MTL - Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss-Chapter 23 Unique Jinjiang Literature City 23

Feng Chu wanted Ling Yi to know that marrying him was a very sweet thing, as sweet as white chocolate.

Although Ling Yi can't recall today's picture, he can't see it all, but he can think of the fragrance of roses, the warm sunlight, and the melting chocolate on the tip of his tongue.

The staff at the registration office did not see that Ling Yi was blind. She smiled and blessed the newlyweds, and handed the bright red wedding book to Feng Chu: "Your lover is so good-looking, completely I have never seen such a beautiful young man."

Feng Chu usually seldom smiles at people, but at this time there is a hint of smile in his eyes.

He looked back at Ling Yi, Ling Yi heard the praise from the staff and smiled shyly.

Feng Chu's eyes darkened, and she put away the marriage certificate: "I'll keep it for you, do you want to go home and sit?"

The house that was very close to the company was refurbished in a short time. Although Ling Yi couldn't see the furnishings inside, he was able to go in and get acquainted.

Feng Chu knew that Ling Yi would not leave the sanatorium for a short period of time, and some nursing care and examinations had to be carried out in the sanatorium. But on weekends or holidays, he can bring Ling Yi here to stay for a few days.

Ling Yi and Feng Chu went to this new residence together.

This is a high-rise residence, quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle.

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The homes are all circular in design.

The floor was covered with a thick layer of dark gray wool carpet, which was soft and soft like stepping on a cloud. This was also to prevent Ling Yi from falling and getting injured.

Ling Yi smelled a scent of aromatherapy when she entered the door. It seemed to be light tobacco mixed with brandy. The aroma was complex, and there was a faint bitterness of patchouli and traditional Chinese medicine. It was a very calm and mature male taste.

Feng Chu led Ling Yi to sit on the sofa in the living room: "There are three rooms, a study and two bedrooms, drink a glass of water first, and take you to your room later."

The study is Feng Chu's office, and one bedroom is for Feng Chu to live in. If Ling Yi comes to live here on weekends, one of the bedrooms is just for Ling Yi.

Ling Yi took a sip of warm water. Although he couldn't see the environment here, he could feel that Feng Chu was a very clean man with the breath in the room.

A neat man always makes a good impression.

The sofa is very soft, because Feng Chu found that Ling Yi likes the touch of plush toys, so he replaced the leather sofa with a sofa with rabbit plush texture. It is early winter now, sitting on such a sofa It is comfortable to stand or lie down.

Ling Yi pinched the soft rabbit fur pillow beside him.

These cute little gestures naturally did not hide from Feng Chu's eyes.

Feng Chu hooked his lips: "Let me familiarize you with the bedroom. Would you like to live here today?"

He didn't know which direction the bedroom was in, so Feng Chu grabbed Ling Yi's wrist and helped him up: "This way."

Ling Yi didn't expect Feng Chu's house to be so big, he was keenly aware that something was wrong.

He knows that the houses in City B are not cheap. City B is a first-tier city. Even the suburbs are nearly 20,000 square meters. The average price in the third ring road exceeds 80,000 square meters. If it is in a prosperous city The center is estimated to be more than 200,000.

Of course—Ling Yi thought that Feng Chu would definitely not live in the city center, probably outside the Fourth Ring Road, otherwise there was no need to go to a nursing home to work as a nurse.

"Is Mr. Feng from City B?"

"The generation of grandparents is here."

If you are local in City B, it is not uncommon to buy such a big house under normal work conditions. Ling Yi guessed that Feng Chu said earlier that he owed the bank loan, and he owed the loan for this house.

Thinking about this, the little bit of wrongness that had just arisen disappears.

After all, Ling Yi is not deeply involved in the world. He is too young to believe Feng Chu's words easily.

There is a large cloakroom next to Ling Yi's master bedroom. Feng Chu asked his assistant to order a lot of clothes from the clothing store he visited last time, including pajamas, home clothes and casual suits.

Ling Yi wanted to sleep as soon as he touched the bed. He didn't take a nap, and in the evening his spirits were worse than usual.

Feng Chu didn't give Ling Yi this chance: "I made a reservation for a restaurant, and now let's go to dinner together."

It was completely dark when we got to the restaurant. But Ling Yi couldn't see it, so whether it was dark or not had much to do with him.

This is a very stylish Chinese restaurant with a very quiet environment. At this time, it was the golden age of dining, and the restaurant was empty except for the waiters.

The dining is in the open-air courtyard, surrounded by rockeries and springs, you can faintly hear the ding-dong of the springs, and from time to time there will be small red carps popping out of their heads and blowing bubbles, but it is surprising It's not these, but the champagne roses that spread the whole courtyard.

The roses were airlifted in the morning, and each rose was delicate. Under the bright and blurred lights, tens of thousands of faint apricot roses seemed to merge with the atmosphere here, and the breeze was blowing There is a very fresh floral fragrance oncoming.

This was originally a very romantic and beautiful picture. If it was in early summer or early autumn, it would be better, but unfortunately it is a cold winter.

Feng Chu soon discovered that Ling Yi's body was really afraid of the cold, and it seemed like torture for Ling Yi to dine with him in the open air on an early winter night.

When he discovered this, the fried black truffle stuffed morels in front of Ling Yi was almost finished.

Feng Chuyang is not afraid of cold, and rarely wears down jackets in winter, but always wears coats with suits. So before planning this dinner, he paid attention to the weather at most whether it was raining or sunny and whether he could see the stars, not the temperature at night.

Ling Yi's family upbringing has always been good, and his temperament is gentle and silent. Even if he feels uncomfortable in this environment, he does not show any dissatisfaction.

Feng Chu realized that what was wrong was that Ling Yi's hand holding the chopsticks was shaking a little, the light was not bright, and Ling Yi's finger joints were a little bluish white.

He suddenly grabbed Ling Yi's wrist and touched Ling Yi's fingers down the wrist.

At this time, Ling Yi's fingers were cool and did not have any temperature.

Ling Yi shook his head and smiled slightly: "It's okay."

Feng Chu asked the waiter to serve a hot soup, Ling Yi drank the soup, his movements were elegant and fast, although he could not see, he did not make a sound.

At this time, Ling Yi felt that he smelled the scent of champagne roses in a trance. He couldn't see the roses in the courtyard at all, and he couldn't see that today's night sky is really beautiful. The stars are like diamonds in the dark blue night. It was so radiant that it didn't even see a very shallow last quarter moon.

Feng Chu stared at Ling Yi's gentle face, he knew that under the simple appearance of the other party, there would always be a very light and light sorrow that he could not understand.

Feng Chu took off his coat and put it on Ling Yi's thin shoulders: "The night is very beautiful tonight."

Ling Yi smelled the mature men's perfume on Feng Chu's clothes, and he said "thank you" softly.

Ling Yi fell asleep in the car on the way back. He felt drowsy as soon as he was heated by the heater, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The underground garage is very quiet, and the inside of the car is extremely quiet.

Ling Yi's face is exquisite, the skin looks like a cloud-like thin-bodied porcelain, and the bones look like beautiful mountains and rivers, Feng Chu saw his long and curled eyelashes in the dark, and couldn't help but use Fingers flicked.

Immediately after, Ling Yi held Feng Chu's finger, and her warm voice contained deep sleepiness: "Mr. Feng, don't touch my eyelashes like this, it's very itchy."

Feng Chu whispered: "The eyelashes are very long."

Ling Yi pressed his hand to touch his forehead: "I feel sick all over, do I have a fever?"

Feng Chu touched Ling Yi's forehead first, and then touched his own forehead.

Ling Yi's body temperature is a little higher than his own now, but it's not particularly hot, Feng Chu thinks it should be a low-grade fever.

He took Ling Yi upstairs to measure his temperature, called the nearest hotel to deliver a **** soup, and took cold medicine from the medicine box for Ling Yi to drink.

Ling Yi only drank cold medicine. He didn't like the taste of **** very much, and he didn't want to drink **** soup.

"Mr. Feng, I want to take a hot bath." Ling Yi said, "Just take a nap after bathing."

His body is often like this. He will have a low-grade fever when he catches a cold. Usually, he will get better after a sleep.

Feng Chu filled him with water in the bathtub: "Be careful of slipping, I'll be waiting for you outside, call me anytime if you need anything."

Ling Yi came out wearing a bathrobe after taking a shower. The room was warm like spring. He had just been steamed with hot water until his cheeks were blushing. After coming out, he asked where the hair dryer was.

Feng Chu found the hair dryer: "You go and sit on the sofa, and I will blow it for you."

Ling Yi was hugging a pillow on the sofa, and Feng Chu was sitting next to him blowing his hair. The efficacy of the cold medicine soon kicked in, Ling Yi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and fell asleep leaning on the sofa.

He slept soundly, Feng Chu lowered his head and kissed Ling Yi's hair, Ling Yi not only did not wake up, but leaned against Feng Chu's broad chest, his thin face was almost white Transparent, it seems that the water can be squeezed out with a single pinch, but at this time, the expression is extremely quiet, as if he is very trusting of the surrounding environment.

Ling Yi consciously found a very comfortable position and pressed her side face to Feng Chu's chest.

Feng Chu couldn't tell how he felt right now, his heartbeat was steady and strong, and it took a long time before he wrapped Ling Yi with a very soft blanket.