After five years on the run, she returns with two cute babies

Chapter 455: A Slight Smile

Wei Feng frowned. He didn't say anything, so why did she react so strongly?

Seeing him frown, Nan Ting panted nervously, "The reason I'm wearing your shirt is because I was so tired and sweaty when I pulled you back from the snow last night, so I had no choice but to find one of your shirts in your locker to change into. But I promise you, I will wash it and return it to you when the time comes."

So that's how it is... The reason she was nervous was because of this shirt.

Thinking of this, he sighed and said softly: "I don't blame you, it's just a shirt."

"I'm glad you don't blame me." Seeing that his expression was still normal, Nan Ting finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he didn't know what happened last night...

After saying this, she seemed to remember something and suddenly stepped forward, raised her hand and covered his forehead, then said happily: "That's great, your fever is finally gone."

Hearing this, Wei Feng paused: "Last night, I had a very high fever?"

Nan Ting nodded: "Yes, you are almost delirious with fever, and..." At this point, she paused. What? Did he still treat her as Lin Yuqing?

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing, I'll be fine once your fever goes away." Nan Ting could only smile dryly.

Wei Feng nodded, stood up and walked towards the bathroom, saying, "There is a guest room next door. You can go there to tidy up."

Hearing this, Nan Ting grabbed the quilt tightly and watched him go into the bathroom.

She waited until the bathroom door was closed before she lifted the quilt and prepared to go down.

As soon as I moved, I felt severe pain in my legs and almost fell off the sofa.

Nan Ting let out a soft cry, but was afraid that Wei Feng would hear it, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hands and widened her eyes.

I must not reveal my secret! Thinking of this, she took her coat and put it on, endured the pain between her legs, got off the sofa, took her bag and walked to the next room.

When Wei Feng came out of the bathroom again, Nan Ting had already finished tidying up. Seeing him come out, she came forward with a cup in her hand and said, "Although your fever has subsided, the cold in your body still needs to be eliminated. Here is a cup of ginger soup. Drinking it will help drive away the cold in your body."

Hearing this, Wei Feng lowered his head to look at the cup in her hand. It was a yellowish cup, smelled of ginger, and was still steaming. Maybe she had just cooked it?

He wanted to refuse, but when he thought about how she had taken care of him all night and then fell asleep on the sofa, he couldn't bear it. He took the ginger soup and said stiffly, "Thank you."

I thought he would refuse, but I didn't expect him to actually accept. Nan Ting suppressed her joy and said softly, "Then drink it while it's hot."

"What about yours?" Wei Feng raised his eyebrows and asked her.

Hearing this, Nan Ting was stunned. Where was her own? She only cared about his and forgot to prepare something for herself.

Thinking of this, she chuckled: "I drank mine a long time ago. Do you think I'm like you? Okay, President Wei, drink it quickly. You're not feeling well, so just rest at home for a day. I have something to do at the company, so I have to rush over to take care of it first."

After saying that, she bent down and started packing her things.

She still had to go home and sort out the torn clothes, the shirt hidden under her coat, and her scarred body.

Looking at her back, Wei Feng pursed his lips, and finally brought the cup to his lips and took a few sips of ginger soup.

He never liked the taste of ginger. He frowned and didn't drink it anymore.

Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the exquisite box.

This gift was intended for Yuqing, but now, I guess there's no chance to give it to her.

Why not just...

After Nan Ting had finished cleaning up, she turned around and saw him holding the ginger soup but not drinking it. Instead, he was staring at the small box in his hand in a daze.

She was slightly stunned, but smiled faintly, pretending to be indifferent and asked: "If I'm not mistaken, is this for Yuqing?"

Hearing this, Wei Feng paused, looked at her with a slightly complicated look, but still nodded.

Nan Ting pursed her lips, thought for a while, and suddenly stretched out her hand to him: "Give it to me."

"Hmm?" She actually agreed...

"Don't worry, I don't mean to take anything from you. I just saw you were waiting there for so long last night. You just wanted to give her the gift, right? In that case...why not, I'll take it to her for you?"

"Can you help me get it?" Wei Feng was a little surprised. He really couldn't understand why she was like this...

"Yes, don't worry." Nan Ting took the box from his hand and put it in her bag. "I will definitely bring it to you, and... I will also help you convey your thoughts."

After she finished speaking, she smiled easily: "Boss Wei, it's getting late. I'll leave first."

After leaving his house and walking onto the street, Nan Ting leaned against the wall to catch her breath.

She felt so bad. That little box was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart. Now it wasn't just the pain between her legs, it was also the pain in her heart.

I dragged my tired body back home, threw my bag down as soon as I entered the house, then found some clothes and went into the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with warm steam, and Nan Ting looked at herself in the mirror.

Her neck and chest were covered with the marks he had left last night. When she thought of his crazy look last night, the doting in his words, the tenderness in his eyes, her heart began to flutter. But when she thought that all this was because he mistook her for another woman, she couldn't help but feel sad.

Thinking of this, Nan Ting picked up the towel and gently wiped the red marks, over and over again.

……

After sleeping all night, Lin Yuqing didn't wake up until almost noon the next day.

When she woke up, the seat next to her was empty, but his scent still lingered in the quilt. Lin Yuqing stretched and looked out the window at the falling snow. She felt the coldness on her fingertips, so she raised her hands to block her eyes.

Through the light, you can see the brightness and sparkle of the ring.

Thinking of how gently he treated her last night, she was in a good mood. She looked at the sunlight through her fingers and suddenly felt that the world could have such a beautiful moment.

If only... it could go on like this forever.

Thinking of this, she curled her lips into a soft smile.

Snapped!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and she was startled. When she thought of the possible person, she quickly put her hands into the quilt, then squinted her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The weather was so cold and the quilt was so warm, she didn't want to get up.

She wants to stay in this quilt forever and sleep until the end of time.

The footsteps were very light, as if they were deliberately made light, and they stopped when they reached the head of her bed.

A faint scent of cologne hit her breath, and now she knew who it was without having to guess.