Mr. Wen got up very early the next day, and Mr. Xiao, who usually got up early to make breakfast for himself, hadn't gotten up until eight o'clock.Uncle Zhao came over to ask several times. Mr. Wen thought that the other party was injured, so he should be considerate of the other party, so he asked Uncle Zhao to prepare breakfast.

Wen Qiling held a video conference and processed a few more documents. It was after ten o'clock before he heard the movement below.

Uncle Zhao was busy preparing Fang Yimin's breakfast, when Wen Qiling went downstairs, he saw that Mr. Xiao was still wearing pajamas, with a mess of fluffy hair, sitting at the dining table drinking porridge.

"Yi Min, Dr. Zhao will come over this afternoon, let's do another in-depth examination."

Fang Yimin heard Wen Qiling talking to him, thinking that he had invited his brothers to lunch at noon, and asked, "What time is the doctor coming?"

"After we finish lunch, we will arrange for Dr. Zhao to come over and examine you."

Mr. Xiao's hair was not taken care of, and it hung messily in front of his eyes.Wen Qiling propped up the table, bent over and raised his hand to brush the broken hair in front of the other party's eyes. Seeing the other party's body leaning back, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

Wen Qiling straightened her body and said, "I checked a lot of cases of concussion and amnesia yesterday. This kind of situation is not uncommon, but we still need to check carefully and comprehensively."

Mr. Xiao took a sip of the porridge, licked Tian's lips and said, "Didn't the doctor say that you might remember in two days, so you don't need to see a doctor every day."

"However, there are some people who can't recover for a long time. It's better to do more checks." Wen Qiling continued, "I think there are still some people who have been unable to recover their memories due to psychological and mental problems. They must be checked carefully."

Mental and spiritual problems?

The alarm bell sounded in Fang Yimin's heart. Wen Qiling must be trying to bribe the doctor to diagnose him with mental problems and make himself lose the ability to inherit some unknown property, so that he can take away his things as a husband.

scare!Unexpectedly, he has been living in such a dangerous environment.

Fang Yimin waved his hands again and again to refuse: "I don't have a big problem, maybe I'll be fine in two days."

"But……"

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Wen, I may not be able to dine with you at noon." Fang Yimin immediately changed the topic, "I have an appointment with friends at noon."

Wen Qiling was handsome, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, but when he smiled, it was like ice falling into spring water, turning into gentle ripples, which could make people drown in those star eyes at any time.

At this moment, his expression froze, but he didn't look serious, instead, he looked a little dazed and bewildered.He blinked and said, "But your body hasn't recovered yet."

"I haven't recovered, it's just a fall. I lay down all day yesterday. My legs don't hurt anymore, and the wound on my forehead has scabbed over. I'm not so delicate."

Wen Qiling was a gentleman, so naturally he would not forcibly interfere with Fang Yimin's social life. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he still suggested asking if he needed to be his driver.

Fang Yimin waved his hand quickly, and asked the other party if he could lend him a car that he could not drive.

"Don't you always use the car at home?"

Fang Yimin's car was the one Wen Qiling replaced when he bought a new car.Originally, Wen Qiling was going to buy him a new car, but Mr. Xiao was unwilling, so Wen Qiling said that he was going to change the car, so he put his old car at home for Mr. Xiao to use.

"Ah? Oh." Fang Yimin smiled at Wen Qiling, "Then I'll borrow the car to get off in the afternoon."

"Don't say borrow it, it was originally yours."

Fang Yimin's unruly attitude made Wen Qiling feel slightly displeased, thinking that he is now a patient, and he can only accommodate instead of being careful with the other party.

Facing the food on the table at noon, Wen Qiling lacked interest, and she purposely worked at home to accompany Fang Yimin, but her little teacher left her and went to have dinner with friends.

Wen Qiling felt a little disappointed, since he got married, he hardly ever stayed at home alone.As long as there is no entertainment and rest at home, Mr. Xiao will stay with him at home.

He occasionally reads a book or handles work, and Mr. Xiao will quietly do his own thing on the sidelines, and will help him refill tea in the middle, and serve him two plates of freshly cut fruits.

Now I don't cook for myself, and I don't accompany myself anymore.

Mr. Wen thought, Mr. Xiao is just sick, and he has to be considerate of Mr. Xiao.

[The author has something to say: Wen Qiling: Well, Mr. Xiao is just sick, Mr. Xiao must still love me deeply...]