Chapter 187 (1/2)
Feng Ming stops to look at her. Feng Jing doesn't squint and eats quietly.
Shen Yan saw that Feng Ming didn't move. Xiu Mei twisted, ”why don't you eat?”
Feng Ming doesn't speak.
Shen Yan seemed to think of something. He put down his chopsticks, picked up the public chopsticks and clamped a pig's hoof for him, ”don't you think I'm dirty?”
The veins in Feng Ming's forehead were moving, ”what are you thinking?”
”What ideas can I make?” Shen Yan rolled his eyes. ”If you weren't afraid of your bad performance tomorrow, do you think I'd like to make friends with you now?”
Feng Jing smiled.
Feng Ming's face pulled down, ”are you going to be indifferent to me as soon as the wedding is over?”
”You're not stupid.”
Feng Ming's face sank again and again, ”when are you going to make it?”
”Who's having trouble with you? I'm trying to be nice to you. ”
Feng Ming looks at the food in his bowl. It's all what he doesn't like to eat. Is this a show of kindness to him?
He knew that as long as he said he didn't like these, she would tell her that she didn't remember his preferences.
So Feng Jing saw that his father ate dishes he hadn't touched in 3000 years.
Shen Yan lowers his head to pick up rice and covers up the rising corners of his lips.
The next day, Shen Yan got up early, but he was still not earlier than Feng Jing.
Ji Beiyu was taken to be the best man. Shen Yan didn't worry about him.
He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Feng Ming's room. The door was closed. He didn't know whether he got up or not.
Thinking of his injury, Shen Yan hesitated for a moment and knocked at the door.
The door quickly opened from inside, and Feng Ming stood on one side with his bare arm, ”what's up?”
She saw that the bandage wrapped around his shoulder was gone. She looked inside quickly. Sure enough, she saw a medicine box next to the used bandage.
”Changing dressing?”
”Yes.”
Shen Yan opened the door and went in. He took a new cotton swab and saw that he was still pestling at the door. ”What are you doing here?”