There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Chapter 525 Arriving at the manor feels weird

After washing until only the fresh smell of hand sanitizer was left on his hands, Zhen Jiabao gave up. After drying his hands with a dryer, his hands were white and tender again——Zhen Jiabao secretly made up his mind that he must try his best to avoid having sex with Shen Fei in the future. Yu has such an intimate gesture.

Shen Feiyu was waiting at the door of the bathroom. Zhen Jiabao's movements were really fast just now. He couldn't help being a little worried that Zhen Jiabao would accidentally hurt himself or his children, so he wanted to wash his hands after bringing Zhen Jiabao to the dining table.

Unexpectedly, after Zhen Jiabao opened the bathroom door and saw his face, he seemed to be taken aback, and almost subconsciously slammed the door shut again.

Shen Feiyu quickly stretched out his uninjured arm to support the door, and said helplessly to Zhen Jiabao who was wide-eyed in horror behind the door: "Is it because I am here that you are so scared? Hurry up and go out for dinner... …I really don’t know what kind of life it was like to live in the disaster area, those two steps you ran just now really scared me.”

As Shen Feiyu said that, he naturally reached out his hand and wanted to repeat the trick to hold Zhen Jiabao, but Zhen Jiabao subconsciously avoided Shen Feiyu's hand by opening the door.

"I'm hungry after driving for half a day, okay, okay, I will pay attention to safety, you should wash your hands quickly."

Zhen Jiabao put both hands behind his waist, and without giving Shen Feiyu any chance to hold hands, he walked out of the bathroom door with a serious face, and walked slowly towards the dining room.

Shen Feiyu's outstretched hand was empty, but seeing Zhen Jiabao's leaving back, he couldn't get angry at all. He could only accept her undisguised rejection with a smile, sighed, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

After entering the dining room, the aroma of the soup on the table became stronger and stronger. This soup was cooked by the chef early this morning, and it was not taken off the fire until Zhen Jiabao's car stopped at the gate of the manor. All the time is almost the same, and the result of expensive materials and careful cooking is naturally attractive.

A bowl was served in front of Zhen Jiabao's seat, and dishes made of ingredients that were beneficial to the body were also neatly placed on the table. These dishes basically had local characteristics, but because Anderson and Zhen Jiabao Even Shen Feiyu is related to Chinese blood, so he also made improvements according to the basic taste of China, which smells very attractive.

After taking a sip of the fragrant soup, Zhen Jiabao felt that her tears were about to flow out. Although she was served carefully by the chef who went out of the manor during the time in the disaster area, there was still a lack of ingredients there, and the chef also It is impossible to have as much time as here to prepare a soup, so although the pampered Zhen Jiabao didn't say anything, he still suffered a little bit there.

When Shen Feiyu entered the dining room, he saw Zhen Jiabao so happy that his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help feeling better with Zhen Jiabao. He sat in front of Zhen Jiabao slowly, scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth , and then showed a similar expression of enjoyment to Zhen Jiabao.

"It seems that the chef is still very partial. During your absence, I ate the same chef's meal every day, but I have never had such a delicious soup."

Shen Feiyu shook his head as he spoke: "It seems that there is still a difference between being favored and not being favored."

Zhen Jiabao heard that Shen Feiyu's words were rather sour, but he didn't take it seriously, and even shook his head proudly: "It's good that you know, and I think you can't drink this soup today."

Zhen Jiabao frowned while gently stirring the soup in his bowl with a spoon.

"Your arm was traumatized, but this soup is mushroom soup, and it's better not to touch mushrooms and seafood for people who have suffered trauma."

After Zhen Jiabao finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Shen Feiyu: "Put this soup aside quickly, otherwise it may not be good for your wound healing."

Shen Feiyu was a little bit reluctant, but seeing Zhen Jiabao's face, he obediently put the bowl aside, but said reluctantly: "It's just a soup, what harm will it do to the healing of my arm? And even if I skip this bowl of soup, it won't make my arm heal tomorrow morning... It's nothing to think about."

Shen Feiyu still wanted to win the right to drink this bowl of soup with Zhen Jiabao, but Zhen Jiabao stared at Shen Feiyu and said arrogantly: "At that time, because I said that eating grapes was not good, I didn't eat a single grape. Where is the person who let me eat?"

This turned out to be a settlement—Shen Feiyu looked helplessly at Zhen Jiabao's resignation, and even raised his hands to reassure Zhen Jiabao: "I won't drink this soup, but what you shouldn't eat is still I can’t eat it... But speaking of it, how do you know that a traumatized person like me can’t eat mushrooms and seafood?”

Could it be that Zhen Jiabao checked the relevant taboos in order to take care of himself?Shen Feiyu couldn't help but fantasize, and the eyes he looked at Zhen Jiabao became more affectionate.

Zhen Jiabao knew where Shen Feiyu was thinking when he saw Shen Feiyu's eyes, so he subconsciously denied, "I didn't check for your injury, it was just before..."

It's just the knowledge she learned when someone was injured before. Zhen Jiabao's words were stuck in her throat but she couldn't say anything, and she really couldn't remember the knowledge she learned when someone was injured. up.

Zhen Jiabao could only vaguely remember that the injured person was very important to her... That familiar feeling was acting recklessly in Zhen Jiabao's brain again, and Zhen Jiabao couldn't help but drop the spoon in his hand, and then pressed his temple hard .

Shen Feiyu was immediately frightened by Zhen Jiabao's performance and threw the things in his hands. The legs of the stool made a sharp sound on the floor. Shen Feiyu immediately stood up and walked to Zhen Jiabao's side to rub her temples.

"Relax, it doesn't matter if you can't remember those things, don't force yourself, don't deliberately think about the past."

While rubbing Zhen Jiabao's temples, Shen Feiyu softly comforted her complicated emotions, and gradually felt that Zhen Jiabao's breathing was gradually calming down, so Shen Feiyu let go, and then held Zhen Jiabao's shoulder from behind with one hand .

Now should be Zhen Jiabao's emotionally weak moment, and close contact at this time will often add more points-after all, Shen Feiyu, who has studied psychology, has a good idea, thinking that Zhen Jiabao will take advantage of this moment. It's time to be more dependent on yourself.

It's a pity that even though Zhen Jiabao had just experienced a brainstorm, the subconscious activities of his body still did not lose his instinctive nature - before he opened his eyes, Zhen Jiabao directly hid by turning sideways.

Shen Feiyu's outstretched hand froze there, clenched his teeth, and looked in disbelief at Zhen Jiabao's eyes that opened after he avoided him.

Do you resist yourself so much even when your consciousness is weak?Shen Feiyu suddenly began to doubt whether the knowledge he had learned in psychology at that time was fake, otherwise, how could he face Zhen Jiabao and face repeated setbacks?

Zhen Jiabao realized what Shen Feiyu wanted to do after subconsciously dodging away. She naturally knew that Shen Feiyu's actions at this time were to comfort herself, and she felt a little apologetic looking at the hurt expression on his face.

"That what... I was a little sensitive just now, and your hand came from behind again, so I subconsciously hid it..." Zhen Jiabao explained to Shen Feiyu anxiously while recovering his flustered mood, but Halfway through the explanation, I felt that the language was too weak.

After all, the subconscious resistance to Shen Feiyu was on the surface, and no matter how much Zhen Jiabao apologized to Shen Feiyu, it would not change this.

In the end, Shen Feiyu succumbed first as the end of the matter. He adjusted his mood and smiled brightly: "The moment you hid just now surprised me, but I didn't think about it too much. Your feeling just now should be It's not very good, and I shouldn't be trying to comfort you at that time."

Shen Feiyu attributed Zhen Jiabao's actions just now to his subconscious response when he was emotionally sensitive, and Zhen Jiabao naturally continued in this direction.

"The feeling just now is really not good. It seems that there is a picture ready to come out in my mind, but I can't think of anything when I think about it carefully."

Zhen Jiabao was a little terrified when she thought of the feeling just now, and this time not only some pictures flashed before her eyes, but even some vague voices kept flashing past her ears, making her terrified.

The voices in those ears seemed to be filled with depressive pain. Zhen Jiabao didn't remember what they said, but the painful and helpless feeling seemed to linger in his heart as soon as he closed his eyes. Zhen Jiabao didn't know if this feeling was right. What I had when I faced the injured person at that time, I only knew that she didn't want to experience that feeling again.

Shen Feiyu's eyes were fixed, and he patted Zhen Jiabao's shoulder as a comfort: "You have lost your memory for a while, and Anderson and I have already accepted it, even if you can't remember the past It’s a big deal, we’ll just create a new memory, but you must not force yourself.”

When Shen Feiyu said this to Zhen Jiabao, his tone was distressed, as if he really didn't care whether Zhen Jiabao could recall the previous memories, but only cared whether she was safe and happy.

Even if Shen Feiyu would reject Shen Feiyu's approach subconsciously, Zhen Jiabao still enjoyed his comfort, and smiled at ease when he heard the words: "I just think about it hard after I have this strange feeling. It's a pity that I always can't remember anything, and I seldom entangle my previous memories in normal times, and it won't have much impact on my life, so don't worry."

Hearing Zhen Jiabao's words, Shen Feiyu showed a comforting expression on his face, and returned to his seat thoughtfully.

Only Shen Feiyu knew that what lingered in his heart was not only concern for Zhen Jiabao, but also the panic that she was about to recover her memory.