Tyrant Son-in-law

Although Hu Yiming and Nuan live in the same room, they do not sleep in the same bed.    

    

Hu Yiming asked the waiter for an extra quilt and slept on the sofa.    

    

Seeing this, Nuan felt a little guilty.    

    

Before Nuan said anything, Hu Yiming said first, "If you really feel sorry for me, then quickly go to the bathroom and take a bath. I've already adjusted the water temperature for you. It's warm."    

    

Nuan nodded when she heard that. She knew it wasn't good to refuse Hu Yiming.    

    

Hu Yiming sat on the sofa and took out his phone. He found a runner on the internet and bought some clothes for Nuan.    

    

Because Hu Yiming gave a lot of money, he sent them away very quickly.    

    

Before Nuan finished her shower, the doorbell rang.    

    

Hu Yiming walked over in his slippers, opened the door and handed the clothes to Hu Yiming.    

    

Hu Yiming took the bag and closed the door. Then, he opened the bag and touched the material. Luckily, he was not fooled by the runner.    

    

"There's clothes at the door. You can take a shower and change into them later." Hu Yiming took out a bag of pajamas and put it at the bathroom door.    

    

Nuan, who was bathing in the bathroom, was stunned. She turned off the water and listened to Hu Yiming's footsteps as he walked away.    

    

She clutched her chest and silently opened the door.    

    

There was a bag of clothes in front of the door. She quickly carried the bag to the bathroom and closed the door.    

    

Then, she looked at the pink pajamas inside the bag. The Eye's Color was blinking slightly, the clothes were very comfortable, and the color was something she liked as well.    

    

Is this the feeling of having a brother?    

    

The corner of Nuan's mouth curled up. This was probably the only thing that made her happy today.    

    

Hu Yiming was sitting on the sofa with a laptop in hand as he processed his work.    

    

"Pa da pa da." Footsteps rang out.    

    

Hu Yiming frowned and looked up. In the end, he saw Nuan, whose hair was still wet, walk out in her pink pajamas that he bought.    

    

His whole body was moist, and his face, due to the bath, was exceptionally tender.    

    

However, the areas that had previously been scalded until they were red and swollen still had to be occasionally red.    

    

"Come and sit down." Hu Yiming pointed at the seat next to him. His tone was quite gentle.    

    

Nuan nodded and looked at Hu Yiming in confusion. She did not know what Hu Yiming was going to do.    

    

Hu Yiming went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer and inserted it into the rack under the sofa.    

    

It blew on Nuan's hair for a while.    

    

Nuan looked at him in astonishment. The warm wind blew against her hair, warming it.    

    

Nuan had never used a hair dryer before, so her hair was naturally dry. Since she was young, her hair had either been cut by herself or by the grandma next door.    

    

There was no hairdryer at Grandma's house.    

    

Nuan had seen it on television before.    

    

He didn't think that it would actually feel like this when used. It felt so comfortable.    

    

Nuan's hair was slightly long and had reached her waist. That was why Hu Yiming had dried his hair after blowing on it for more than ten minutes.    

    

At this time, Nuan was already drowsy and her eyelids were moving up and down.    

    

Seeing this, a hint of gentleness flashed across Hu Yiming's eyes. To be honest, he didn't feel much kinship with his brothers and sisters who were related by blood since he was young.    

    

On the other hand, Nuan was related to him by blood, and in her heart, she was a very clean person.    

    

Hu Yiming didn't know whether Nuan's heart would be as clean as it was now after she realized the outside world.    

    

However, this didn't stop Hu Yiming from being nice to her.    

    

If that day really came.    

    

Hu Yiming's Eye's Color sunk. He turned around and walked towards his luggage and took out a bottle of ointment.    

    

Nuan, who was originally sleepy, suddenly felt a chill. She looked up in surprise and saw Hu Yiming smearing an ointment on her injured neck.    

    

"Older Brother Yiming?" Nuan said.    

    

Hu Yiming chuckled. "Don't move. It's almost done."    

    

Nuan nodded. Not long later, Hu Yiming gave her the ointment. The pain on her neck and face was much better now.    

    

"What kind of ointment is this? Use it well." Nuan looked at the white jar on Hu Yiming's phone.    

    

Hu Yiming smiled, "I made it myself. If you like it, I'll give it to you."    

    

Hu Yiming handed it over to Nuan.    

    

Nuan took over the surprise, "Then, Older Brother Yiming, do you not have any more?"    

    

"What are you thinking about? The ointment was made by me, how can I not have it?"    

    

Nuan nodded, stood up and put the ointment in her luggage.    

    

Actually, Nuan didn't have much luggage. She only had a few changes of clothes in a small black bag.    

    

It wasn't because Hu Lao San and co. didn't want to prepare for Nuan, but they knew that even if they did, Nuan might not be able to get in.    

    

Hu Shaoguang would always prepare new things for Nuan, and those things were much better than those in the mountain village.    

    

"Go to sleep. I'll take you out for a walk tomorrow." Hu Yiming put the laptop on the tea table casually.    

    

Nuan blinked. "Don't you think we should go to the hospital and take care of Uncle Hu?"    

    

"We don't need to take care of that old man."    

    

Saying that, Hu Yiming had already taken off his shoes and laid on the sofa, covering himself with a blanket. "Sleep early."    

    

Nuan nodded and didn't ask any further questions. She helped Hu Yiming turn off the light and then went to bed.    

    

But neither of them slept.    

    

Nuan was thinking about her uncles in the village and Hu Shaoguang lying in the hospital.    

    

Hu Yiming was thinking about Yue Yihan.    

    

As they thought about it, the two of them unknowingly fell asleep.    

    

The next day.    

    

When Hu Yiming woke up, he saw a pair of bright eyes. Hu Yiming's eyes turned cold and a frightening coldness burst out from them.    

    

"Older Brother Yiming." Nuan was so frightened that she staggered two steps back.    

    

The way Older Brother Yiming looked at people just now was so scary.    

    

Hu Yiming's pupils contracted. He realized that the person in front of him was Nuan. He apologized, "Sorry, I'm a little angry from getting up. I don't like being stared at like this."    

    

Nuan shook her head. "It's alright. I shouldn't have looked at you like that."    

    

Hu Yiming chuckled. "Pack it up, I'll take you out for dinner."    

    

Nuan nodded.    

    

Half an hour later, Nuan and Hu Yiming were together …    

    

Downstairs.    

    

Yesterday, because Nuan had something on her mind, she didn't have a good look at this hotel. When she went downstairs today, Nuan was curious about this luxurious hotel which was filled with glazed lights everywhere.    

    

Wow, it looked even better than on TV. I wonder if my uncles have ever been to this kind of place before.    

    

"Watch the way." Seeing that Nuan was about to hit a vase, Hu Yiming pulled Nuan's wrist and said helplessly.    

    

Nuan looked up apologetically, "I'm sorry, Older Brother Yiming."    

    

"Don't mention it. Apologize. I don't want to hear it." Hu Yiming repeated it again with a serious expression.    

    

Nuan looked at his expression and thought that he was angry. She quickly said, "I know Older Brother Yiming, don't be angry."    

    

Hu Yiming smiled, "Alright, let's go."    

    

The two of them got on the elevator.    

    

Nuan was still afraid of elevators. As the elevator descended, her lips became tighter and tighter.