Chapter 96

When Tang Yan went upstairs, Yang Lin's acupuncture was over. Lu Nan Chen's face is much better than before, Liang Feng Jiao is standing at the bedside hissing, for fear that her baby son where uncomfortable, leave what sequelae what.

Looking at Tang Yan's collapsed face, Lu Nanchen knew that this ugly woman must have been severely reprimanded by Liang Fengjiao. No one knows his mother better than him. No matter how he explains, she will blame Tang Yan for the accident.

"I'll go back first, Xiaoyan. You should take good care of Nanchen. You can't make his injury worse." Yang Lin's eyes were slightly deep, and he began to pack the medicine box.

"Mom, it's getting late. Go and have a rest. Here is Tang Yan to take care of me. Don't worry. " Lu Nanchen's voice has returned to normal, and he is not as weak as before.

Liang Fengjiao glared at Tang Yan fiercely. She was worried about taking care of herself, but she couldn't help it, "Nan Chen, you have a good rest. Tang Yan, take good care of Nanchen. " With a hint of warning, it seemed to remind her of the conversation they had just had downstairs.

"Mom, I know. Don't worry." Tang Yan lowered his eyes and didn't bother to look at her. In the final analysis, the culprit of Lu Nanchen's injury is her

Motherfucker.

If she hadn't thought about what she had and forced herself and Lu Nanchen to have a real relationship with her husband, would she have thought of so many moves.

Come on, it's a waste of brain cells. With this Kung Fu, she would rather think more about how to make her artists popular one by one and earn a lot of money for her.

Bear it. When the time comes, you can get rid of Liang Fengjiao forever.

Yang Lin packed the medicine box, accompanied by Liang Fengjiao, and left the room. At this time, so big master bedroom, only standing Tang Yan and lying Lu Nan Chen.

Well, it's perfect. In the future, she doesn't have to rack her brains to think about how to avoid Lu Nanchen's intimacy. But now, I still have to play the role of a good wife.

Lu Nan Chen's waist pain is much better now. He is annoyed to think that he made a fool of himself in front of Tang Yan just now.

I didn't expect that he would lose his composure one day because of a woman. Just now he was in the bathroom because he was in a hurry to come out.

Sure enough, there is a knife at the beginning of the word.

After a long time, Lu Nanchen, who closed his eyes, did not hear Tang Yan's movement,

Some doubt Lu Nan Chen opened his eyes, just saw Tang Yan is standing in front of his bed, the line of sight is that she has some helpless hand tightly clenched the corner of her clothes, constantly pulling, stupid woman, don't know he is now very difficult to raise his head.

Still so condescending.

"Tang Yan, have you forgotten uncle Yang's advice?" Lu Nanchen always thinks that Tang Yangan should be asked to do something, otherwise her head has been thinking about the picture of him falling in the bathroom, how disharmonious.

"What?" In fact, what Tang Yan is thinking now is really Lu Nanchen. It's just about her plan to make him and Bailu hot tomorrow.

Now Lu Nanchen is injured. He can't go to tomorrow's launching ceremony. Bailu, ah. Sure enough, the plan can't keep up with the changes, and I have to take good care of him at home these days.

Just downstairs, even if she didn't ask for leave, Liang Fengjiao would force herself to stay at home. Maybe she resigned directly. Tang Yan, who is really reluctant, can only preempt and ask for it. In this way, Liang Fengjiao was a little more comfortable.

Lu Nanchen looked up at Tang Yan's stupid appearance and clenched his teeth to remind him, "did you forget uncle Yang's explanation and ask you to apply cold compress for me?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, ah Chen. I'm going now." Tang Yan looked at Lu Nanchen's "how can you be so stupid" look and knew that he must be there

In the heart belly Fei oneself.

In the heart of his guilt that lost lost instant disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the damaged door of the bathroom, Tang Yan rushed in with a towel and disposed of the soap. Just now a group of people just noticed Lu Nanchen's injury. They didn't see the soap lying on the ground alone.

After doing all this, Tang Yan stood beside the bed again with a cold towel. Slightly bent down, carefully put the towel in his hand on the red waist, Tang Yan heard Lu Nan Chen's dull groan in pain.

Almost at the same time, Tang Yan subconsciously lowered his head to help him blow, trying to relieve his pain. As soon as Lu turned his head, he just saw Tang Yandu blowing. In his mind, it was like a fireworks burst. The corner of the eye jumps, the heart tightens, and the larynx turns.

She, she.

"Ah Chen, it won't hurt to blow for you like this." The tone was like a child who did good deeds and asked for rewards. Lu Nan Chen's deep eyes stare at Tang Yan, and his heart is like a warm current.

"That's stupid." Voice is very low, low Tang Yan raised his head to ask what.

However, Lu did not pay attention to her. Instead, he turned his head and closed his eyes.

Tang Yan, "..."

Tang Yan didn't sleep well that night. During the non-stop to help him change the cold towel, but also to watch the point of time, help him apply medicine. On the other hand, Lu Nan Chen, who was injured, looked very comfortable when he was sleeping. Tang Yan had a feeling of being trapped in a cocoon.

Until the middle of the night, Tang Yan couldn't resist the fierce sleepiness. He put his hand on the cold towel, sat on the ground, leaned on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

The moonlight outside the window is thick. When you shine through the slit of the windowsill, you can only fall on the ground and can't touch Tang Yan beside the bed.

A shadow of the moon, Lu Nan Chen quietly opened his eyes. Slightly turned his head, looking at sleeping in the bed of Tang Yan, the smile between the corners of the mouth and eyebrows, all in this cold night seems so warm.

Hanging in the side of the hand can't help but reach out to Tang Yan, help her to the side of the pair of black frame glasses has been tilted down. Finally, I couldn't help but put my hand on her cheek and rubbed it gently. Finally, I fell on the slightly red lip.

It seems that it's good to have her at home. For now, at least, he doesn't hate her presence, her touch, or even her face.

This night, not only Tang Yan did not sleep well, even Liang Fengjiao did not have a good rest. Really don't worry about Tang Yan take care of Nan Chen, Liang Fengjiao in their door back and forth of wandering several times.

Even a few times she couldn't help trying to push the door in, but she did.

"Go back and have a rest, madam." Accompanied by Liang Fengjiao's housekeeper, looking at Liang Fengjiao's eyes that did not rest well, the voice of the export is concerned.