After tossing for most of the night, when Dongfang was white, Qianmai gradually fell asleep.
In a daze, his arms seemed to be tight, and something cold seemed to slip into his chest.
Even in her sleep, she was alert. The brow frowned in disgust, subconsciously wanting to avoid it. But he squirmed slightly, and his left hand was grasped by a warm, thick hand.
"Sleep at ease, I am here..." Peng Chen's hoarse and soft voice came from above his head.
In just a few words, the hidden wheat in his sleep seemed to be greatly comforted, his fingers trembled, feeling the warmth from his palm, and fell asleep smoothly again.
The door was gently closed, and Peng Chen lowered his voice and asked, "How is the situation?"
"Everything is normal." It was Liu Feipeng who came from the hospital immediately after the shift.
"Then I can rest assured." At this point, Peng Chen's heart that had been hanging for the whole night finally landed safely.
"I didn't expect wheat to have such a poor psychological quality. This time I was so scared, it may have to be a few days of trouble." Liu Feipeng lowered his head to pack the blood pressure monitor and earpiece. Presumably there was a lot of trouble last night, which can be seen from Peng Chen's cold and temperatureless expression.
"Oh." Peng Chen had been mentally prepared for this. Turning the conversation, he asked: "Going back last night, did your boss say anything about you?"
"No. This matter is really going to be said, the hospital also has some careless handling." Liu Feipeng tried to lightly and said to the side. A fool can feel that, even though Peng Chen is as gentle as jade, his eyes are cold and his tone is not good.
"That's good." Peng Chen narrowed his eyes. If it hadn't been for worrying that wheat's fragile psychology would bring back bad memories again, he really didn't intend to stop there.
When Qianmai Youyou woke up, Liu Feipeng had already left. What caught my eye was Peng Chen's enlarged smiling face: "My dear wife, you finally woke up."
For this newly-approved title of nausea, Qianmai was honored to almost have a heart cramp. As if his throat was blocked by something, he was struggling to speak, so he bowed left and right, and gave him two hygienic eyes weakly.
Peng Chen seemed to be in a good mood, and didn't take her anger in his eyes at all. Leaning over and scooping her out of the bed: "It's time to get up, and go to bed again. I will have insomnia again at night."
Qian Mai snorted, cleared his throat, and slumped in his arms listlessly, just unwilling to get up. A faint smile floated over his head: "You have slept for seven hours, aren't you hungry?"
This sentence was like a thunder in a clear sky, instantly awakening Latent Wheat. I grabbed the bedside alarm clock and looked at it. If I didn't call it, I immediately called out the dolphin sound: "Ah~~~~~ Why is it already afternoon?"
"What to do? What to do? King Nan Yan will deduct all of my year-end bonus." No, she has worked so hard for half a year, and finally reached the end of the lunar calendar, she can't fail at this knot.
Qianmai was so anxious to cry but ran into the bathroom screaming.
Peng Chen pulled out his ears in disgust, but his eyes were full of petting and funny. Very well, the first time I was not worried about absenteeism, but jumped to the idea that the year-end bonus might not be guaranteed. This somewhat shows that she is slowly returning to her normal state.
There was a bang in the bathroom, and within five minutes, Latent Wheat came out with a wet face.
Peng Chen leaned closer, touched her chin jokingly and said, "Is the action so fast? Let me check to see if my teeth are brushed clean?"
Qian Mai was too lazy to speak, and gave him an angry glance before turning around to look for clothes. Then, when her hand touched the professional suit, his faint voice came from behind: "The options are simple and comfortable. Let's not go to work today, I have already asked you for leave."
"Really?" Qianmai's hand paused. Seeing him nodding his head seriously and thinking about it carefully, I figured it out. Otherwise, she hadn't entered the office at this time, and Ouyang Xuan had chased her over one hundred and eighty thousand phone calls earlier. In an instant, as if the deflated ball, the spirit "swish" that had just been supported disappeared. Leaning on the wardrobe weakly, grumbling and complaining: "Why didn't you say it earlier? It made me wash my face and brush my teeth in vain."
Peng Chen was speechless for her forcibly accusing her. If she said it earlier, where would she get up obediently? If you go to bed again, maybe you only need to brush your teeth once in two days. Checking her face, before her eyelids drooped down again, she quickly turned her attention to the window and said, "Look, it's snowing in Huayang today."
Isn't it? Under the clouded sky, pure white snowflakes are floating down little by little.
The snowflakes in the south of the Yangtze River are dotted and thin as goose down, and most of them can't accumulate, but Latent Wheat is still very happy, as if seeing an old friend, happily shouting "Oye" out the window. The eyes that were originally drowsy gradually became brighter and brighter. The eyelashes blinked lightly, suddenly making a living, dong dong dong ran to the balcony, took the umbrella and opened it upside down on the protruding stainless steel clothes rack.
"What is this for?" Peng Chen didn't know why. Relying on the tall people, he took the rope in her hand and leaned out half of her body to help her fix the umbrella.
Hidden Wheat didn’t hide her privately, and made a hoarse voice, telling him truthfully: "I want to try, can I pick up some snow and make it into ducks and rabbits, and then I will watch them slowly after hiding them in the refrigerator. ."
Peng Chenjie, what an exquisite childlike heart this is! It's a pity that she won't be a kindergarten teacher. At this moment, he wanted to laugh out loud, but as soon as he saw her trance and collapsed face, his throat was automatically dumb for two seconds. Forcibly swallowed the smile back, cleared her throat, pretending to be understanding, and gently guided her to speak: "Aren't you afraid of the cold? Then why would you still like such cold snow?"
Qian Mai looked out the window fascinatingly, and replied slightly weakly: "Winter is complete with snow... Yushu Yinhua, pink makeup Yuche, walking in the snow to find plums, these words are so beautiful and beautiful... As I read it, I feel my mouth is lingering..."
Unfortunately, there is little snow in Jiangnan. In the past few years, I don’t know whether it is because of global warming or the heat island effect. Fortunately, the sky is so pitiful. Every year there are still a few delicately floating flowers, which can be regarded as a thought in the hearts of people who like it.
The speaker of Qianmai is unintentional, but Peng Chen is intentional of the listener.
Since yesterday, she has always looked solemn, and she will fall into a daze without knowing it. He teased her to ask her. The most frequent responses were monosyllables such as "Uh" and "Ah". There were only a handful of sentences with more than ten words, not to mention that they had to insist on "long-sounding" while panting slightly. Up.
Hardly need to use the brain to judge, Peng Chen knows that she really likes snow in her heart. So she pushed the boat along the way and decided to take advantage of this excitement and pull her out to relax. Leaning over to her, he mysteriously pleased: "Wife, are you testing me?"
"..." Qianmai didn't know why he said so suddenly, his eyes slowly turned back from the window, watching him quietly, waiting for the answer.
To her suddenly and without a reason, Peng Chen didn’t care. He put his hands on her fragrant fragrant shoulders, and said to himself: "My wife, you really want to Miscalculation. This test is not difficult for me at all. Wow. Would you like to see "Yushu Yinhua" Fenzhuang Yuche" is not easy? When you have the spirit, let's go to the Northeast to see enough. As for "Taxue" It’s easier to find plums. I’ll be able to help you realize it right now."
"Now? Right now?" Qianmai grabbed the key word and asked in disbelief.
"Yes. It's'now'! It's'immediately'!" After receiving her response, Peng Chen made a loud voice, repeating it again with incomparably certainty. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)