After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

Song Rao took Jiang Yi back to his apartment, cooked a bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water, and put a poached egg made of soil eggs brought over by Shen Yijun.

He had never cooked before, and this was the first time. In the past, servants came to cook for him.

But Song Rao's learning ability is very strong. Just watching a video of cooking noodles on the Internet can make a bowl of noodles delicious. Anyway, Jiang Yi thinks it is delicious.

She ate it all, even drank the soup.

After eating and drinking, she sat down at the table and froze.

Song Rao collected the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.

When he came back, he saw Jiang Yi was still in a daze. He stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead, "Are you sleepy?" Then he told her a fact, "My house is only one room."

"..."

She was inexplicable, and the tip of her ear was hot, which she had never felt before.

But Jiang Yi concealed it well and did not let Song Rao find out.

Song Rao knew that she was in a bad mood today, so she didn't tease her, but got up and went to the bedroom to get a new set of bedding, and then went to the study.

"If you want to take a shower, put on my clothes first, then put your own clothes in the washing machine and dry them, and you can wear them tomorrow."

"Oh." She took a peek at Song Rao, and when she saw him entering the study, she slowly got up and walked towards his bedroom.

Jiang Yi slept in his bedroom last time. The decoration of the room is the same as his, it is very cold, black, white and gray. The design is simple but the details are meticulous.

She opened the wardrobe. Most of the clothes were formal suits. She couldn't find a casual T-shirt or sweater, so she could only take a white shirt.

After taking a bath, Jiang Yi smelled the white shirt. It smelled the same as Song Rao's. It was light, warm, and elegant. She held the white shirt tightly and smelled it on the tip of her nose for a long time.

After a while, Jiang Yi realized that he was like a pervert, and actually felt that the smell on Song Rao would make her addicted.

But it smells really good.

After she put on Song Rao's white shirt, she tugged on the collar and smelled it.

When she came out of the bathroom in a hurry, she suddenly found Song Rao sitting on the bed in the bedroom, she couldn't help but stop and stopped at the bathroom door a little embarrassed.

Song Rao looked up and saw Jiang Yi was wearing his white shirt, his hair was wet and dripping with water, his delicate and fair face was a touch of crimson, and his beautiful apricot eyes seemed to be misted with water.

The hem of the shirt covered her thighs, her legs were straight and thin, her skin was creamy, and she was white and delicate. There was no familiar coldness and alienation in his eyes, instead, he was a little blank and a little helpless.

Such a soft and dazed appearance is really too bullying.

Song Rao stared at her for a while, the cold phoenix eyes were slightly dark, the eyes were obscure, the crazy possessiveness and aggression in his eyes were surging, and it was difficult to restrain, he quickly closed his eyes to cover it, afraid of scaring her.

When he raised his eyes again, Song Rao's expression was light and expressionless, and he said to her, "Come here."

"Ah?" I don't know why, Jiang Yi was so stunned today, and his reaction dropped. He couldn't hear what he said, and his heart was still beating fast.

He couldn't help but chuckle, stepped forward and picked her up, like holding a child, his arm dragged her legs, and the other hand supported her slender waist.

Jiang Yi was so nervous that he was about to die, and his slender and tender fingers gripped the clothes on his shoulders tightly.

Walking to the bed, Song Rao put her down, let her sit on his lap, and then helped her blow her hair.

Jiang Yi held her breath slightly. Seeing that Song Rao didn't say anything, she was simply blowing her hair, and she slowly relaxed, but her face was so hot, and there was a tendency to get hotter.

She used to dare to kiss him, but now she just blows her hair. What's so nervous?

Don't blush!

Jiang Yi reached out and touched her face, making her fingertips tremble.

"......"Hold! Say no to blush!

If Song Rao saw it, she would definitely die of laughter.