The Reluctant Bride

"Master..." He had just promised Zheng Qimei to send her back to China, and Tang Yanan's expression showed a trace of entanglement.

Xuanyuanzhen didn't see it, or it didn't matter if he saw it, his narrow black eyes stared at his face: "A week, I want to see Zuo Panqing appear in the United States. You know what I mean."

Tang Yanan looked at Xuanyuanzhen in shock, "Master said..."

"I only ask about the result." As for the process, he doesn't care. Xuanyuanzhen returned to his position and sat down, no longer looking at Tang Yanan.

Tang Yanan looked at his figure for a while, and finally turned away silently. The current eyes are not.

Xuanyuanzhen's lips raised slightly after he left, Panqing left, and when she came to the United States, everything was under her control.

Gu Xuewen, do you really think you can beat Longtang? You underestimated me. I will let you know that there is an idiom called overweight.

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Zuo Panqing pushed Gu Xuewen away from her body, with a slight anger: "You are enough."

Today, I don’t know what was going crazy. After taking a shower, I kept holding on to her. How many times have you been? Not enough?

Gu Xuewen left her, took her into his arms with his long arms, turned over, and turned into Zuo Panqing half lying on his body.

"Gu Xuewen?" He was a little weird today. Zuo Panqing turned his head slightly, thinking that when he came back, he went to the study with Gu Xuewu, and his brows curled up.

"What happened? Because of Qi, Qi?" Not because of Zheng Qimei? Gu Xuewen said in the afternoon that she would find someone to bring Zheng Qimei back, so that she would not worry.

Zuo Panqing is willing to believe that Gu Xuewen can do it, but will it embarrass him?

"No. Don't worry about the seventh and seventh things, she will definitely be fine." Gu Xuewen took a deep breath, thinking of Gu Xuewu's words, and asked him to bring Zheng Qimei back by himself.

Well, he said don't worry, then she won't worry: "Then what are you worried about?"

Is it her illusion? He hugged her harder than ever before, as if he was afraid of losing her.

"I will have a military exercise next week. It may take longer."

Gu Xuewen rubbed the top of her hair with his jaw, smelled the faint fragrance of her body, and felt his heart settle down completely. He has to believe in himself, and even more in Panqing, no matter what Xuanyuan Envoy uses, he is not afraid.

"Oh." Zuo Panqing pouted, "How long is it?"

"Not sure." The task of learning is different each time. The time is also different.

Zuo Panqing was silent, and the marriage with Gu Xuewen for half a year was basically gathering little and more separation. It hasn't been long before we meet each other, and we will face separation immediately.

Suddenly understanding why he was so excited just now, she rubbed her face on his chest twice, she felt helpless.

"You go. I'm going to work too."

She tried to make her tone sound relaxed and casual, but she was very clear. She didn't care as much as she showed.

The next second, Gu Xuewen's strong breath rushed towards her face, her lips were caught by him, and her lips and tongue were kissed fiercely.

"Hmm." Zuo Panqing eagerly responded to him by hooking his neck. After a deep kiss, Gu Xuewen pulled back a little, his eyes a little sorry.

"Sorry."

It was his fault that he couldn't stay by her side every day and couldn't accompany her like other men.

"Don't." Zuo Panqing rubbed his arms and looked like he was numb: "You can spare me. The numbness is dead."

Gu Xuewen didn't say anything, but just hugged her tighter: "Panqing. I promise you, you give me time. I strive to be with you every day."

"Okay. I'll wait for you."

Zuo Panqing had already looked away. Since I married Gu Xuewen, I naturally believed him. It's best for him to be with himself every day, if he can't, then there is no other way. After all, the profession is different, she should understand.

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When Tang Yanan returned to his residence, Zheng Qimei was not seen. Thinking she had left by herself, her face changed, and she searched the house all over, only to find that she was just asleep in the bathroom.

Inexplicably, he was actually relieved. I wanted to wake her up, but found that the water was already cold. She fell asleep in the bathroom?

With a twisted eyebrow, Tang Yanan quickly hugged her, wiped the water off her body, and held her back to the room.

"Sister Zheng?".

After patted her cheek, Zheng Qimei didn't react at all. Tang Yanan called her again, but she seemed to be asleep.

After thinking about it, I covered her with a quilt, turned and left.

In the middle of the night, Zheng Qimei developed a high fever, perhaps because of the cold water in the bathroom, perhaps because of the exhaustion during this period, or the sudden ups and downs in her mood.

Zheng Qimei has a high fever and her cheeks are red. Tang Yanan went out and didn't know. When he came back, he found out that Zheng Qimei's expression was abnormal.

"Sister Zheng?" Putting her hand on her forehead, she realized that her body was terribly hot.

"you are sick?"

It was impossible for the sleeping person to answer him. Tang Yanan's expression changed, and he called the doctor without thinking.

Longtang has its own doctor who came to diagnose Zheng Qimei and said that she had a continuous mood swings, and that she had caught a cold because of the cold. Hanging up an IV for Zheng Qimei, and prescribed some medicine.

"This bottle of intravenous drip is to reduce fever. This medicine is taken every six hours. See if it can be better tomorrow."

"Good." Tang Yanan nodded: "Thank you doctor."

"You're welcome." The young doctor smiled at Tang Yanan: "This is the first time I have seen a nervous woman like Tang Shao."

Tang Yanan's face flashed a little embarrassing, but the doctor stopped talking until now. After all, Tang Yanan has a special identity. He not only saved the life of Xuanyuanzhen, but also the life of the old man. Since he entered Longtang at the age of seventeen, the old man has been careful to cultivate him. He is also counted as one person in Longtang, above 10,000. .

After the doctor left, Tang Yanan sat on the bed and looked at Zheng Qimei's face. Her always charming face was glowing abnormally red. Xiu's eyebrows furrowed, seemingly uncomfortable.

After getting up, Tang Yanan went into the kitchen, only to find that the kitchen was very barren and there was almost nothing to eat. I called and asked someone to bring some food.

Hanging up the phone and returning upstairs, Zheng Qimei was still asleep, looking at the medicine left by the doctor. He poured a glass of water and took the medicine in his hand.

"Sister Zheng, take medicine."

Zheng Qimei did not respond. He patted her face again, and only a warning in response, and the person in the bed went back to sleep.

Staring at the sleeping person for a long while. Tang Yanan suddenly raised her body and put the medicine into her mouth. He took a sip of water again, lowered his head, put the water into her mouth to her lips.

Zheng Qimei was uncomfortable because her breathing suddenly became difficult. She wanted to spit out the water in her mouth but she couldn't help it. Swallow water. The medicine followed along.

After the medicine was given, Tang Yanan breathed a sigh of relief. The doorbell rang and Tang Yanan let go. A few brothers from Longtang stood outside the door.

"Tang Shao, what you want."

Tang Yanan looked at the food in their hands and raised his eyebrows: "Are you moving the supermarket?"

"Tang Shao, you didn't say how much you want." The few members stared at each other. Buying things, isn't it just buying from Duoli?

"Put it into the kitchen and put it there."

Those people filed in, putting things into the kitchen. After greeted Tang Yanan, they left together.

Looking at the ingredients, Tang Yanan went into the kitchen, washed the rice, and started cooking porridge.

During the two times going upstairs, Zheng Qimei did not wake up. After the porridge was cooked, Tang Yanan turned off the fire and went upstairs again.

Zheng Qimei on the bed seemed to have gone from fever, and her face looked less red.

He stretched out his hand to reach her forehead, and as expected, the temperature dropped a lot, which made him somewhat relieved.

Zheng Qimei slept until midnight, and then woke up dizzyly. Opening her eyes, she couldn't figure out where she was.

"Are you awake?" A voice sounded, and Zheng Qimei yawned and looked at the visitor, her expression a little puzzled.

"Tang Yanan?"

Why is he here?

"Hungry?" Tang Yanan looked at her face: "There is porridge downstairs. Would you like to drink some?"

"Hungry?" Zheng Qimei wanted to ask him what he meant. Tang Yanan took her words as an answer, got up and went downstairs to make porridge.

She was wearing the home clothes that Tang Yanan bought when she first came to the United States. Sitting up straight, the environment in front of him is no longer unfamiliar.

She was dizzy, she still wanted to sleep, but she worked hard to make herself more awake, rubbed her eyebrows, and tried to remember why she was here. Soon, those things came together. She remembered that she was taking a shower, how could she be in bed?

Sweeping his eyes to the drip bottle by the bed, he had a vague impression that someone had come, raised both hands and looked at it, as expected. I saw a trace of a needle eye on the back of the left hand.

Obvious fact. She should have taken a bath for too long, so she was sick.

So is the clothes that Tang Yanan put on him and the doctor he called?

When he thought of this, Tang Yanan had already come up with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

Putting the porridge on the bed, he looked at her misty eyes: "Drink porridge."

Zheng Qimei did not move. She looked at the bowl of porridge and then at Tang Yanan. She was a little uncertain: "You cooked it yourself?"

"Ok."

Nodding faintly, Tang Yanan saw that she did not move, thought for a while, stretched out his hand to support her, and put a pillow behind her waist.

"Lack of energy? I feed you?"

"No." Zheng Qimei shook her head: "I'll do it myself."

She was not so weak that she wanted to reach out and found that she had slept too long. I really feel a bit weak. She smiled awkwardly. Tang Yanan seemed to know what she was thinking. Pick up a bowl and feed her porridge.

I was a little hungry after sleeping for too long, and a bowl of porridge soon bottomed out. Tang Yanan put the bowl on the bed, looked at Zheng Qimei, and thought of Xuanyuanzhen's request.

Faintly said, "Sister Zheng, marry me."

"Huh?" Zheng Qimei suspected that she had burned for too long, and there was an auditory hallucination. Looking at Tang Yanan in front of him blankly.

"what did you say?"

"I said we got married."

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sweat. The second one today. Seven. Will the Qihui promise Tang Yanan?

Will Panqing go to America?

Continue tomorrow.

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