Tsundere Queen Takes Home

"Sister Xinyan, I'll lie beside you and hug you. I can't do anything well, I'm really scared!" Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan and said pitifully.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang's pitiful appearance, Yang Xinyan's heart softened.

She looked at Fang Zhengyang and hesitated for a while, then finally gritted her teeth, "Fang Zhengyang, you can lie down here, but you are not allowed to do anything, otherwise I will push you directly to the bed."

Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan and nodded quickly.

Yang Xinyan lay helplessly on the bed, and Fang Zhengyang attached it like an octopus.

Yang Xinyan felt very uncomfortable at first, but slowly she relaxed.

Both of them are wearing clothes, so what?

But soon she realized that she was wrong, and that it was outrageously wrong.

Fang Zhengyang didn't do anything, but he couldn't stand it when he hugged him!

His face was facing his profile, the warm breath blew on his pretty face, on his ears, those places seemed to be enchanted, and suddenly became hot .

This fellow's dog's paws pressed tightly on his plumpness, the hand seemed to move, and a numb feeling suddenly filled the whole body from somewhere.

What's more, Fang Zhengyang actually raised one leg and pressed it directly on his waist. The mallet pressed hard against his own softness. If it weren't for the two layers of clothes, Yang Xinyan would definitely believe that Fang Zhengyang would have long ago. pierced through himself.

Yang Xinyan felt that her strength was exhausted, she pushed Fang Zhengyang with difficulty, but Fang Zhengyang was like a leech, tightly attached to her body, and could not be regarded as letting go.

Yang Xinyan was speechless when she saw that this guy was breathing evenly.

You can still sleep like this!

Fang Zhengyang could fall asleep, but Yang Xinyan couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Being held by a strong and vigorous man like a calf, no flower girl could fall asleep.

Yang Xinyan stared like that until the sky was slightly brighter.

Looking out the window, Yang Xinyan couldn't take it anymore. She pushed Zheng Fangyang hard and shouted hurriedly, "Fang Zhengyang, get up quickly."

Fang Zhengyang opened his eyes and looked at Yang Xinyan lazily, "It's really comfortable, I'll sleep for a while."

"You're comfortable, the doctor will come in for rounds soon, you want them to see! Get up quickly, or I'll kick you down." Yang Xinyan was about to cry.

Fang Zhengyang got up from the bed reluctantly, turned around and lay down on Meng Yao's bed again, but as soon as he lay there, he saw Yang Xinyan sitting up, raising his legs and wanting to stand on the ground.

"Sister Xinyan, you can't move." Fang Zhengyang sat up quickly, came to Yang Xinyan a few steps, and reached out to stop her.

"Can I not get up? I'm going to the bathroom, okay?" Yang Xinyan said helplessly, looking at Fang Zhengyang.

"Don't go, your feet aren't healed yet!" Fang Zhengyang still stopped Yang Xinyan, preventing her from getting up.

"Get out of the way, I'm in a hurry!" Yang Xinyan couldn't hold back.

Fang Zhengyang tilted his head to think for a while, and suddenly said, "By the way, Sister Xinyan, I seem to remember that I took care of you last time. Let me take care of you today."

Fang Zhengyang said, and stretched out his hand towards Yang Xinyan's clothes.

"I don't." Yang Xinyan stared at Fang Zhengyang and said angrily, "Go away, I will let Mengyao come and won't let you take care of me, solve, solve."

Yang Xinyan really couldn't go on.

Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan and asked suspiciously, "It's not a child, can I do it?"

"Definitely, it's just a potty." Yang Xinyan glared at Fang Zhengyang, then shouted at Mengyao, "Mengyao get up and help her mother."

Mengyao yawned and said, "Mom, let me sleep for a while, I'm sleepy to death, let Dad help you with anything."

After Meng Yao finished speaking, she closed her eyes again.

"Get up for me." Yang Xinyan wondered whether this girl was her own when she heard that Meng Yao was actually standing over Fang Zhengyang's side.

Seeing Yang Xinyan getting angry, Meng Yao reluctantly got up from the bed and came to Yang Xinyan.

"No, Meng Yao is still young, she can't do it." Fang Zhengyang said thoughtfully.

"She, can, do." Yang Xinyan glared at Fang Zhengyang and said word by word, "You, give, me, go out, go."

Fang Zhengyang was quite obedient this time, but he actually turned around and walked out the door.

Yang Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief, then took off her trousers and asked Meng Yao to help put the potty under her body.

...

As soon as Yang Xinyan finished pouring out the water, Fang Zhengyang walked in.

He looked at Yang Xinyan and said with a smirk, "Sister Xinyan, are you finished urinating?"

"Don't say it." Yang Xinyan glared at Fang Zhengyang and quickly pulled the quilt over to cover her body.

"Mom, you've pressed the potty, and I can't take it out." Meng Yao looked at Yang Xinyan and said something.

"I'm here, I'm here, and I said you can't do it." Fang Zhengyang ran over diligently, and stretched out his hand to pull over the potty.

He also glanced inwardly.

Yang Xinyan is so angry that she just wants to kick Fang Zhengyang to death. If this is the result, I will let you go out for a woolen thread. In the end, you will see everything.

Fang Zhengyang took out the bedpan, looked at the liquid inside, frowned and said, "Sister Xinyan, you are hot."

"You die for me." Yang Xinyan could not wait to kill Fang Zhengyang.

Fang Zhengyang then went to the bathroom with a smirk.

Fang Zhengyang finished washing Meng Yao, then took Meng Yao to dinner, and brought back a meal for Yang Xinyan.

Fang Zhengyang held the lunch box, sat beside Yang Xinyan, and then picked up the spoon.

Seeing that Fang Zhengyang was about to feed herself again, Yang Xinyan quickly said, "Zhengyang, give me the meal, I can do it myself."

Fang Zhengyang glared at Yang Xinyan and said domineeringly, "You are a patient now, you have to be obedient, understand?"

"No, I really can do it myself."

"I said no, no, open your mouth, ah..." Fang Zhengyang brought the spicy soup full of his saliva to Yang Xinyan's lips.

Yang Xinyan had no choice but to open her mouth.

Well, I've fed it a few times, and I don't care about one more time.

Yang Xinyan was leaning on the head of the bed, and Fang Zhengyang was feeding it carefully. The scene was warm and romantic.

Yang Xinyan actually enjoyed this feeling.

She looked at Fang Zhengyang's eyes and became gentle.

At this moment, footsteps sounded at the door, and soon, a man walked in.

Zhong Luohan.

"Xinyan, I heard that your foot was injured, so I came to see you..." Zhong Luohan said with a smile as he walked towards the ward, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face.