Ling Mofeng is the first time to see such a mess at home. For a man like him who is slightly obsessed with cleanliness, he can't bear it.
So the vice president could only walk over, squat down and stare at the sleeping girl. The wounds on her face were all scarred. She looked pitiful. She hurt her face in several places, but she still gave a sense of tenderness and brightness. The man couldn't help chuckling.
Although it's already spring and the weather has been warming up recently, it's easy to catch a cold without a quilt.
Ling Mofeng frowned and decided to take her upstairs to sleep. She had a cold some time ago. Don't get sick again.
Lan Yanxi just slept soundly and was still having a dream. In the dream, he lay in Ling Mofeng's arms and let him hold him.
But she didn't know that reality and dream overlapped. She was indeed gently held up by the man and walked to the bedroom upstairs.
Lan Yanxi, like a kitten that has found its support, sticks to his chest.
Ling Mofeng looks at her lovely little action, and her mind shakes. Other girls have parents to take care of them. Even if they cough, their parents will worry about whether she is sick. Maybe they will even feed her medicine themselves. But Lan Yanxi doesn't have such a treatment. She is too sensible to tell her grandfather and mother that she is ill. She carries it alone. No matter what happens, she likes to bear it alone. That's why Ling Mofeng loves her.
The man gently put the sleeping girl on the bed, took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt.
Ling Mofeng saw her holding the quilt, turning aside, and continuing to sleep, with a sigh of relief.
Next, he should clean up the table she messed up.
After more than half an hour, the living room was restored to its original state. The man was sweating all over. He took off his coat, boiled a pot of hot water, made a cup of tea, and sat on the sofa leisurely to enjoy it.
Ever since Lan Yanxi had moved in, Ling Mofeng had not been able to relax at home.
Because with her by his side, his heartstrings were stretched taut.
When lanyanxi woke up, it was more than nine o'clock. She started to sleep at 6: 30. When she woke up, she felt a little strange. She was sleeping on the sofa. How could she lie on Ling Mofeng's bed? Moreover, she was covered with a quilt.
Lan Yanxi's heartbeat instantly accelerated. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She didn't even have time to put on her shoes. She hurriedly ran downstairs.
She ran to the stairs in one breath and saw the man sitting leisurely on the sofa under the bright lights. There was a laptop on his lap and he was working.
When Ling Mofeng heard the footsteps, he stopped what he was doing and looked up at the stairs.
He saw Lan Yanxi with disheveled hair, wearing only a pair of white socks, standing there in a daze.
"Where are your shoes?" When Ling Mofeng saw this, he asked her with a frown and a light blame.
Lanyanxi just remembered that he forgot for a moment. He was embarrassed and quickly stepped back two steps. He ran back upstairs quickly, dragged a pair of cotton shoes and came down again. His eyebrows and eyes were smiling happily: "you came so early today, it's really rare to see you!"
"If I didn't come early, how would I know that you ate a lot of snacks and slept on the sofa and were cold?" The man put the computer on the table beside her, got up and walked over to her with a light sneer.
Lan Yanxi choked for a moment. I didn't know what to say for a while. I only blushed.
"I heard that you didn't even eat dinner. It's not good to eat so many snacks. Eat on time later. Don't eat any more snacks. Do you understand?" Ling Mofeng frowned and blamed her.
"All right!" Lan Yanxi nodded. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She quickly reached out and touched her belly. Her pretty face was red: "it's over. I really ate something bad. I have to go to the bathroom!"
Ling Mofeng looked at her going upstairs, chuckled and shook her head.
Lanyanxi even had diarrhea. She must have eaten her stomach and intestines just now because she was cold and unrestrained.
"It's over, it's shameful!" Lan Yanxi sat in the bathroom for more than ten minutes, pulling the tissue and covering his face.
When Lan Yanxi came out of the bathroom, she felt that the whole person was going to collapse. She pushed the door out weakly and saw the man leaning against the stairs with his hands around his chest. Her brain exploded.
"You you you What are you doing here?" Lan Yanxi is only ashamed at the moment. She wants to dig a hole to drill in.
"I'm afraid you need my help!" Ling Mofeng said seriously.
"What can I let you do for me? I asked for it. I deserve it!" Lan Yanxi laughed at himself.
"Is your stomach better now?" Ling Mofeng asked with concern.
Lan Yanxi nodded and bowed his head in embarrassment: "it's too shameful!"
"What's shameful? This is the life of ordinary people. It's common to get sick, but it's also very important to take care of your body. Don't eat anything in the future!" Ling Mofeng came to her and reached out to touch her long hair to comfort her.
Lan Yanxi knows that eating, drinking, shitting, sleeping is a life that normal people have to live. But Ling Mofeng is her God. It's embarrassing to do these things in front of the man she loves.
"I just cooked millet porridge for you. Come down and have some." Ling Mofeng knows that she is thin-skinned and very shy at the moment. He can't help but say with a chuckle.
"Ah? Why do you cook porridge for me? "Lan Yanxi can't believe it, but she is surprised.
"I asked aunt. She said you didn't eat dinner, so I cooked porridge for you. I just didn't expect it to be so timely. It can warm your stomach!" Ling Mofeng finally couldn't help laughing.
Lan Yanxi hurriedly lowered her head and walked forward: "you are making fun of me!"
"No, I just think it's interesting that you are asking for trouble!" Ling Mofeng said unkindly.
Lan Yanxi turned around and stared at him!
Ling Mofeng walked over and held her small hand: "OK, don't be angry. Go down and have porridge!"
Lan Yanxi didn't expect Ling Mofeng to be so considerate. Holding the bowl of warm porridge, she felt that her life had reached the peak.
Ling Mofeng sat next to her and watched her eat. Lan Yanxi's beautiful eyes were nowhere to go.
"By the way, I want to ask you to help me with something." Lan Yanxi quickly found a topic to talk about.
"What's the matter? Tell me!" Ling Mofeng found that he seemed to be a little fascinated. He quickly adjusted his face, sat up straight, and pretended to reach out to drink tea.
"My mother has a new boyfriend recently. I don't know what his character is like. Can you investigate his background for me?" Lan Yanxi said with a pleading face.
"Your mother has a new boyfriend? Didn't she say she was going to get married? "Ling Mofeng looked at her in surprise.
"Oh, it's a long story. Before that man's daughter didn't agree with him to marry my mother, so they broke up. My mother was also very sad. Just as this man was pursuing her, my mother agreed!" Lan Yanxi didn't want to talk about her mother's emotional history. She was afraid that Ling Mofeng would mind, but if she didn't make it clear, she felt that she would treat him as an outsider.
Ling Mofeng can understand the difficulties of a remarried woman, because the reality is so realistic.
"Then you have time to comfort your mother!" Ling Mofeng said.
"I went this afternoon, but my mother went downstairs to buy something. Her new boyfriend is at home. I think he is a little unreliable, so I want you to check his background for me!" Lan Yanxi said with a distressed face.
"OK, I'll check it for you. Don't think about it!" Ling Mofeng comforted her softly.
"Can I not think about it? She is my mother. If she meets someone who is not good, I will die of heartache. Alas, if my father is still alive, my mother must be a happy woman! " Lan Yanxi said that her eyes were red. She endured her sadness and stuffed a mouthful of porridge into her mouth to reduce the sadness.
Ling Mofeng finally saw her fragile side. She always pretended to be very optimistic before. She didn't take anything to heart. She was careless. But her heart had been hurt. It had already left traces. No matter how light it was, it would hurt occasionally.
"I will be filial to her with you in the future. She has such a sensible daughter as you, which is also a kind of happiness and contentment!" Ling Mofeng held one of her hands and said softly.
Lan Yanxi nodded and held back her tears.
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