Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1062 Angels Arrive 13

After Zhong Yanchuan took the medicine, his eyelids drooped under the effect of the medicine and he fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, he was the only one left in the room. He wanted to use his cell phone to contact Uncle Wu, the housekeeper of the villa.

But when he looked around, he didn't see his cell phone until his eyes fell on the table a few steps away. He was sitting there before he fainted, so his cell phone was left there too.

But now, he was... carried here, and the cell phone was still there, and the wheelchair was beside the bed, but he was completely unable to move from the bed to the wheelchair by himself.

He supported himself on the edge of the bed with both hands, trying to lift his body up and move to the wheelchair.

But it was all in vain. Without a fulcrum for his lower body, he found it quite difficult to move.

His entire face flushed red from the exertion.

When he was frustrated, Zhong Yanchuan couldn't help but clench his fists and hit his legs hard.

Since he was unconscious anyway, he almost vented his anger and resentment by beating his legs.

This was the scene Lingyao saw when she came in carrying a small cake.

She immediately walked forward, put the cake aside, and held Zhong Yanchuan's hammer hand with one hand.

She just saw that Zhong Yanchuan was quite heavy-handed.

After controlling Zhong Yanchuan's fingers, he prepared to lift up his trousers to see if there was anything wrong with the hammer.

Unexpectedly, Lingyao's fingers just touched Zhong Yanchuan's trouser legs, and Zhong Yanchuan started to flutter wildly like a catfish on a chopping board stabbed by a knife.

"Get out! I told you to get out!"

Lingyao withdrew her hand, but did not leave.

"Okay, I won't touch it." After reassuring Zhong Yanchuan, Ling Yao explained, "I just want to see if there are any injuries from the hammer."

"It has nothing to do with you, get out."

Zhong Yanchuan's pale lips were pressed into a straight line, his black hair was slightly messy, and his deep and perfect facial features showed both fragility and dejection.

Perhaps because she had an image of Zhong Yanchuan's well-behaved childhood self, Lingyao didn't take Zhong Yanchuan's angry words to heart.

She let go of Zhong Yanchuan's hand, stood up, and brought over the cake that she had just placed aside.

The cake is not big, only four inches.

There are two layers in total, the upper layer is light yellow and the lower layer is mint blue, both of which are very fresh and vibrant colors.

Like sea salt lemon.

There are some fruits on the cake as decoration, and there is also a lamb on it.

Zhong Yanchuan was born in the year of the Sheep.

Zhong Yanchuan looked at the cake that was brought in front of him, his Adam's apple rolling.

He looked at it in silence for a long time before speaking.

"What do you mean, you're investigating me?"

In fact, there is no need to investigate him to know that today is his birthday. After all, he was sent by Zhong Xiaochen, so he must have known this information a long time ago.

But didn’t Zhong Xiaochen tell her that he never celebrates his birthday?

He was just about to ask Lingyao to take the cake away and tell her that she could pack up and go back later.

Given her offense, he did not attack her, which was the greatest mercy.

However, before he could finish his words, Lingyao spoke first.

"I just bought this when I passed by the cake shop. Try it."

As she spoke, she held a spoonful of creamy fruit cake to his lips.

The aroma of cream is strong, and the milky flavor is stronger than the sweetness. You can tell from the first smell that this cream is definitely not cheap.

Zhong Yanchuan didn't know what he was thinking, but when the other party put the spoon to his lips, he suddenly opened his lips in cooperation.

The creamy flavor melts instantly on the tip of your tongue.

It is indeed very fragrant and not greasy at all. In addition to the taste of cream, it also has a slightly cool mint flavor. The cake is also very soft.

He has been taking medicine for a long time and there is always a bitter taste of medicine in his mouth.

At this moment, the sweetness of the cream just covered the bitterness in his mouth.

Zhong Yanchuan swallowed the bite of cake without realizing it.

When he finished swallowing and was about to speak, another spoonful of cake came towards him.

......Zhong Yanchuan opened his lips again.

He took one spoonful after another, and just when Zhong Yanchuan opened his lips out of habit, he found nothing.

Zhong Yanchuan realized what he had done and immediately closed his mouth again, pursing it tightly.

He looked at Lingyao who was putting her fork away.

Lingyao met Zhong Yanchuan's gaze and explained.

"That's enough for today. We'll have dinner soon."

Zhong Yanchuan licked his lips, the sweetness still on the tip of his tongue, and was silent for a moment.

I don’t know if he was being silent about his inability to resist temptation, or if he was savoring the cake he had just eaten.

Lingyao had fed the others but hadn't tasted it herself yet.

So he sat next to Zhong Yanchuan and scooped a small piece of cake with a spoon and ate it.

Zhong Yanchuan's ears turned pink as he watched Lingyao eat the cake so naturally with the spoon.

Is this another of her tricks?

Why does she have so many tricks?

Zhong Yanchuan wanted to remind her that he had just used the spoon, but he felt that it was unnecessary to do so.

This woman must have done it on purpose.

Zhong Yanchuan's heart was in turmoil. After Lingyao finished eating and put down her fork, he glanced at the wheelchair next to him and the mobile phone on the table not far away.

He rolled up the bed sheet with his fingers for a while, and finally spoke to Lingyao.

"Help me into the wheelchair."

Upon hearing this, Lingyao quickly stood up and was about to hug him.

Zhong Yanchuan looked at her decisive actions, and finally closed his eyes with despair, allowing Lingyao to pick him up.

Zhong Yanchuan didn't open his eyes until he felt that he was sitting steadily in the wheelchair for a while.

Then he controlled the wheelchair to move to the table and picked up the phone.

It was already dinner time, and Uncle Wu had already sent him a message asking him once, but hadn't received a response yet, so he didn't dare to come up rashly.

After Zhong Yanchuan replied to Uncle Wu's message, he cast his gaze over to Lingyao who had already sat down beside him.

"Are you waiting for Uncle Wu to come and kick you out if you don't leave yet?"

It is said that people who accept favors are soft-hearted and those who eat from them are soft-mouthed. Why is the God of Wealth not soft-mouthed?

Lingyao secretly complained in her heart.

But he looked as calm as an old dog.

"What do you think about my idea of ​​going to the amusement park?"

When Zhong Yanchuan heard her mention this again, he couldn't help but sneer.

"Going to the amusement park with a cripple, Miss Fu, you really know how to have fun."

There was sarcasm in Zhong Yanchuan's tone, and it was unclear whether it was directed at Lingyao or himself.

Lingyao: ...Oh no, I forgot about this when I was copying the formula.

When he was young, Zhong Yanchuan wanted to go to the amusement park because he was physically healthy and had an interest in amusement parks.

But what can Zhong Yanchuan do now? Going to the amusement park is not only useless, but also adds to the sadness. It's like inviting a blind person to watch a play, or inviting a hearing-impaired person to listen to a musical.

With a strong sense of irony.

Lingyao reflected.

And quickly come up with a solution.

"If you don't want to go to the amusement park, I'll go with you wherever you want."