"It's nothing." Jiang Jinwang lowered his head, smelling the fragrance in her hair, and lingered for a moment. "Being able to look at you for a few hours is a kind of happiness."
Shen Zhiyi looked up at him in surprise.
"Why have you become so sweet-talking?"
She reached out and pinched his cheek. "Are you still my taciturn, unsmiling husband?"
"Has it been possessed by some evil spirit?"
She hardened her face and said, "I order you, whoever you are, to get off my husband right now!"
Jiang Jinwang chuckled.
"Stop fooling around."
He grasped her fingertips, freezing his movement a second before he could instinctively peck at her.
I just squeezed it briefly, then let go.
What kind of porridge would you like?
He lowered his eyes. "Buy some sweet porridge first? I'll cook you something delicious after you're discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Shen Zhiyi was startled again.
"Cook for me?"
She opened her lips, then suddenly felt dizzy and leaned over the bed, gagging a few times.
Jiang Jinwang immediately helped her up.
After she calmed down, I picked up the water glass on the table and brought it to her lips.
"Don't be afraid, this is just a side effect of the head injury, it will be fine in a couple of days." He gently patted her back while feeding her water. "Lie down for a while and don't move around."
Shen Zhiyi obediently lay down.
In a hazy state, she slowly blinked, looking at him.
"Jiang Jinwang, why do I feel like you've changed so much?"
Jiang Jinwang paused as he put down the water glass.
He lowered his brows to look at her.
"Does taking a leave of absence change everything?" he said calmly.
“No.” Shen Zhiyi shook her head gently, looking at his sharp jawline. “You’ve lost weight.”
Jiang Jinwang felt as if his heart had been struck.
My eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
Shen Zhiyi frowned.
"I was in a car accident, and you've lost so much weight?"
"Yes." He suppressed his emotions and avoided her gaze. "So next time, don't do things that make me worry."
Shen Zhiyi pouted and sighed.
"Then you must eat well and exercise properly these next few days."
"I want my old husband with the big pecs, the strong husband."
"Even your waist has gotten thinner."
"It doesn't feel right to me when I touch it."
Jiang Jinwang took a deep breath, composed himself, and looked at her with a hint of helplessness.
"Even though he hit his head, the things he was thinking about haven't changed."
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