NovelBonte Chapter 158 You can't die if you don't do it, I'm probably talking about her
Chapter 158 You can't die if you don't do it, I'm probably talking about her
Chapter 158 You can't die if you don't do it, I'm probably talking about her
When she was a child, she insisted on waking up early no matter whether she went to school or not. After taking over the company, she was no longer qualified to sleep in late.
Helplessly smiling at herself, Wu Zhiwei was about to get up, moved a bit, and shrank back in pain.
Only then did she belatedly realize what happened last night.
After getting up with difficulty, she felt that her whole body was uncomfortable, as if she had fallen apart. It was not until she saw the bed sheet that she realized that her relatives had come.
She sighed helplessly and went to the bathroom.
Afterwards, he went back to the second bedroom to tidy up the bed.
By the time the bed sheet was laid, her forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat.
Every time a relative came, they could kill her half.
Things that can be done easily on weekdays will become extremely difficult on this special day.
In particular, she ate cold things like ice cream yesterday.
If you can't do it, you can't die, it's probably her.
"You don't look very good, what's the matter?" Xiao Yao entered the door and saw her sitting on the sofa weakly.
Wu Zhiwei shook her head: "It's okay."
Xiao Yao looked up at the calendar on the table, and instantly understood. Thinking of her waywardness yesterday, Xiao Yao frowned.
How could he forget about her life when she acted like a baby, and even ran errands to buy her ice cream?
And the surprise she gave him last night, he was a little carried away, he knew that he shouldn't have tortured her like that, otherwise she wouldn't be so uncomfortable today.
"Lie down on the sofa and rest for a while."
Wu Zhiwei nodded, and obediently let Xiao Yao help her to lie down. She felt like her waist was about to break. The moment she lay down, she felt a lot more comfortable.
After that, Xiao Yao went to the bedroom, and Wu Zhiwei didn't know what he did after that.
She was so uncomfortable that even opening her eyes felt like torture, so she could only lie down in a daze with her eyes closed, hearing Xiao Yao's small movements in the house.
It seemed that after a while, Wu Zhiwei felt the little quilt on her body being pulled, she opened her eyes, and saw Xiao Yao was holding a warm water bag and putting it on her stomach.
"It will be much more comfortable if you warm it up." He said warmly.
So, he just went to the bedroom to find a warm water bag?
"Thank you." Wu Zhiwei's voice of thanking was weak.
"Come on, get up and drink some brown sugar water." Xiao Yao helped Wu Zhiwei up from the sofa, his attitude and movements were very gentle, as if he was treating a porcelain doll.
Wu Zhiwei was once again moved by Xiao Yao.
It is said that if you love it or not, you will know by looking at the details.
If love or not really depends on the details, then Xiao Yao really loves her badly.
Xiao Yao is really good at small details, and he can often touch her when she is not aware of it.
"Where did you find the brown sugar? I don't remember buying it." Wu Zhiwei said while drinking.
"I saw that you feel uncomfortable at this time, so I bought it." Xiao Yao explained while feeding Wu Zhiwei brown sugar water.
"You silly girl, don't you know how to protect yourself? How can you still eat ice cream at this time?" Xiao Yao was a little helpless.
Wu Zhiwei chuckled: "Isn't it rare to go shopping? I forgot about it, and in the end, hey..."
Xiao Yao pinched her nose: "Mi is confused, actually it's my fault too, once you act like a spoiled child, I also forget it, and I won't forget it again in the future."
Wu Zhiwei opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.
He meant, had he always remembered it before?
He still remembers her days?
This is definitely the best man in the world, bar none.
"Husband, you are the best man in the world. I am so moved. Tell me, did I save the Milky Way in my previous life? That's why I met you in this life." Wu Zhiwei really felt that she was so lucky, and listened I have talked about many beautiful loves, but none of them have her own beauty.
"Call again." Xiao Yao was in a good mood.
Wu Zhiwei chuckled: "Husband."
Who would have thought that the president of Fengrui Group would have such a naive side, every day in order to make her call her husband, Wuji would not use it.
"It's so nice, I'll call it more in the future." Xiao Yao kissed Wu Zhiwei on the forehead, and then hugged her into his arms.
Wu Zhiwei let him hug her softly, Xiao Yao reached out and placed the warm water bag firmly on her abdomen.
Wu Zhiwei rested for a while, and it did relieve a lot.
Wu Zhiwei felt drowsy, and fell asleep in Xiao Yao's arms in a daze.
After Xiao Yao carried her back to the room, he went to the study.
Turning on the computer and continuing to type, his wedding plan is not finished yet.
It was almost time to get married, and he had to hurry up and finish it.
Xiao Yao still had thoughts in his mind, but he had to record those thoughts down, so that when he got ready, he could be sure that nothing would go wrong.
In some scenes, he also personally transformed the design drawings.
In fact, he can find others to do these things, but he doesn't want to.
This is his and Wu Zhiwei's wedding, he wants to prepare it himself, create a special wedding for her, and make her the happiest bride.
The general design plan is already in place, and now there are some small details.
When the design reached one of the links, he stopped, fell silent, and took out his phone to send Zhou Yan a WeChat message.
"Send a set of four treasures, and the ink needs gold ink."
"Yes, President Xiao." Zhou Yan quickly replied to the message.
Zhou Yan didn't think much, and immediately started to prepare.
In Zhou Yan's eyes, Xiao Yao is an all-rounder, the kind who is capable of writing and martial arts.
So Xiao Yao wanted brush and ink, he just thought Xiao Yao wanted to practice calligraphy.
Soon, Zhou Yan sent the pen and ink to Xiao Yao. After spreading out a piece of red paper, Xiao Yao finished the ink and picked up the pen to start creating.
On the top of the paper, Xiao Yao quickly wrote two large characters, marriage letter.
All in one go.
Xiao Yao's ability in calligraphy is also quite strong, if he writes casually, it is at the level of a master.
If he is determined to develop in this area, he must have already achieved a lot.
But his ambition is not here. Except for the people around him, no one knows that he is very good at calligraphy.
It took about half an hour, and the red paper had already been filled with words written by Xiao Yao.
Every word is full of vigorous brushwork. These words were prepared by Xiao Yao long ago, so they can be written very smoothly.
After finishing writing, he took a fan and fanned the words on it lightly, so that the words could dry faster.
After the handwriting was dry, Xiao Yao rolled up the handwriting and handed it to Zhou Yan.
This word needs to be bitch, and Wu Zhiwei can't know it yet. It's perfect for Zhou Yan to take it away while Wu Zhiwei is still sleeping.
(End of this chapter)