Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1711 Evil Intentions

As Nan Weiwei turned around, Nan Yifeng's magnified face suddenly appeared in front of her. Caught off guard, she crashed straight into him, her nose slamming hard against his solid chest.

"Ouch!" Nan Weiwei's eyes welled up with tears from the pain. She covered her nose with both hands, rubbing it as she glared angrily at Nan Yifeng and shouted, "Nan Yifeng, are you a ghost? Why did you suddenly stand behind me without making a sound? You're scaring me half to death, don't you know that?! If you're going to cook, can you please stop being so frightening!"

Nan Yifeng was bumped by Nan Weiwei and took a small step back. He looked at Nan Weiwei's face, which was contorted in pain, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes. However, he couldn't help but smile and explained softly, "Weiwei, you're being a bit unreasonable. Is this my fault? I need to open the refrigerator. There are some ingredients I need inside. You... were blocking my way."

Nan Weiwei then realized that she hadn't noticed Nan Yifeng was going to get something because she was so embarrassed.

She felt her cheeks burning hot, as if they had been roasted by fire, and wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes incessantly with her hands, and stammered, "I...I...Oh dear, this is so embarrassing."

Looking at Nan Weiwei's embarrassed yet adorable appearance, Nan Yifeng's smile deepened.

"Oh, I see... you thought I... hehe."

He stared at Nan Weiwei with a half-smile, saying nothing. His expression was unfathomable, and his deep eyes held countless secrets that made Nan Weiwei feel uneasy.

Nan Yifeng's expression was frightening.

Nan Weiwei felt her heart pounding as Nan Yifeng stared at her; she felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

"I...I'll move aside."

She instinctively moved aside and took two steps back, only to have her back slam against the wall with a thud, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

But Nan Yifeng seemed to be deliberately teasing her, approaching her step by step.

Nan Weiwei watched Nan Yifeng approach, her voice trembling with nervousness. She stammered, "Nan...Nan Yifeng, you...you calm down. Fu Yanchen is waiting for your medicinal meal. It's not good for you to laugh for too long, and Xiaomei is about to get up too. Don't do anything rash."

As she spoke, she tried to push Nan Yifeng away, but her strength was like a tickle to him, having no effect whatsoever.

Nan Yifeng continued to move closer until their noses were almost touching.

Looking at Nan Weiwei's flustered and shy eyes, he smiled slightly, revealing a mischievous grin, and said softly, "Weiwei, what are you afraid of? I'm not going to eat you, and it's normal for something to happen between us. We've been together before, and I know you... I know everything about you."

Nan Weiwei's face turned as red as a ripe apple. She turned her head away, not daring to look Nan Yifeng in the eye, and whispered, "Nan Yifeng, you... what did you say... I... I'm not scared at all. You... you should hurry up and make the medicinal meal, don't waste time."

Looking at Nan Weiwei's adorable appearance, Nan Yifeng couldn't help but chuckle softly.

He reached out and gently pinched Nan Weiwei's cheek, saying, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'll go make some medicinal food now. You just stay here and wait, don't wander off. Anyway, it's the weekend today, we'll go see Xiaoxiao together later."

After saying that, he turned to work, leaving Nan Weiwei alone leaning against the wall, panting heavily, her heart still pounding.

Nan Weiwei watched Nan Yifeng's retreating figure, feeling both ashamed and annoyed. She thought to herself: This Nan Yifeng always loves to tease people, but... it seems quite interesting.

A happy smile unconsciously crept onto her lips. She then straightened her clothes and hair, intending to check on Nan Yifeng's preparation of the medicinal cuisine.

Nan Yifeng was focused on his work, and the medicinal food in the pot was emitting a fragrant aroma.

In the kitchen, warm yellow light softly spills into every corner, adding a touch of coziness to this small space.

Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng were standing close together, intently preparing Xu Xiaoxiao's medicinal diet.

Nan Yifeng skillfully cut various ingredients with nimble and precise movements, each slice being cut into a uniform size;

Nan Weiwei helped by handing over the seasonings, her eyes fixed on the changes in the pot, occasionally offering her own suggestions.

The two worked together seamlessly, exchanging smiles from time to time, their smiles filled with sweetness and happiness.

Just then, the bedroom door creaked open, and Xiaomei walked out, still sleepy-eyed.

She was wearing loose pajamas, her hair was still a little messy, and she was rubbing her eyes as she walked towards the kitchen, muttering, "I'm so hungry, let's see what's good to eat."

When Xiaomei walked into the kitchen and saw Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng standing close together, her eyes widened instantly, and her previously dazed mind cleared up immediately.

She was taken aback at first, then an involuntary smile crept onto her face. She chuckled dryly, a hint of mockery in her voice, and said, "Oh dear, looks like I've come at the wrong time. Sorry to have disturbed you two."

Before Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng could react, Xiaomei, like a startled rabbit, quickly turned around and ran towards the bedroom, shouting as she ran, "You guys continue, continue! I didn't see anything!"

She was moving so fast that it seemed as if something terrifying was chasing her.

Nan Weiwei watched Xiao Mei's hurriedly running away, initially looking bewildered, but then realized that Xiao Mei must have misunderstood.

She stamped her feet in frustration and shouted, "Xiaomei, come back! It's not what you think!" But Xiaomei had already run far away and couldn't hear her calls at all.

Nan Weiwei turned her head and looked at Nan Yifeng, saying helplessly, "Oh no, Xiaomei must have misunderstood. We were really just studying recipes to make medicinal food for Xiaoxiao, why doesn't she believe us?"

Nan Yifeng couldn't help but laugh when he saw Nan Weiwei's anxious expression.

He reached out and gently patted Nan Weiwei's head, comforting her, "It's alright, Weiwei, don't worry. Xiaomei just likes to joke around, and so what if there's a misunderstanding? We've been together before, and we're back together now."

Nan Weiwei said, "You're the one who made up with me unilaterally, and now you're going to dump me."

Nan Yifeng said, "Hmm, I'll dump you when I'm in a bad mood."

Nan Weiwei...

After a while, the medicinal meal was ready.

Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng brought the medicinal meal to the bedroom door, gently knocked, and said, "Xiaomei, the medicinal meal is ready. Come out and eat some. We're going to the hospital to see Xiaoxiao later. Are you coming?"

The door slowly opened, and Xiaomei peeked out with a mischievous smile on her face.

She looked at Nan Weiwei and Nan Yifeng and said, "Hehe, I knew you two would come. Actually, I didn't have any bad intentions, I just wanted to tease you. Come on, let me try this medicinal cuisine."

After saying that, she took the medicinal meal and ate it in big mouthfuls, giving a thumbs up as she ate and saying, "Mmm, it tastes really good."

Hospital,,,,