Sweet Wife in My Arms

Lei Qingyi looked at Yan Huan before it got awkward.

As for Yan Huan, she didn't have much of a reaction. In any case, all these wounds were in the past. Moreover, how could she not have any injuries as a stuntwoman? If they wouldn't get injured, then what was the need for them?

"I will get some food for you to eat." Yan Huan stood up and walked to the car. She went through the stuff for a long time before taking out a box of self-heating rice. Lei Qingyi's eyes lit up after seeing the box of self-heating rice. It was hot.

"Give it to the kids to eat," Lu Yi saw that there were still some young kids. He didn't mind. It was a cold day and the children might not be able to take it.

"There are a lot." Yan Huan tore open the packet and poured water into it. She then covered the lid.

"It is quite a lot." Yi Ling nodded. "I was afraid I wouldn't have enough to eat and bought dozens of packets."

"Can I?" Lei Qingyi's stomach growled. He wasn't full from before. How could half a packet of instant noodles be enough for him? He was tall and had a big appetite.

"Don't you know how to take it yourself?"

Yi Ling rolled her eyes again. "Do I need to serve you?" She was already upset that she had to share her food with others. Moreover it is this man now, calling her a bitch and had touched her breasts. At this thought, she wanted to poke him with a needle.

Of course, Lei Qingyi didn't understand the anger in her eyes. He ran to the car unceremoniously and counted the food and water inside. His heart warmed. There was so much. He was thinking that he might need to find some tree branches and bark to eat to stay alive if he was hungry. Now, he didn't need to and there was everything. Lady Luck was shining on him.

He took out a self-heating steamboat from inside. This was more delicious than the white rice and much hotter.

The rest of the people sat at the side eating their instant noodles and drinking water. Their backs weAfter re touching each other and some had already fallen asleep.

a night of worrying and terror, they finally could heave a sigh of relief. Many of them had broken down at this moment.

Lei Qingyi sighed before he put back the self-heating steamboat from the car. He took his half-eaten instant noodles and started chomping it down. However as he left, he picked up the self-heating steamboat packet again.

"For you," Lei Qingyi extended his hand and placed the self-heating steamboat packet he was holding in front of Yi Ling. It was time to eat now.

Lei Qingyi sat down and ate his half-eaten instant noodles. He didn't feel much. He was craving for the packet of rice that was in front of Yan Huan and he could smell its fragrant from where he was. Even though it wasn't as fragrant as a bowl of rice that had just been cooked, that smell was incredibly familiar and was too much for him.

Yan Huan opened the lid and placed the packet of rice in front of Lu Yi.

"Eat."

Lu Yi took it over but passed her chopsticks.

"You eat."

"Alright," Yan Huan laughed and didn't wait for politeness. She took over the chopsticks and wolfed down a few mouthfuls of rice. The rice was pretty nice, especially for someone who hadn't eaten anything hot in a long time, it was indeed nicer and more fragrant than anything else. Most importantly, it was hot, hot, hot. It was hot and felt warm in her hands.

However, she only ate a few mouthfuls before placing the chopsticks back in Lu Yi's hand. "I am full, if you don't mind my leftovers." She was a little embarrassed.

Nobody likes to eat leftovers. This is especially so for those from the Lu family.

Lu Yi furrowed his brows, "You're eating so little?" Was this woman a cat, how could she be full from a few mouthfuls..

"I have always eaten so few, do you not know?" Yan Huan wanted to comfort Lu Yi with her words but as soon as she said it, it was a little awkward. She took over the first aid kit and prepared to look at the rest, to see if they were injured.

Lu Yi placed the box of rice in front of him before eating it ferociously. It had been a night and a day and was exhausted throughout the night. He had worried the entire night and was thirsty and hungry. Only now did he replenish some of his nutrients. If not, even a body made of steel would not be able to pull through this.

Yi Ling carried the packet of steamboat that she had cooked and looked at the pitiful looking burly guy beside her. He was a big man but his face was filled with grievances. He would still smile at her.

He looked foolish through and through.

It was a pity that he had a great height.

Yi Ling gave into fate as she placed the packet into Lei Qingyi's hands. "You eat, you are so tall, how can one packet of noodles be enough?"

"Thanks," Lei Qingyi quickly grabbed the chopsticks and wolfed down the food. He was incredibly hungry indeed and after wolfing down half of it, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead.

It was a satisfying sweat.

He continued stuffing his mouth, this felt incredible. This was more flavourful than any other real hotpot he had been to. Yes, he remembered the brand. When he returned, he most buy a few cartons of them to store up.

Yan Huan went to where the rest were resting before placing the first-aid kit down.

"Beautiful sister, can you help me paste a plaster?"

A small boy walked up and squatted in front of her. He then pointed at his forehead. There was a small wound and the skin had been rubbed off. It looked pretty painful.

In the past when his mother was around, she would apply some medicine for him when he fell and would paste a plaster. It stopped hurting immediately.

"Alright," Yan Huan opened the first-aid kit and took out a bandage. She dipped it in a little water and slowly rubbed the child's face. His face was small and white and his pupils were a faint blue. It was almost like the sky, clean and clear.

She took out a cotton bud and dipped it into some medicated water. She helped the child to disinfect his wound.

Even though it hurt, the boy endured the pain.

Yan Huan took out a plaster from the first aid box and paste it on his forehead.

"Okay."

"Thank you, sister," The boy touched his forehead as he broke out into a smile. His teeth resembled glutinous rice. Yan Huan rubbed his head but her eyes started spewing tears. She had an unspeakable pain and sadness within her.

Child, are your parents still around, do you still have family. Or are you like me, alone.

Yi Ling took out her phone and snapped a picture. She sighed in her heart. Even though there was no signal, her phone still had battery to take photos.

Yan Huan helped them clean their wound. But it was a small wound and wasn't as serious as Lei Qingyi or Lu Yi.