Lu Yuchen's departure gave Tang Xinluo some space to sort out her thoughts.
She had just woken up, her mind was a mess, and she almost forgot what happened before she fell into a coma.
When she finally managed to remember, he kissed her aggressively, making her dizzy and forget everything.
Fortunately, when she was sorting out her thoughts, Lu Yuchen came back.
This time, he also brought some nourishing porridge sent from the Lu family’s old house.
"Lu Yuchen, I remember what happened before I fell into a coma... I was pushed down by someone, and it was a little..." She almost blurted out the words, but paused at the critical moment.
This matter involved her mother-in-law Zhuo Yarong, and Tang Xinluo was undecided about whether to tell her or not.
Lu Yuchen directly reached out and stroked her little face, and comforted her softly: "I know who did it... Don't worry, I will handle this matter and will not let you suffer in vain."
"You...really know how to handle this?"
It’s not that she didn’t believe him, it’s just that all the people involved in this matter were his relatives.
Although she was pushed down the stairs by Song Xiulan, she is no longer in any danger. Could Lu Yuchen really go against his own aunt and mother just for her, the person he had an agreement to marry
"Why, you don't believe me?" He raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes holding some coldness.
Tang Xinluo shook her head instinctively. Of course, she didn't dare to say in front of Lu Yuchen that she didn't believe it.
Lu Yuchen didn't get angry but laughed instead. The slight anger that had been ignited by her words softened when he saw her small face as big as a palm.
Forget it, the little woman is still recovering from her illness, so I won’t bully her.
Without continuing the previous topic, Lu Yuchen took out the thermos bucket from the bag and poured the warm tonic porridge into a delicate small bowl.
"Are you hungry?"
As early as when the lid of the thermos was opened, Tang Xinluo's big wet eyes were already staring at Lu Yuchen's hand.
Seeing him coming over with the small bowl, she anxiously tried to sit up, but just as she sat up a little, half of her body went limp and she slid down again.
"Silly girl, why are you in such a hurry?" Lu Yuchen put the bowl on the table, walked over and picked her up.
He put her back on the bed, shook the upper part of the ward up, put a soft pillow behind her waist, and then turned back to bring the porridge.
This time, Tang Xinluo naturally reached out to take it.
But Lu Yuchen still didn't give it to her.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, gently turned the hot porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and blew on the spoon carefully before speaking to her.
"Come on, open your mouth."
Tang Xinluo's face flushed. She had never thought that Lu Yuchen would feed her personally.
Seeing the spoon being handed to her mouth, she could only open her mouth obediently, but her bright eyes darted left and right, and she did not dare to observe his behavior and expression carefully.
My heartbeat speeds up unconsciously.
Tang Xinluo suddenly realized that she seemed to... accidentally, be a little attracted to Lu Yuchen.
The porridge he fed me seemed to taste better than ever before.
The bowl of porridge was finally finished as he fed it slowly, spoonful by spoonful.
Lu Yuchen looked at her with a serious gaze as she finished the last spoonful. There were still stains of porridge on her pink little mouth.
He suddenly felt itchy.
"Is it delicious?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"Yeah." Tang Xinluo nodded without any doubt.
She didn't hear the deep meaning in his hoarse voice and just responded with a silly smile.
The next second, Lu Yuchen leaned over, lowered his head, and kissed her pink and charming lips.
He kissed her gently for a while, not daring to be too hard in order to avoid an accidental discharge like last time.
After he had taken advantage of the situation and solemnly asked someone to come in and clear the dishes, he commented, "It does seem to taste better than usual."
At that time, Tang Xinluo was eating the after-meal fruit brought in by the servants.
As a result, he almost choked himself because of what he said. (To be continued)