After amnesia, the prospective ex-wife is a little wrong

This time she didn't get her way.

In the large bathroom, the sound of "squeaking" water was stirring gently. Zhen Zhen took out a bath essential oil ball from the mirror cabinet. The bath ball quickly turned into foam in the water, and the fragrance of roses was accompanied by the warm water mist. spread out.

After confirming that the water temperature was suitable, she turned to face Lu Jiaren: "It's time to wash."

Lu Jiaren had been standing by the door, looking at Zhen Zhen's face as if he was facing an enemy, he couldn't help but curl his lips: "You really don't want to help me?"

When she said this, she pressed the bathrobe belt with her only good right hand, and loosened a knot. The clothes that were hanging on her shoulders immediately fell down a little bit, and Zhen Zhen really turned her eyes quickly. : "I think you can do it yourself."

Lu Jiaren noticed that there was a little redness on the tips of her ears, like a blurred underglaze color, blending with the rigorous and restrained temperament of her whole body, creating a subtle sense of conflict.She stared at the blush for a few seconds, and could only say with regret, "That's fine."

The moment the bathroom door closed, the bathrobe fell to the ground, and a pair of fair and slender legs stepped and slid leisurely into the huge jacuzzi.

The room was full of fragrance, and Lu Jiaren immersed himself in the hot water while thinking about the situation in front of him.She could tell that Zhen Zhen's attitude towards her was not completely emotionless, but her eyes were always guarded, as if... she was afraid that she would hurt her.

This cognition made Lu Jiaren feel a little bored. She tried hard to recall what happened in the past, but her mind was still blank. This kind of lack was like a kite that couldn’t reach the ground, and could only be blown farther and farther. , Can't grasp the clues of the return journey.

"I don't want to." She raised her head from the water, "Get along well with my wife first, and get some new impression points."

After making up her mind, she supported the edge of the bathtub with her right hand and prepared to go out, but she didn't want to end up overestimating the force she was under. .

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Zhen Zhen heard the strange movement half an hour after Lu Jiaren entered the bathroom.

The sound was like something was beating the tiles rhythmically, once and again, with a little anxiety like a little squirrel knocking pine nuts.

She hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bathroom door and knocked politely: "Lu Jiaren, are you okay?"

It was Lu Jiaren's soft but always proud voice that answered her: "I'm fine, so you knock on the bathtub to play?"

Hearing this reply, Zhen Zhen didn't speak anymore, but continued to stand quietly in front of the door, and waited for another minute. Lu Jiaren probably sighed: "Honey, help me, I seem to have sprained my ankle."

The person in the bathtub was lying dejectedly on the edge, with long wet hair spread out, half sticking to his white back, half submerged in the water, Lu Jiaren was slightly arched, his face was reddened by the steam, and his eyelashes were stained. It was full of water mist, and his brows looked a little hazy.

It's so embarrassing... Lu Jiaren thought dejectedly, she must be very ugly in this state now, the moment she fell, she tried to save herself, but failed for a long time, and broke out in sweat instead.

Zhen Zhen looked at the person in the bathtub, pondered for a moment, and said in a comforting tone: "Don't struggle, I'll pick you up."

She rolled up her sleeves, pulled out a large bath towel from the towel rack, and wrapped her whole body up first. As she expected, Lu Jiaren has always been strict with her weight control. He was easily picked up by her.

As she walked, she subconsciously weighed the person in her arms: "You are too thin."

Lu Jiaren was feeling that his face was lost, and when he heard Zhen Zhen's words, he was even more concerned.Although she is thin, isn't the place where she should grow flesh also growing?Could it be that Zhen Zhen felt that she wasn't... ferocious enough?That's why she can be so restrained... Thinking of this, she twisted her body in shame and anger: "I want you to help me, who told you to care how heavy I am?"

"Then I don't care?" Zhen Zhen made a gesture to let go, and Lu Jiaren was so frightened that he immediately reached out to hook her neck. Neither of them expected the other's sudden movement, and they lost their balance in the chaos. Fortunately, Zhen Zhen responded Soon, he turned outward at the moment of the fall, allowing the two of them to land on the big bed in the master bedroom impartially.

Lu Jiaren's whole body was directly on Zhen Zhen's body, and the other's hand was still hugging her waist in a protective way. The temperature in his palm made her skin tense all over her body. After a scream, his left hand fell heavily back to Zhen Zhen's chest again.

"Hiss... It's a good thing you're not heavy." Zhen Zhen obviously took a breath this time. She wanted to say something more, but she felt that the person in her arms was obviously very angry, and that soft body trembled slightly. , as if touched again, it will melt away.

She didn't speak any more, clasped the slender waist tightly with both hands, and turned the positions of the two people around. In the condescending view, Lu Jiaren's face was flushed, her peach blossom eyes were wet, as if she was about to cry, and she went down again. , her rosy lips parted subconsciously, Zhen Zhen looked away.

She had never seen such a vivid Lu Jiaren.

"I'll find you an ice pack for a cold compress." Throwing this sentence hastily, she turned and walked out of the room.

Because of the accident and the sweat from being frightened, Lu Jiaren had a fever in the middle of the night.Zhen Zhen reached out and touched her hot forehead, and made a quick decision: "I'll take you to the hospital..."

Before she could take out her mobile phone, an astonishingly hot hand stretched out from under the quilt and held her hand weakly.

"No, I can't go to the hospital..." Although the fever was a little blurry, Lu Jiaren still vaguely remembered his identity, "I just got out of the hospital today, if I go back, I'm afraid I will be filmed by the media."

Fu Ruyi told her that in order to avoid the news of amnesia being known by the media, she should minimize the exposure.

Zhen Zhen recalled that when she went out with Lu Jiaren before, this person had to recomb even a little messy hairstyle, and now it is really a bit reluctant for her to go to the hospital with this distressed appearance.

"Okay, we're not going to the hospital." After thinking for a while, she agreed.

After temporarily settling the person in the bedroom, she turned back to the living room and made a call.

The other end rang several times before being picked up. After hearing her question clearly, the person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then asked in disbelief: "Zhen Zhen, do you remember what I study? Something like a cold is worth calling me out of the lab in the middle of the night..."

"Sorry," Zhen Zhen waited for her to finish before continuing to ask, "but now I need you to tell me how to take care of patients with colds?"

The person on the other end was stumped by these words, and it took a long time before he said: "Okay, okay, let me think about it... If you have a cold, you need to distinguish it first, whether it is a virus or a cold..."

The rambling voice lasted for several minutes, Zhen Zhen listened carefully all the time, her figure stood very straight, and after the other end finally explained, she couldn't help asking curiously: "Little sister, I really miss you very much." Let me ask you a question, who are you making this call for..."

"My wife." Zhen Zhen replied briefly, and decisively ended the call before the scream sounded from the other end.

After hanging up the phone, she reviewed the steps just now, got up and went to the kitchen to get an ice pack.

According to the other party, most of the patients with colds are very weak, so it is only necessary to cool down and add water first, and then let the patients have a good rest.

But Lu Jiaren is obviously not an obedient patient.

She was so sick that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, yet she could still pick and choose.

First, the ice pack was too cold, which made her feel uncomfortable on her forehead, and then her wrist was so painful that she asked to rub it. A few minutes later, she said in a hoarse voice: "White water can't even taste, you give it to me." Add some honey..."

The voice was as soft as a kitten's, whining and chirping. Although it was troublesome, it just made people unable to bear her heart and leave her alone.

Zhen Zhen was tortured enough by her, she had no experience in taking care of people, so she could only use all her patience, and finally coaxed people to be quiet, obediently fell asleep with an ice pack wrapped in a towel.

Within 2 minutes, the person on the hospital bed asked again in a low voice: "Honey, I feel so uncomfortable, can you hug me?"

Before Zhen Zhen could respond, she stretched out her relatively intact right hand and touched it weakly but accurately.

The hand was very hot, and it fell softly on the side of the waist, so light that it seemed to fall at any time.

Zhen Zhen was silent for a moment, but she didn't make up her mind to push him away. She turned around, held the hand instead and gently tied it, and carefully embraced him in her arms.

"Lu Jiaren," she whispered, "I can only hold you for a while."