Chapter 1137

Seeing his poor appearance, Wen churan couldn't bear to expose him, so he simply let him stay in his arms.

I don't know how long later, the little head in my arms suddenly moved. I just heard the little milk can ask, "numb, aren't you angry with me?"

Wen churan snorted "angry."

After a pause, the conversation turned again, "but... If you tell me the reason, I can consider forgiving you."

The little milk can was silent.

Every time he mentioned it, he didn't speak. He was unwilling to tell her the reason.

Just then, the door was knocked, and Sheng Zhixun's cautious voice sounded outside, "fourth sister-in-law... Are you awake?"

As soon as he heard the sound, the little milk can immediately got into the bed and muttered unhappily, "it's all his fault. I'm going to support my stomach. I don't want to see him!"

Wen churan slapped on the ass of the small milk can. "Have I told you many times before that glutinous rice dumplings can only eat three or four. If you eat too much, you will make your stomach. You don't listen to me and eat a large plate. You have to blame others? He is your fifth uncle. He is related to you by blood. Don't talk about such rude words in the future! "

The little milk jar felt unconvinced, but was afraid of provoking numbness and anger. He had to hum twice and didn't speak again.

Wen churan said to the door, "I'm awake. Come in."

When the door was opened, Sheng Zhixun came in with a bowl of things. Then he put the bowl on the tea table and hurriedly said, "this is stomach nourishing porridge. I specially consulted the nutritionist before arranging the servant to do it. The nutritionist said that after having trouble with my stomach, I should eat something light to nourish my intestines and stomach."

When he spoke, he stammered and his eyes were flickering. He didn't dare to see Wen churan. He looked stiff. The action of clutching the corners of his clothes clearly reflected his tension at this time.

I must still be upset about what happened last night.

Wen churan knew, but he didn't know what to say. He just whispered, "bring the porridge."

Sheng Zhixun shook his head. "I'll put the porridge here and go out right away. Sister-in-law, feed it to the small milk can."

Seeing that he wanted to run away, Wen churan was confused. "What are you afraid of? I won't eat you. Bring the porridge first."

Sheng Zhixun carefully picked up the porridge and moved it to the bedside bit by bit.

Wen churan took the porridge and put it on the bedside table. Then he pulled out the small milk can in the quilt and stuffed it directly into Sheng Zhixun's arms. "Let the porridge cool here. You take the small milk can into the bathroom to wash."

"Me?!" Sheng Zhixun was startled. His face was full of miracles. He looked like holding a precious treasure in his hands. He was stiff and didn't dare to use too much force for fear that he might hurt the treasure in his hands.

"Still... Or fourth sister-in-law, come on, i... I..."

He was afraid that if he couldn't do it well, he would hurt the little milk can.

The little milk can was humming in Sheng Zhixun's arms, looking very reluctant.

Wen churan glared at him and he immediately stopped.

"All right, take him in." Wen churan's Xun road to prosperity.

Sheng Zhixun refused again, so he had to take a small milk can into the bathroom.

To tell the truth, in fact, Sheng Zhixun's heart is quite willing to take the small milk can to the bathroom to wash. After all, after what happened last night, he is particularly afraid that his fourth sister-in-law will be angry with himself and that the small milk can hate him more.

But because of what happened last night, he is now more cautious in the face of the small milk can, for fear that he will accidentally make a mistake again.