When Shen Huaizhou heard Zhong Lingyu's voice, he hurried out of the ward without even having time to put on his shoes.
He cupped her face and tried to kiss her.
The hospital corridor was fairly quiet, but not deserted.
Zhong Lingyu had no shame in being intimate with Shen Huaizhou in public.
She didn't want to either.
Glancing at Adjutant Li who put the thermos bucket on the ground and ran away quickly, Zhong Lingyu pushed Shen Huaizhou's face away and said, "I'm just here to deliver food to you."
He took advantage of the situation and grabbed her palm, put it to his lips and kissed it, "Let's eat together."
While he was talking, her petite body was held in his arms by his chest.
Zhong Lingyu is 1.64 meters tall, while he is almost 1.9 meters tall.
The body temperature was hot, and the man's hot body breath enveloped her, making her cheeks turn red.
He picked up the thermos bucket on the ground and forcibly pulled her into the ward.
Then he lay on the hospital bed like an uncle, waiting to be fed.
Zhong Lingyu sighed, "It's not like you have no hands."
"Don't you know why I have a fever?" Shen Huaizhou raised his eyebrows.
"have no idea."
Shen Huaizhou knew her too well.
He chuckled softly, "You little heartless person, if you didn't know why I have a fever, would you take the initiative to bring me food?"
Zhong Lingyu had a cold face and ignored it.
"My wound is open and infected." Shen Huaizhou said to himself.
He felt quite aggrieved, "Last night in the car, you pressed against Meng Lang and twisted around on my lap..."
Zhong Lingyu blushed and looked out the door. She immediately covered Shen Huaizhou's mouth, "Don't talk nonsense."
"I won't talk anymore, Lingyu, feed me, okay?" Shen Huaizhou pulled her hand away.
To prevent him from saying anything stupid again, Zhong Lingyu stuffed his mouth with rice.
Shen Huaizhou enjoyed it very much.
The last time he was hospitalized, he saw Captain Guo being fed by his wife and was extremely envious.
This time he also had a woman to feed him.
He ate all the food.
Licking his lips, Shen Huaizhou said, "This meal is good. Which restaurant did you buy it from?"
"I made it myself." Zhong Lingyu lowered his eyes and tidied the thermos bucket.
In the past, when my mother was still in poor health, she would cook in different ways and develop good cooking skills.
Except for my mother, no one has ever eaten the food she cooked.
Shen Huaizhou was so happy that his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but clasp her head and kiss her lips gently, "The food cooked by Ling Yu is delicious."
After a pause, he tilted his head and kissed the soft skin on the base of her ear again, "The food is delicious and the people are delicious. I like you more than before, Lingyu."
Zhong Lingyu felt a chill.
He's so annoying.
Everything can be brought to bed.
Shen Huaizhou hugged her and kissed her, and then asked, "Has the person who drugged you been found?"
"No." Zhong Lingyu said perfunctorily.
"Tell the truth." He pressed again and again.
There was no other way, Zhong Lingyu had no choice but to say: "It's Yan Xiangrong."
"Chen Yunzhang's wife?" Shen Huaizhou frowned.
Zhong Lingyu hummed.
A sharp light flashed in Shen Huaizhou's eyes.
When he looked at Zhong Lingyu again, his eyes were tender again, "Good girl, let me vent your anger for you."
Zhong Lingyu was about to say no.
At this time, Adjutant Li's voice suddenly sounded outside, "Handsome!"
Zhong Lingyu was shocked, carrying the thermos bucket, and hid in the bathroom.
Shen Huaizhou paused slightly, dumbfounded.
As soon as she ducked in, Marshal Shen had already pushed the door open and walked in.
Shen Huaizhou's smile faded slightly, "Dad!"
Marshal Shen took off his hat and rubbed the top of his head, "Adjutant Li, he's really beaten up today. Before I even got to the door, he was saluting me with a howl."
Zhong Lingyu, who was hiding in the bathroom, thought to herself that it wasn't because she was in the ward.
Adjutant Li is reporting to her.
Otherwise, if Marshal Shen catches her, she will get into a lot of trouble.
She was extremely grateful to Adjutant Li.
Shen Huaizhou asked: "Why are you here?"
"Why, my own son is sick and hospitalized, I can't come over to see him?" Marshal Shen crossed his legs and sat on the chair.
He was stunned for a moment, "Has someone been here just now?"
"No." Shen Huaizhou glanced at the bathroom and denied with a smile.
Marshal Shen was suspicious, "Why is this chair so warm?"
"I just put in the hot water." Shen Huaizhou's expression didn't change.
Marshal Shen said, "Have you thought clearly about what I told you last time?"
"What's up?"
"You don't like Huo Fanshu, but where is Miss Yuan? I showed you the photo last time."
Shen Huaizhou lowered his eyes and drank water, "Don't worry about this kind of thing all the time."
Dashuai Shen was about to jump in anger, "I don't worry about this, who can? Do you really want to marry that Zhong Lingyu into your family?"
"What did you do with her?" Shen Huaizhou looked unhappy.
He subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bathroom.
"If I don't get involved with her, who will I get involved with?" Dashuai Shen stared, "You are already twenty-five years old, and you are still playing around with women outside. Your uncles, who are the same age as me, are all embracing your fat grandson. .”
Shen Huaizhou raised his eyes slightly and said, "It's not like you can't have children yourself. Marry a few young concubines and have a new family."
"You stupid bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?" Marshal Shen yelled.
Shen Huaizhou calmly dismissed, "I have a sense of discretion regarding marriage."
The angry Marshal Shen took off his shoes and wanted to beat him with the soles of his shoes.
Adjutant Li quickly opened the door and coaxed Marshal Shen away.
Marshal Shen kept cursing before leaving.
When there was no movement at all, Zhong Lingyu came out with the thermos bucket.
Shen Huaizhou lamely got out of bed, hugged her and comforted her, "Don't take my father's words to heart."
"No." Zhong Lingyu stated indifferently.
Anyway, she doesn't like Shen Huaizhou.
She didn't take Dashuai Shen's words to heart at all.
Shen Huaizhou stared at her for a long time, feeling suddenly depressed.
He held her in his arms, his chest pressed against her back, and his lips caressed the back of her neck inch by inch.
At a certain moment, he suddenly said absently: "What if I marry Miss Yuan?"
The sound of a deep, hoarse voice made the skin itch.
Zhong Lingyu's breathing was slightly messy, "Are you interested in Miss Yuan?"
"It's okay." Shen Huaizhou's kiss spread along the back of the neck to the base of the ear, biting it gently.
His lips felt cold and his breath was moist and hot.
Like fluffy feathers scratching the pinna of the ears.
Zhong Lingyu couldn't help but groan.
She replied breathlessly: "The young marshal should go and meet him. Marshal Shen is right. You are already twenty-five. Twenty-five is indeed the age to get married."
Shen Huaizhou stopped his ambiguous movements and stared at her with a deep look.
She was very serious, her almond-shaped eyes were calm and indifferent, as if she was stating something irrelevant.
Shen Huaizhou's rough palm suddenly grasped her chin, forcing her to tilt her head.
She met his eyes.
His eyes were deep, like ancient wells, without any ripples.
It was like the calm before the storm, making Zhong Lingyu's scalp numb.
He suddenly asked: "You hope so much that I marry another woman?"
Zhong Lingyu noticed that he was in a strange mood and did not dare to speak anymore.
The arms around his waist tightened.
His gloomy voice continued to ring in my ears, "I'm married to another woman, what about you, do you want to run away from me?"
His attitude was strange, and he slowly pressed his palm on her chest.
The warmth in his palm spread directly to his heart through his clothes.
Before Zhong Lingyu could say anything, he was suddenly interrupted, "Lingyu, is your heart with me?"
