Chapter 27 The Twenty-Seventh Day of Reservedness Can you help me wash...
That’s why they say that flags cannot be raised easily, otherwise they will fall.
In the evening, Pei Yunhe came out of the master bedroom feeling dizzy after attending a meeting all afternoon. Shan Yin was watering the flowers with a watering can in the living room.
Several green shadows mixed together. He calmed down and thought he was dazzled.
Seeing that he looked tired, Shan Yin put down what she was holding, looked up and asked, "Are you done? What do you want to eat? I haven't cooked anything yet, how about we order some?"
Pei Yunhe narrowed his eyes, took off his glasses and pressed his Jingming acupoint.
He wasn't hungry, but his throat felt a little itchy and his head felt heavy.
He dragged his heavy steps down from the second floor and asked, "I'll do it. What do you want to eat..."
Shan Yin and he were both stunned. They had talked so much in the entire afternoon and only took a short break. When he spoke again, he didn't even notice that his voice was so hoarse.
That strong nasal sound is obviously a symptom of a cold.
"Pei Yunhe, do you have a cold?"
Pei Yunhe walked down, and Shan Yin went to meet him, but was immediately grasped by Pei Yunhe's long arms and turned around with his back to him.
“Pei…”
"I have a cold, I don't want to infect you."
Without waiting for Shan Yin to continue, Pei Yunhe soothed his throat and went to find the medicine box.
He took out a medical mask and took a thermometer to take his temperature.
After waiting for a while, I found that fortunately he didn't have a fever.
After all, the physical condition is better than Dan Yin.
It's just weird, but it's really weird.
In short, every time he wanted to do that with Shan Yin, there would always be some strange situations.
So annoying.
Shan Yin didn't know that Pei Yunhe was still thinking about this. She stood by with concern, seeing that Pei Yunhe looked uncomfortable, and thought that this time it was Pei Yunhe's turn to be sick, and she should also lend a hand to take care of him.
But before he could open his mouth, his stomach growled.
Shan Yin covered his hands in extreme embarrassment.
It's not her fault.
She had been lacking exercise for many years, and last night's long exercise was already too much for her.
She didn't eat much at noon today.
Before Pei Yunhe could laugh at her, Shan Yin looked around and said, "Let me order."
Pei Yunhe hung up her phone.
His voice was muffled due to the mask he was wearing, which was kind of cute.
"It will take at least half an hour to deliver it, otherwise your stomach will feel upset. I'll make it for you."
The sensor lights lit up one by one as he moved, and Pei Yunhe walked straight to the kitchen.
But there is no reason to ask a patient to cook for you.
Shan Yin quickly followed, wanting to pull him back, "No, Pei Yunhe, take a rest!"
"Then you come?" Pei Yunhe turned around and spread his hands, the spatula was already in his hand.
"...How about we just order food?"
Pei Yunhe refused, and he suddenly felt that his suggestion was very good.
"Dan Yin, I don't want to eat takeout."
"But you look tired, why don't you rest?"
"Then you come."
Shan Yin was stunned for a moment.
It's not like he doesn't know her craftsmanship.
"Pei Yunhe, why don't you order..."
While she was hesitating, the spatula was already in her hands.
Pei Yunhe only showed his eyes. Shan Yin never thought that one day she would feel that those eyes, which were sometimes cold and sometimes cunning, would become like this.
So innocent.
Pei Yunhe said: "Shan Yin, I am a patient and I just want to eat the food cooked by my wife."
Okay.
What else could she say?
It was just that Shan Yin’s cooking skills were really poor. She stared at the ingredients with a wide eyed expression. Finally, Pei Yunhe on the side couldn’t stand it anymore and said, “If you really can’t do it, just give me the bottom to eat.”
After saying that, both of them frowned.
Why does this sound so awkward?
Shan Yin turned around doubtfully and glanced at Pei Yunhe. Under the incandescent light, Pei Yunhe was sitting on the edge of the island with his legs crossed, as obedient as could be. He swore that he was innocent and upright and didn't think too much about it.
He still held his throat and pointed at the pot beside the stove. "Boiled egg noodles, you know how to make this, right? If you don't know how, I can teach you. It's easier to learn."
"But I can..." Shan Yin hesitated for a moment, "It's just that your voice..."
She felt so uncomfortable that it was better not to say anything.
"That's easy."
The person who was supposed to reap the benefits suddenly stood up again in the light, and before Shan Yin could stop him, he had already come behind her.
The light and shadow swayed slightly, and she was tightly held in his arms.
Didn't she tell him not to speak? He had plenty of ways to teach her how to cook noodles.
Pei Yunhe held Shan Yin in his arms, sometimes holding her hand and touching this, sometimes signaling her to move that, and he pressed himself tightly against her back, the two of them like puppets stuck together.
Shan Yin reasonably suspected several times that Pei Yunhe was deliberately looking for opportunities to get close to her.
It was because she refused to let him hug her from behind last night. It felt so hot and uncomfortable there, and she couldn't sleep well at all like now.
However, Dan Yin was too embarrassed to speak out this doubt. Fortunately, after a while of hard work, he cooked two bowls of egg noodles.
Pei Yunhe was indeed afraid of infecting Shan Yin with the cold, so he did not sit face to face with her, but sat in a different seat.
He took off his mask and the noodles in the bowl still looked good.
"How about it?"
Shan Yin hadn't eaten yet, so he stared at the fox and asked cautiously.
Pei Yunhe swallowed the noodles. His Adam's apple rolled a little. His throat was already itchy and sore, but he didn't feel too much discomfort.
He said dumbly, "Not bad."
"real?"
Dan Yin's eyes brightened a little and he gained some confidence.
She thought, after all, it was done under Pei Yunhe's guidance, so it shouldn't be too bad.
So she relaxed and picked up a piece of food with chopsticks.
Then he frowned before swallowing it.
“So spicy…”
She raised her eyes and looked at Pei Yunhe with tears in her eyes.
"It seems like there's too much pepper."
Pei Yunhe really wanted to laugh when he saw her like that.
But I still have to comfort myself: "I feel okay."
Shan Yin knew that Pei Yunhe was giving her face. She sighed. The yellow and white egg noodles in front of her, which were a bit cute, seemed to be mocking her.
She reached out to take Pei Yunhe's bowl.
"Why don't you just not eat and order..."
"I don't."
How can you take food from other people's mouths?
Pei Yunhe picked up the bowl of noodles and sat further away.
"This is what my wife made for me, don't even think about taking it away from me."
“…”
How can a cold make me look younger?
Shan Yin looked at Pei Yunhe's protective look and felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She really wanted to just say it was not tasty, but in the blink of an eye, Pei Yunhe had already started eating it in big mouthfuls.
Shan Yin felt a little warm in her heart, not sure if it was because of the incandescent light above her head or something else. She also picked up noodles from the bowl, one by one, very long, and tangled together.
After finishing the noodles, Shan Yin consciously went to clean up the dishes. In her eyes, Pei Yunhe was just a patient who needed to be taken care of.
But Pei Yunhe took the two bowls away before her, "I just have a cold, not a missing limb."
Shan Yin thought he was hypocritical.
"But when I had a cold before, you didn't let me do anything."
Pei Yunhe turned around and looked at her in front of the sink. "Can we be the same? I'm in good health."
Shan Yin thought this was a fallacy.
She walked over and wanted to help: "But Pei Yunhe, you are not feeling well after all...it's still not okay, you should rest."
Pei Yunhe narrowed his eyes.
When Shan Yin approached, he put on the mask again. Now she couldn't see the expression on the lower half of his face. Just by looking at his dangerous and cunning eyes, Shan Yin knew that she had said the wrong thing.
really.
"Shan Yin, do you think I'm not capable?"
"I..." Shan Yin was speechless. How could she dare to feel that way? Judging from her performance last night, she didn't feel that way at all.
Pei Yunhe put down the dishes in his hands, wiped his hands, and suddenly walked towards Shan Yin.
He was 186 cm tall, and because of years of exercise and fitness, he was not thin. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Dan Yin had seen this before.
Now he was walking towards her with his eyes narrowed and his head lowered. The light from the ceiling and wall lamps was completely blocked by him. Shan Yin felt that she was shrouded in a dangerous shadow.
It was as if she had fallen into a trap.
Pei Yunhe stopped one meter away from Shan Yin and suddenly raised his hands.
Shan Yin thought he was going to catch her, but she didn't expect Pei Yunhe to just hug his arms with his hands, his eyes changed instantly, and he stood in front of her pitifully.
"Yes, Shan Yin, I'm sick with a cold, so I can't."
"Um?"
Didn’t they say that men can’t admit that they are not good enough?
Pei Yunhe took a different approach, "I just ate noodles and I'm sweating, and I'm so tired from doing housework. So, can you help me take a bath later?"
Just recite it and you will know.
Waiting for her here.
The scattered light fell into Shan Yin's eyes, and her eyes flickered, neither agreeing nor not agreeing.
But Pei Yunhe was very good at controlling her, and said, "We saw everything yesterday. We're an old married couple, so you won't feel embarrassed, right?"
That's true.
The strange desire to win in Dan Yin's bones was touched.
His pitiful look deepened, and his wide double eyelids folded inward, which was not in line with his 186cm tall figure, but still made people feel guilty and self-blaming.
He handled the situation well, appealing to her emotions and reasoning with her: "I caught a cold probably because I washed you for too long yesterday..."
She was so tired last night that she almost fainted. He carried her to the bathroom to wash her several times. It was indeed he who had the most trouble.
Shan Yin couldn't bear the memories, so he stretched out a hand to signal him to stop talking and had no choice but to compromise.
"Don't worry, when I say taking a bath, I mean taking a bath, nothing else." Pei Yunhe assured again and again.
Shan Yin really couldn't believe it.
Unexpectedly, Pei Yunhe looked surprised. "Shan Yin, I know you are greedy for me, but I am a patient now. Do you think so much?"
“…” Shan Yin had nothing to say.
But later Pei Yunhe actually kept his word and did not do anything else as he said.
The two of them stood in the bathroom together again, the shower head spraying warm water, and an ambiguous white mist quickly filled the air between them. Crystal clear water droplets hung on the wall and on Pei Yunhe's broad chest.
However, unlike last night, Pei Yunhe did not take action this time. He was happy to enjoy Dan Yin's help.
Even though it was embarrassing, since Shan Yin had promised Pei Yunhe, she would do it.
It was fine when he was washing the upper body, but when it came to the lower body, Dan Yin consciously avoided looking at that part and silently said to himself, "He is just a patient, he is just a patient."
But how could a patient be like this? Several times, the scorching hot blows hit her hand. Shan Yin raised her eyes and glared at Pei Yunhe angrily: "You are already sick, so don't think about these things."
Pei Yunhe looked so innocent, "I didn't move anything..."
"Then... forget it." Shan Yin couldn't argue with him and was too lazy to say anything more.
After finally finishing washing him, Dan Yin's clothes were intact but he was soaked in water.
She pushed Pei Yunhe out, as if coaxing a child: "You can dry your hair yourself, right?"
"Dry your hair and go to bed quickly, don't catch a cold again."
She kindly advised that she should take a bath now to prevent herself from catching a cold as well.
Keren had clearly been pushed out of the bathroom. Shan Yin turned around to unzip her skirt, and when she turned around again, Pei Yunhe was standing in front of her again.
Shan Yin's eyes trembled, "You..."
Pei Yunhe raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiling in a gentle and elegant manner, "It's only right to reciprocate. Madam, you just helped me, now it's my turn to help you."
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