Chapter 1670

"Well, I'll be relieved if Aunt Liu cooks it!"

Su Jian'an took the cup, tried the temperature, and then drank up a cup of brown sugar ginger tea.

She put down her glass, only to find that Lu Boyan's face was not quite right, so she asked knowingly:

"what's the matter?"

Lu Boyan narrowed his eyes: "what's Aunt Liu cooking? You can rest assured?"

Together, Su Jian'an didn't want to drink it just now, but worried that he made this ginger tea?

When did he become so untrustworthy?

Su Jian'an pretends to be shocked and feels that he is speechless, and looks at Lu Boyan at a loss. He can finally be sure that he guesses right.

"So, are you really doubting me?" he said

Su Jian'an looked at Lu Boyan's serious manner and smiled: "I'm kidding you."

Lu Boyan obviously didn't believe Su Jianan's words and still stared at her with dangerous eyes.

Su Jian'an's heart was thumping. She took a step back involuntarily and pointed to the direction of the bathroom: "I'll rinse my mouth." Then he slipped away.

Lu Boyan looks at Su Jian'an's back, and the danger of the bottom of her eyes still remains.

If it's normal, he can't let Su Jianan slip away like this.

Su Jian'an should be glad that she is not well today.

Su Jian'an brushed her teeth again before coming out of the bathroom. For her own personal safety, she pushed the landing thin words to take a bath. Finally, she lay on the bed, and her stomach began to ache faintly, and people slowly curled up.

When Lu Boyan came out of the bathroom, Su Jian'an's forehead was already sweating.

Lu Boyan's eyebrows wrinkled instantly: "the stomach hurts again?"

"A little." Su Jian'an forced out a smile, "but fortunately, it's not as painful as before."

"Wait for me."

Lu poyan opens the quilt and gets out of bed. Su Jian'an has no time to ask where he is going. He has left the room.

When he came back, Lu Boyan had an extra hot water bag in his hand.

He personally put the hot water on Su Jian'an's stomach.

The warm feeling came, and Su Jian'an's pain in her stomach was relieved. I don't know if the hot water bag really works or if it's just her psychological function.

Lu Boyan looks at Su Jian'an: "is it better?"

"Well." Su Jian an nodded, "much better."

Lu Boyan doesn't confirm the truth of this sentence either. He holds Su Jian'an in his arms and says, "go to sleep."

There is a hot water bag between them, which feels like a thick wall.

Su Jian'an moves and drills into Lu Bo's words. He holds Lu Bo's words tighter. His voice is soft and charming. It sounds like a coquettish: "I can't sleep."

Before Lu Boyan could say anything, Su Jian'an continued, "honey, tell me a story."

Lu Boyan's memory was suddenly pulled back to Su Jian'an when he was ten years old.

Su Jian'an was not in good health when she was a child. When he knew her, she was seeing a doctor to take medicine.

The doctor specifically told her to have enough sleep.

So even if she went to grandma's house to see him, her mother would let her take a nap.

Su Jian'an probably began to like him from then on. She couldn't help pestering him not to go to sleep.

Tang Yulan didn't know whether she saw the clue or casually gave Lu Boyan the task of coaxing Su Jian'an to sleep.

Su Jian'an laughed happily at that time.

Now think about it, it's clearly the smile of careful thinking.

However, Su Jian'an didn't listen to Lu Bo's words. Instead, she made a lot of noise and didn't mean to sleep at all.

Lu Boyan had to ask, "how do you want to sleep?"

Su Jian'an blinks strangely: "brother Boyan, will you tell me a story?"

At that time, Lu boyian was only 16 years old. His voice was a clean and moist voice unique to young people, without the composure and magnetism of mature men.

But Su Jian'an, a ten-year-old, likes his cool and clean voice like spring water.

At that time, there was no storybook in the old house, and Lu Boyan didn't have the habit of reading fairy tales when he was a child. He didn't know any fairy tales that were familiar to ordinary children.

Looking at Lu Boyan's embarrassment, Su Jian'an has insight into the fact that brother Boyan can't tell a story.

She thought for a moment, and then she said, "brother Boyan, just listen to me. I just need to listen to your voice to fall asleep."

Heaven knows, Lu Boyan was so soft at that time.

However, to a ten-year-old girl, he really didn't know what to say. In his mind, there was an English poem.

To his wife by Wilde.

The poem I remember is more than this one, but at that time, he didn't know why. He just wanted to read this one to Su Jian'an.

Now, after ten years, he still wants to read this song to his wife.As soon as Lu Boyan spoke, Su Jian'an laughed.

Lu Boyan stopped for a moment and looked at Su Jian'an incomprehensibly: "what are you laughing at?"

Su Jian'an couldn't help but ask: "that Do you know only this poem? " More than ten years later, how can Lu Boyan read this poem to her?

Lu Boyan narrowed his eyes: "what do you mean?"

"Have you forgotten?" Su Jian an blinked, "when I was ten years old, you had read this poem to me."

“……”

Lu Boyan's temple jumped.

How could he forget?

Reading Wilde's "to his wife" to a little girl is ridiculous.

That night, he lost sleep all night.

When he lost sleep, he felt lucky again.

I'm glad Su Jian'an doesn't understand.

However, if Su Jian'an really can't understand it, how can she know that the poem is "for wife" and has been remembered for so many years?

"Jane, you..." Lu Boyan's handsome face was rarely shocked. "How do you know that I read you this poem?"

"Well, I went to an international school when I was a child, and I received bilingual education, or I could understand a few sentences of English..." she said

Lu Boyan is not so easy to deceive, questioning: "even if you can understand a few of them, you can't know the name of that poem, let alone remember it now." The voice became dangerous, "Jane, I want to hear the truth."

After struggling for a long time, Su Jian'an decided to be frank after realizing that he might be in danger if he didn't tell the truth --

"well, I didn't know at that time." Su Jian'an looked at Lu Boyan and said with a smile, "but I have a good memory. I remember one or two sentences. Then I went back and asked my brother. My brother told me that the poem was written by a man named Wilde. Well, my brother asked me where I heard that? "

Su Jian'an admits that she said the second half of the sentence intentionally to frighten Lu Bo.

Lu Boyan asked, "how do you answer your brother?"

"Oh..." Su Jian'an said softly, "I said what I heard on the radio..."

“……” Lu Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Jian'an said coldly, "if I told my brother that you read this poem to me, I might not see you later..." Su Yicheng can't let her see Lu Boyan.

“……” Lu Boyan holds Su Jian'an firmly. "It's not early. Go to bed."

"No." As a child, Su Jian'an said, "read me the poem."

Lu Boyan arranged his mood and read the gentle and lingering "to his wife".

Su Jian'an leaned against Lu Bo's words with her eyes closed. Although she was not comfortable, her lips were still slightly raised.

Many years ago, she couldn't understand. Lu Boyan read "to his wife" to her in a clean voice.

Now, she finally understood. When Lu Boyan read to her "to his wife", she was indeed his wife.

Not missing each other is probably the greatest fortune in their lives.

Lu Boyan read slowly. Before the poem was finished, Su Jian'an fell asleep.

When he realized that Su Jian'an had fallen asleep, the sound of reading poetry became smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared.

The hot water bag is no longer hot.

Lu Boyan took it out and put it aside, holding Su Jianan and closing his eyes.

Two people, a long night to sleep.

Maybe it was because she had slept enough the day before. The next day, when Su Jian'an woke up, she felt full of spirit and the pain in her stomach disappeared.

Lu was still sleeping heavily, probably because he was too tired yesterday.

Su Jian'an can't bear to wake up Lu Boyan. He wants to get up quietly with his hand on her waist. Unexpectedly, he woke up just after meeting him.

Lu Po Yan wakes up to see Su Jian'an. The first sentence is: "how do you feel? Does your stomach hurt?"

Su Jian'an looks at Lu Boyan's frown, and the person who feels pain seems to be him.

She smiled and shook her head. "It's much better. It doesn't hurt much."

Lu poyan looks at the time, presses Su Jian'an back to bed, and says, "you don't have to go to work these two days. You don't need to go to sleep."

Su Jian'an struggled to get up. "I haven't asked for leave yet."

Lu Boyan raised his eyebrows: "I'm on leave."

“……” For a while, Su Jian'an was speechless. He said, "but I'm not going to ask for leave."

Lu Boyan didn't have to guess why she didn't want to ask for leave. He coaxed her and said, "you are not comfortable. You can rest at home for two days and listen."

"I don't feel sick now."

Su Jian'an opens her hands and looks at Lu Boyan firmly. It seems that she wants to show Lu Boyan how well she is.

Lu Boyan saw the determination of Su Jian's eyes.

He knows Su Jian'an so well that he can hardly change what she decides.Now, her biggest determination is not to go to work, but to prove herself in Lu.

Her determination, let alone her, is unstoppable.

Lu Boyan had to compromise: "you can go to the company, but when you get to the company, if you have any discomfort, please tell me in time, or you won't have to go again."

Su Jian'an nodded and said what Lu Boyan wanted to hear most: "don't worry, I will take my body as my weight, and I won't die!"

Lu Boyan then showed a satisfied expression: "go down."

Su Jian'an goes to prepare breakfast and Lu Boyan goes to exercise.

Before long, the two little guys woke up and followed Aunt Liu from upstairs.

Aunt Liu knew that Su Jian'an was in the kitchen and said to the two little guys, "mom is cooking for you."

The two little guys immediately broke Aunt Liu's hand and ran to the kitchen, shouting: "Mom!"