MTL - Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss-Chapter 7 Unique Jinjiang Literature City 07

Because she knew that Ling Yi was blind, Feng Chu could look at him unscrupulously.

Ling Yi didn't know that he was being watched, and even if he knew he might not react.

Feng Chu sent him back to his room.

When I went in, two nurses came out with Liu Tai's things: "All these sent to Mr. Liu's house?"

"Send it all, Mr. Liu has to take care of others, did you just take a video before entering his room?" Another nurse said, "I hope he doesn't blackmail us, saying that we stole something from him. ."

These two nurses didn't know Feng Chu, but they both knew Ling Yi, and when they saw Ling Yi, they said "Hello, Mr. Ling".

Ling Yi asked: "Is someone going to move out?"

One of the nurses knew that Liu Tai likes to make things difficult for Ling Yi.

Among all the guests, the nurses hated the most arrogant Liu Tai. Usually they were not less angry with Liu Tai, but now they heard that Liu Tai was kicked out, and they all applauded: " Congratulations to Mr. Ling, the guest who left is Liu Tai."

Ling Yi nodded, then followed Feng Chu's footsteps into the elevator.

The space in the elevator was small, and Feng Chu could smell the faint scent of Ling Yi.

The price of this nursing home is high, and the service is naturally much better than other places. The toiletries are all high-end products that are hard to buy on the market. The fragrance and laundry detergent in the wardrobe are slightly bitter orange blossom or white tea fragrance, and probably the shampoo and shower gel too. I don’t know if it was the care Deng chose for Ling Yi. The supplies, or the supplies that Ling Yi wanted for this fragrance, were very suitable for Ling Yi.

Feng Chu does not believe that Ling Yi is an optimistic person. Ling Yi has only lost his light for a year. Even a very strong person can hardly come out in just one year.

What's more, Ling Yi was only nineteen years old when he became blind.

Youth Over Flowers is the best time in one's life. It is difficult for anyone to accept such a blow.

But Ling Yi doesn't look decadent at all, it's not the kind of cleanliness that has been taken care of, but the cleanness and purity from the inside out. Like a crystal.

But the more this is the case, the more pitiful it will be.

"What conflicts have arisen between you and Mr. Liu?"

Ling Yi shook his head helplessly: "He said I called him ugly, but I'm blind, if he doesn't speak, I can't find his existence, and how can I know if he is ugly or not? ?"

Liu Tai is narrow-minded and has high self-esteem. It is not easy for him to get into this position. Once he gets in, he feels that he is invincible, and everyone has to hold him. In Bai Fumei's eyes, he is just a man who wants to eat swan meat. No matter how rich or high-ranking he is, he is not as handsome and handsome as a young man who is not greasy at all. After this fact was exposed, Liu Tai accepted his incompetence, All the anger was vented on Ling Yi.

If it weren't for the strong background of the sanatorium and the investment of the Feng family, Liu Tai would never be as simple as humiliating Ling Yi.

Feng Chu opened the door for Ling Yi.

"What tea do you want to drink?" Feng Chu boiled a pot of hot water, "There are roses in the refrigerator, how about rose ginseng tea?"

"Good."

The water was still boiling, Feng Chu added roses, ginseng and red dates into the transparent cup.

He looked at the tea set here.

Although the tea sets are exquisite, they are not unique. Other guests also use the same tea sets.

In Feng Chu's eyes, Ling Yi is unique, so she should use something completely different.

Ling Yi groped in front of the sofa, and he sat on the sofa.

After the tea became cold, Feng Chu sent it to Ling Yi.

"Thank you." Ling Yi picked up the cup to take a sip.

A loose.

Feng Chu saw it with sharp eyes, and quickly went to help Ling Yi's wrist.

Feng Chu has a very good figure, the high-definition shirt is tightly attached to the upper body after being wet, the muscles of the chest and abdomen are firm and lumpy, much stronger than the average person.

Ling Yi noticed that the tea was spilled, so he put the cup on the table: "Excuse me, Mr. Feng, did you get burned?"

He subconsciously groped ahead, and put a hand on Feng Chu's broad shoulder: "Mr. Feng?"

Feng Chu's face changed slightly.

The hand on his shoulder was obviously weak, but he couldn't push it away.

Ling Yi finally touched the wet chest, the muscles here were extremely hard and very hot: "It's actually all wet. Sorry, you go to the bathroom and wipe it now, the master bedroom has mine Clothes, you see if they fit you properly."

Feng Chu glanced at Ling Yi.

Ling Yi's expression was really dazed, and she was a little sad, as if she didn't expect such a thing to happen at all.

It was clearly Ling Yi who did something wrong, but for a moment, Feng Chu felt that he was committing a crime.

Feng Chu went to Ling Yi's bathroom.

He took a towel and wiped it on his shirt, but naturally it didn't dry. Fortunately, only the shirt was wet, so he took off his clothes and threw them into the dryer.

It takes about half an hour to dry.

The skin is white and the legs are long, and any color of clothes can be controlled.

Feng Chu couldn't wear Ling Yi's clothes.

Jokes, he is now 1.92 meters, with strong bronze muscles, Ling Yi is 1.75 meters, thin, Feng Chu wearing Lingyi's clothes will definitely break.

If the clothes she likes are damaged, will Ling Yi cry?

Feng Chu had seen Ling Yi smiling, but he had never seen Ling Yi cry.

It's lovable - maybe even more heartbreaking to cry.

However, Ling Yi can wear Feng Chu's clothes. Feng Chu took off his shirt and used it as pajamas for Ling Yi.

Feng Chu has seen Ling Yi's bedroom and bathroom. Today, the color of the bedroom is beige, and the four-piece suit is solid color. The nurses take care of it very neatly.

No sunscreen.

Feng Chu came out: "Ling Yi, I'll borrow your dryer."

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay."

Feng Chu gave him another cup of rose ginseng tea. The fragrance of roses, the bitterness of ginseng, and the sweetness of red dates were mixed together, and the tea tasted slightly sweet.

Ling Yi's pale lips became more moist after being soaked in water, the warm water flow made his snow-white face a little crimson, and his lips slowly turned red, which made Feng Chu think of the villa wall for no reason Full of roses.

If the petals are raining, it is probably the color of Ling Yi's lips at this time.

When Ling Yi handed the empty cup to Feng Chu, he accidentally touched Feng Chu's arm.

Feng Chu is not wearing a top at this time, there is no top to wear here.

Ling Yi froze for a moment: "Mr. Feng, are you not wearing a shirt?"

Feng Chu thought that Ling Yi suspected that he had ulterior motives. After all, Ling Yi was too good-looking, and it was a shame to be a tall adult man in his room without a shirt. It doesn't fit properly."

Ling Yi handed him the thin blanket beside him: "It's cold, you put on a blanket first, otherwise it's easy to catch a cold. Sorry, I was too careless today."

It turned out to be about myself.

Feng Chu is not afraid of the cold, he won't catch a cold if he takes a cold shower in winter, Ling Yi is now wearing a warm sweater, and Feng Chu is only wearing a thin shirt.

Ling Yi can't see, he can only push himself and others, he himself is afraid of the cold: "There is no heating yet, you can turn on the air conditioner."

"No, I'm not cold." Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi's face and was surprised at first sight. He thought it would be good to see it, but Ling Yi made people look more and more I think it looks good, even far better than the first glance, "The clothes will dry in ten minutes."

Ling Yi said, "Is Mr. Feng very tall? I like looser clothes, you should be able to wear them. Some of the clothes are brand new without their tags."

Feng Chu hooked her lips: "I am one meter ninety-two."

Most men who are over 1.85 meters tall can't wait to mark it on their forehead. Feng Chu didn't care about this before, after all, height is just icing on the cake for him, at best, it's easier to play basketball.

Right now there is something inexplicable.

Ling Yi was a little envious: "So tall, my clothes are really not suitable for you."

The scheduled time for the dryer came, and with a "didi" sound, Feng Chu took out his shirt.

The expensive haute couture shirt is already wrinkled, and Feng Chu has never worn such a wrinkled shirt in his life. He didn't see the iron, and even if he did, he didn't bother to take the time to iron it.

Feng Chu put on his shirt.

Ling Yi knew that Feng Chu was leaving.

He guessed that Feng Chu was not working as a full-time nurse and might have other jobs.

It was already evening when Feng Chu returned home, the hollow carved iron gate slowly opened, a low-key black luxury car drove in, parked on the green lawn, and the crystal clear water column of the fountain was changing in different poses.

He seldom came back so early, Feng Chu was busy with business on weekdays, and spent less than half of the time in this villa every month. Apart from the security guards, servants, and housekeepers, there are actually no other people in this huge place.

The housekeeper looked at the wrinkled shirt on Feng Chu's body, he couldn't believe his eyes - Feng Chu was always dressed neatly.

He walked over: "Mr. Feng, do you want to take a shower and change your clothes now?"

Feng Chu was absent-minded: "I'll go for a walk in the garden."

It is already autumn, except for some evergreen trees, other trees are beginning to lose their leaves.

Exudes a refreshing sweet fragrance.

Feng Chu picked a rose that was climbing on the wall.

This month should be the last month that it blooms, the weather is getting colder every day, and the flowers will wither.

It doesn't seem like Ling Yi's lips are as pretty.