My wife has always been timid

Chapter 1065 As expected of a couple

Upstairs bedrooms.

After Wen Ran opened the door, she found that Su Qingcheng was still lying in bed. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was past eleven o'clock. Even if she slept in, it was time to wake up.

In particular, Su Qingcheng's condition is not very good, so she cannot be allowed to be negative.

Once the negativity starts.

It's hard to get back on your feet.

"Qingcheng, get up and have some porridge?" Wen Ran put the porridge plate on the bedside table and called softly.

She gently pushed aside the quilt covering half of Su Qingcheng's face, only to realize that Su Qingcheng had already woken up.

It's just that Su Qingcheng's state is not good. She just lay quietly on her side in the bed, and she didn't know when she woke up. Her unfocused eyes were staring at a certain place, like a puppet without a soul.

Wen Ran's heart tightened suddenly.

Is this a good thing?

"Get up and have a drink. I'm going back to the studio later. Come and see it with me."

Wen Ran stopped coaxing, and adopted a tougher attitude. He picked up the girl by holding the girl's shoulders, like taking care of a patient, picked up the porridge bowl, scooped a small spoonful of porridge, and brought it to her mouth .

The familiar smell slowly infiltrated Su Qingcheng's breath like medicine, bringing Su Qingcheng back to his senses.

Su Qingcheng looked down suspiciously at the porridge brought to her mouth, silently took the whole porridge bowl and spoon from Wen Ran's hand, and started to do it herself.

In fact, her condition is not as bad as Wen Ran imagined.

Just stay for a while.

Ever since she was woken up by Fu Xiuyuan's call, after she hung up the phone, she never fell asleep again.

She took a spoonful of the porridge in the bowl and put it into her mouth. The faint salty taste was mixed with a hint of sweetness, and the taste spread in her mouth, making her even more familiar.

Wen Ran couldn't cook this kind of porridge.

She had eaten the porridge made by Wen Ran before, mostly white porridge, without any condiments, absolutely nourishing the stomach, and it was because of nourishing the stomach that the taste was not as good.

And this kind of porridge is more flavorful.

The taste is not heavy.

On the basis of taste, it retains the fragrance of white rice.

She doesn't like porridge very much, and prefers to eat something with flavor, and she doesn't know if she is used to Fu Xiuyuan's cooking, or if Fu Xiuyuan has spoiled her appetite.

Su Qingcheng fiddled with the vegetables in the bowl slowly: "What about others?"

"what?"

Wen Ran was surprised.

Soon, she realized who Su Qingcheng was talking about, and she couldn't help but wonder how Su Qingcheng knew that Fu Xiuyuan was here, and hurriedly said: "Downstairs, he cooked this porridge, let me bring it to you. "

After all, it is his own nobleman, Wen Ran naturally speaks in a positive way.

What's more, this porridge was originally cooked by Fu Xiuyuan.

Unexpectedly, with just a mouthful of porridge, Su Qingcheng could taste Fu Xiuyuan's taste.

Worthy of being a couple.

"I didn't expect someone like Mr. Fu to be able to cook. I thought his fingers wouldn't touch the spring water. Such pretty hands are simply not too pretty." Seeing that Su Qingcheng's expression didn't fluctuate because of hearing Fu Xiuyuan's name, Wen Wen However, he let go a little, and tentatively said: "Qingcheng, do you want Mr. Fu to come up to accompany you?"

The spoon that Su Qingcheng had just brought into his mouth froze slightly, and fell into silence.

See Fu Xiuyuan?

A layer of ethereal things suddenly rose in her heart, separating her and Fu Xiuyuan into two worlds.

She knew in her heart that Fu Xiuyuan was innocent in the whole incident, and he was also the person she had tried her best to save and was still working hard now.

But when I think of my mother...