The Male Wife

Pei Cheng stood in the courtyard listening to the sound of reading for a while, and then motioned East to knock on the door.

Knocking on the door interrupted the harmonious atmosphere of reading in the house. Donglai came to the house and said eloquently: “Second lord, my wife is here.” Jiang Rongzhi said, “Come in.”

Pei Cheng then pushed the door in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that he was sitting behind the small desk holding a book at a glance, staring at his own Jiang Yanzhi, hooking his mouth involuntarily, and walking lightly towards the direction of the desk He walked halfway down and said, “Is my body better?”

Jiang Yanzhi nodded. His complexion was originally waxy due to weight loss. Now he fell ill and after drinking soup and medicine for a few days, his jaw became sharper, but he was more energetic.

Pei Cheng looked at him fascinated. He remembered that although Jiang Yanzhi of the last life was also very thin, Meiyu could see the shadow of himself and Jiang Rongzhi, and it was also a handsome young boy.

And Jiang Yanzhi in front of him, vaguely saw the shadow of the little boy in the previous life.

After Pei Cheng and Jiang Yanzhi stared at each other for a while, he walked over and gently touched the forehead of the little guy with his hand. The temperature had risen. Pei Cheng said, “Did you eat seriously these days?”

Jiang Yanzhi glanced at Jiang Rongzhi cautiously. Jiang Rongzhi ignored him, but the little guy was inexplicably relieved, as if he got some indescribable hint. Jiang Yanzhi put the book down and said, “Eat . “

Pei Cheng narrowed his eyes and felt something was wrong.

The little guy always sticks to himself. If he always sees himself, even if he doesn’t immediately rush to ask for a hug, he will not treat himself with such a stiff and cold attitude.

“Come here.” Pei Cheng beckoned towards Jiang Yanzhi.

Jiang Rongzhi sat on the low couch, holding a book in his hand, heard the word, said nothing, and continued to turn the page.

Jiang Yanzhi’s serious consideration was probably tangling something or hesitating. In short, he didn’t fly towards Pei Cheng as usual.

Pei Cheng frowned, seeing Jiang Yanzhi’s appearance, displeased in his heart, but after calming down, he surely told himself in the bottom of his heart that Jiang Yanzhi would not ignore himself for no reason.

Thinking of this, Pei Cheng involuntarily turned his head to look at Jiang Rongzhi.

Jiang Rongzhi seemed to perceive Pei Cheng’s sight, and raised his eyes. Jiang Linzhi’s cold eyes and Pei Cheng’s eyes met in mid-air, and both of them were testing each other.

Pei Cheng took the lead in breaking the awkward silence and said: “Second Lord, the body of Yan Zhi has not been completely improved. Can you let him rest for a few days before continuing to read with you?”

Jiang Rinzhi closed his eyes and looked down at the book, but it seemed that the content of the book was not what he liked, so he quickly turned a page, and then said coldly, “You should tell him this.”

Pei Cheng froze again, frowned, and looked at Jiang Yanzhi with a serious face.

It seemed that he knew what he had done wrong. Jiang Yanzhi quickly lowered his head and stared at the floor with red eyes, not daring to look at Pei Cheng’s face.

Pei Cheng forced himself to calm down and took the initiative to walk over, bowed his body, put his hands on his shoulders, and said seriously: “The body is not well yet, why don’t you take a good rest in the house.

Jiang Yanzhi’s body was stiff, and he seemed to resist some approach to Pei Cheng, so when Pei Cheng’s hands touched his shoulders, he immediately struggled to get Pei Cheng to release him.

Pei Cheng released his hand conditionedly, and his eyes flashed a moment of disappointment.

He originally thought that Jiang Yanzhi was having trouble with himself, but now it seems that he is just alienating himself.