Chapter 358 Mr. Wen, why am I so hard to coax? I think I'm quite coaxing
Yu Anwan quickly swallowed the medicine.
Because of the fever, Yu Anwan passed out again after a while.
In a coma, Yu Anwan always felt that she was leaning on a large and solid chest.
You can still feel the dry breath of the man's big hands in the palm of your hand.
There is also the familiar smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of ocean-flavored aftershave.
He wraps Yu Anwan up heavily.
And a pair of invisible hands seemed to drag Yu Anwan completely into a dream.
Never get up again.
There are countless people in the dream, but it is Wen Jin who finally freezes.
Yu Anwan's breathing became constricted.
Then, Yu Anwan opened her eyes.
Everything in the dream was emptied.
The surroundings are still the familiar suites of the Four Seasons Hotel, but there is no Wenjin.
Yu Anwan was in a trance for a moment.
Is Wenjin really here?
This time, she probably slept through and rested thoroughly, and Yu Anwan gained strength.
She got up, brushed her teeth and washed her face, Yu Anwan walked out of the room.
Then, Yu Anwan saw the tin foil box on the dining table.
There is also a black Rimowa suitcase on the side, and the men's suit jacket is casually placed on the sofa.
so?
Yu Anwan calmly opened the tin foil box.
Inside are the dishes I mentioned earlier, but now it seems that they are already cold.
She glanced at the time subconsciously, it was evening now.
"Are you awake?" Wen Jin walked in from the balcony, and put away the phone in his hand naturally.
Yu Anwan watched calmly.
Wen Jin walked in front of Yu Anwan, put his big hand on Yu Anwan's forehead: "The fever is gone."
Yu Anwan didn't respond.
"I asked Tom to come over and give you a fever-reducing injection just now." Wen Jin explained.
"Have you been here?" Yu Anwan answered the question.
Wen Jin didn't deny it, so he hummed.
Yu Anwan knew that what happened before was not a dream, but a real existence.
Now, Yu Anwan calmed down, just looking at the cold food in front of her, it was delicious in color and fragrance.
It just looks a little disgusting after getting cold.
But Yu Anwan glanced at it, and then at Wen Jin.
The moment Yu Anwan raised her head, she happened to meet Wen Jin's eyes.
There was a complex look in this man's eyes, and he looked straight at Yu Anwan.
Yu Anwan couldn't explain why, but suddenly her heart beat faster.
Obviously, one should be as calm as water towards Wenjin.
But now he is not calm.
Wen Jin's voice came calmly: "Yes."
Yu Anwan remained calm, but she didn't move her eyes away from Wen Jin: "So, Wen Jin, may I know what you are going to do?"
Wen Jin didn't speak.
"Isn't it good for you to accompany Lu Nanxin? Why do you have to appear in front of me?" Yu Anwan was asking Wen Jin.
Wen Jin didn't respond, just lowered his brows and eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Yu Anwan pursed her lips, looking at the food in front of her: "Did you make these?"
Wen Jin hummed.
Actually, Yu Anwan could tell at a glance that Wen Jin did it.
It is not that there are no Chinese restaurants in Paris, but there are very few that can reach the level of Wenjin.
As for how Wenjin borrowed the kitchen and ingredients, Yu Anwan didn't want to ask. Anyway, this person has skills and resources.
It's a pity, it's cold.
Otherwise, Wenjin's craftsmanship is still very good.
When it is cruel, it is cruel to death, and when it is sweet, it is sweet as hell.
It is obvious that this person has no self in his heart.
Why bother!
Thinking, Yu Anwan lowered her brows and looked a little quiet.
Wen Jin had already walked in front of Yu Anwan, and Yu Anwan didn't look up until the man's leather shoes appeared under Yu Anwan's eyes.
Until Wen Jin's slender and slender hands pinched Yu Anwan's chin just like that.
Half-forced Yu Anwan to look at him.
The deep voice slowly overflowed from the thin lips: "It's so difficult to coax you? How can you not coax you well?"
That tone was not unusually angry, but with a trace of helplessness.
Yu Anwan raised her head, and even saw a trace of indulgence in Wen Jin's eyes.
It's conniving at Yu Anwan's temper and character.
She was a little surprised.
But under such circumstances, Yu Anwan didn't express her emotions too clearly.
Instead, she looked at Wen Jin with a smile on her face.
It seemed to be joking again: "Mr. Wen, why am I so difficult to coax? I think I am easy to coax."
Wen Jin didn't speak.
"Is Mr. Wen trying to coax me? I'm hungry." Yu Anwan couldn't bear to speak seriously.
The tin foil box opened on the side was still there, and the dishes inside were cold.
Wen Jin didn't look at it, just asked: "What do you want to eat?"
That attitude is still very good.
Yu Anwan had the illusion for a moment that she really felt that Wen Jin had put her in the palm of her hand.
And then look at his current appearance.
Sick and sick.
Wen Jin appeared in front of him in a grievance.
Suddenly, Yu Anwan lost his temper.
To be correct, I don’t want to create trouble for myself in such a situation.
Wen Jin compromises, and Yu Anwan will cooperate.
Chundang is looking for candy in the glass slag.
Yu Anwan thought about Wen Jin's affection for her countless times, but now it happened under such circumstances.
Actually, there is nothing wrong with it.
In Yu Anwan's view, another way to get revenge on Lu Nanxin is to keep Wen Jin by his side.
Lu Nan couldn't get it, and she was scratching her head, so she would be happy.
Ah-
Even if it is glass shards, she can accurately find out the sugar.
It is absolutely impossible to wrong yourself.
"Whatever I say, will Mr. Wen give me something?" Yu Anwan's tone was lazy and hoarse.
Wen Jin hummed: "Yes."
"Hot and sour noodles." Yu Anwan just said casually.
The nose is blocked, and I want something with such a heavy taste.
And Wen Jin took a look, and really turned around to prepare.
Now, Yu Anwan was stunned for a moment, and then she came back to her senses: "Forget it."
Wen Jin stopped walking and looked at Yu Anwan quietly: "What else do you want to eat?"
"Just eat these." Yu Anwan said directly.
She was referring to the dishes that Wen Jin had cooked in front of her.
"These are getting cold." Wen Jin was straightforward, "It's not good to eat."
"You can just heat it up. If you waste food, you will be punished by God. I have taught Xiaobao not to waste food since I was a child." Yu Anwan's tone was still lazy.
Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan, then silently hooked his lips: "Okay?"
Yu Anwan was still motionless, just curled up on the sofa.
But Yu Anwan's eyes fell on Wen Jin.
Watching Wen Jin pick up the cold food, let the hotel kitchen heat it up one by one and bring them over.
When Yu Anwan was in front of him, the rice was still steaming hot.
(end of this chapter)