Chapter 429: Whatever you want, I'll get it for you】

Of course there are no canned oranges in Sheng Zhiwu's house.

Ever since that little setback, he deliberately didn't buy this, but bought a lot of other food, so that he could always give Ye Mei something to eat when she was hungry.

In Sheng Zhiwu's eyes, Ye Mei was just like the little beggar who ran towards him under the moon. She was thin and pitiful. If she didn't eat more to replenish her body, she would be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

"Do you want to eat canned oranges?" Sheng Zhiwu said, "Wait for me here."

After that, Sheng Zhiwu hurried away.

Ye Mei thought he went to the next door, but the footsteps seemed to be going farther.

When Ye Mei realized that Sheng Zhiwu went to buy canned food, she felt a little annoyed. In fact, she could eat anything.

Sheng Zhiwu had just fought with some gangsters and seemed to have injuries on his body.

Ye Mei didn't want to torture him, but Sheng Zhiwu was nowhere to be seen at this time, so she could only wait in the house.

She waited for a while, but Sheng Zhiwu didn't come back yet. Thinking of him getting hurt to buy canned food for her, she couldn't help but mutter: "What a fool..."

She just said it casually, and Sheng Zhiwu knew that she was just making up an excuse. He just needed to follow her words and say that there was no canned food, but there were other snacks, wouldn't that be fine?

But he didn't think about anything. When he heard her say that she wanted to eat canned food, he ran to buy canned food and had to satisfy her casual words...

Ye Mei muttered and scolded Sheng Zhiwu for being stupid.

But she felt a little happy in her heart.

She didn't know where this happiness came from.

"Xiao Ye!"

After a while, Sheng Zhiwu finally came back.

When he ran to the door, he stopped because he was too tired, and smiled at Ye Mei with his arms full of canned oranges.

He was against the light, sweating, and looked quite frail.

But he looked like he was asking for compliments, holding those canned oranges and smiling at her.

Ye Mei was distracted, and her heart was inexplicably touched. She waved to Sheng Zhiwu.

Sheng Zhiwu entered the room, put the cans on the table, took only one bottle and walked to the bed, and said: "Wait, I'll open the can for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Zhiwu's collar was pulled over, and he leaned over subconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Ye Mei's face close to him, so close that he could feel her breath, with some indescribable fragrance.

It wasn't long since Sheng Zhiwu knew that Xiao Ye was a woman. He mostly treated Ye Mei as a brother, and rarely looked at Ye Mei as a woman.

But at this moment, when he looked at Ye Mei again, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Men and women are indeed different.

If he were close to Da Xiong and the others, he would definitely only smell sweat or other unpleasant smells.

But when he was face to face with Ye Mei, he could only smell the fragrance.

Suddenly, the fragrance came closer, close to him.

Sheng Zhiwu saw Ye Mei take out a handkerchief and gently wipe the sweat off his head.

In order for Ye Mei to eat canned oranges earlier, he would run to the supply and marketing cooperative and then run back.

It was hot in Shenzhen, so he was naturally sweaty when he came back.

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhiwu couldn't help but stay away from Ye Mei.

Ye Mei pulled him back and said impatiently, "I'm wiping your sweat, don't mess around!"

Sheng Zhiwu stumbled and almost fell on Ye Mei. He leaned against the bed in a panic, not daring to look at Ye Mei again, and said in a way that was more obvious than obvious: "I... I'm all sweaty and smelly, and I'm afraid it will stink you."

"Smell?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mei subconsciously moved in front of Sheng Zhiwu and smelled it, patted his shoulder, and soothed him, "It's just the smell of soap, not stink, don't move."

Sheng Zhiwu only felt a warm feeling approaching his neck, and then suddenly moved away.

At that moment, he subconsciously tensed his body, fearing that Ye Mei would notice something was wrong.

After hearing what Ye Mei said, Sheng Zhiwu's voice trembled a little: "Well, that's good..."

He wanted to slap himself.

Ye Mei treated him as a friend, but he had these thoughts about Ye Mei.

If Ye Mei knew, she would probably think he was disgusting, right?

He knew something about Ye Mei's ex-husband. After having been in contact with that kind of man, he would only hate the bad nature of men even more.

Sheng Zhiwu pursed his lips.

Soon, Ye Mei wiped the sweat off Sheng Zhiwu, and the guilt in her heart was reduced. She said: "Sit down and take off your clothes."

"What?!"

Sheng Zhiwu had something to hide. He was shocked when he heard this. His mood, which had finally calmed down, became agitated again.

"Aren't you injured?"

Seeing his big reaction, Ye Mei thought he was still trying to show off, so she pulled him to sit down and said, "Okay, you just told me not to be stubborn and take care of my body, why is it that it doesn't work when it comes to you? Take off your clothes quickly, don't dawdle!"

It turned out to be applying medicine...

Sheng Zhiwu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then he said, "No, no, it's just a little bruise, I'll take care of it myself later."

Ye Mei was not a fool. Seeing him so uncomfortable, she immediately thought of something, and the fingers holding Sheng Zhiwu shrank, and quickly let go.

The atmosphere felt a little strange.

Not awkward, nor irritable.

A little...

uncomfortable.

Sheng Zhiwu, who usually sat beside her naturally like the air, seemed to have nothing wrong.

Sitting beside her on the bed, his thin and natural presence seemed to suddenly magnify countless times, making it impossible to ignore, and making her feel uncomfortable.

Ye Mei's fingers shrank again, holding the slightly damp handkerchief, remembering that it was used to wipe Sheng Zhiwu's sweat, and it was full of the smell of men.

Her hands trembled, and she almost threw the handkerchief away, but she held back.

Glancing at the silent Sheng Zhiwu, Ye Mei couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you talk?"

She felt that if she continued to be silent, something would seem different.

This made her a little panicked.

"I, I see you haven't said anything..."

Sheng Zhiwu also sensed the strange atmosphere and felt a little annoyed.

Hearing what Ye Mei said, he hurriedly said, "Canned oranges..."

Cans again!

Hearing this, Ye Mei was still a little angry. She said, "I just said it casually. Why did you go out of your way to buy it? You can just exchange it for ready-made food. I'm not picky."

As she said that, she snatched the can from Sheng Zhiwu and tried to open it.

"You are injured, so you can't use force with your hands."

Sheng Zhiwu saw Ye Mei trying to open the can with a twisted posture, but failed to do so, so he naturally took the can back. "I know you are not picky about food, but since you want to eat it, it is not difficult to buy this. When you are injured, you feel pain and feel bad. Eat something you want to eat, and you will feel better, right?"

As he said this, he "clicked" the bottle cap and handed it to Ye Mei with a smile, "Isn't that right?"

Looking at his smiling face, Ye Mei subconsciously responded, "Yeah, that's right."

Who would feel bad when seeing this smiling face when unhappy?

"Only when I am injured, do you buy me what I want to eat?"

Ye Mei took the can, looked down at the crystal clear flesh inside, and asked for some unknown reason.

Sheng Zhiwu subconsciously said, "If you want to eat, I can buy it for you anytime. Why would I hope you get hurt? Xiaoye, I hope you are always safe."

Ye Mei tightened her hand holding the canned food and turned to look at Sheng Zhiwu subconsciously.

Sheng Zhiwu met her eyes and smiled again, "I don't lack the money or time. You just need to be well. I will get you whatever you want!"

As long as she wants, he will do anything.