Peng Shupei packed up his things, and when he closed the medical box, he glanced at Fu Xiangwan more. Then he picked up the medical box and prepared to leave, and when he turned around, he said to Tan Xiyue, who was carefully tucked in the corner for Fu Xiangwan: "I'll wait for you downstairs." ”

"Okay." Tan Xiyue turned around, presumably Peng Shupei had something to say to him.

Peng Shupei left first, but Guan Yiwei stepped forward and looked at Fu Xiangwan's quiet and delicate sleeping face: "Old Seven, if Qiao Zexuan knew that his woman had gone to your bed, would they say they would break up?" ”

Tan Xiyue tucked the quilt for a moment, turned his head sideways, and his three-dimensional and deep face was cut by the light, half-light and half-dark, which was a little unreal, but the darkness under his eyes was like a bottomless black hole, locking Guan Yiwei and making him breathe for a while.

Guan Yiwei only felt a chill on his back, and Tan Xiyue's voice sounded in his ears, very light, but very majestic, which made people not refuse: "He won't know." ”

One sentence knocked out the bad idea in Guan Yiwei's heart, and he was not allowed to talk about it.

"Old Seven, if they don't break up, don't think about having a show." Guan Yiwei tilted his head, looking at his pale expression, as if he couldn't mess up his position.

"You're thinking too much." Tan Xiyue turned off all the lights and only lit the lamp at the head of the bed.

"Actually, you should shoot when you should, don't be shy." Guan Yiwei noticed that Fu Xiangwan was wearing a men's T-shirt, although he only saw a neck, he was sure that he was talking about Xiyue.

"The patient needs to rest." The corners of Tan Xiyue's lips were soft, his hands were in his pockets, and he turned to leave.

Although Guan Yiwei is very reasonable, this problem cannot solve the problem. According to Fu Xiangwan's character, he may hate him to death for the rest of his life.

Guan Yiwei followed and didn't say anything more, just raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling sorry.

Downstairs, Peng Shupei was picking up a newspaper and flipping through it, and when he saw Tan Xiyue coming down, he raised his eyelids: "Old Seven, that's really Qiao Zexuan's woman......

"I'm not sure." Tan Xiyue sat down, poured a glass of water, and drank it lightly.

"It's good that you know what to do. I won't say more, after the drip, you get the needle for her, and I'll go back to rest first. Peng Shuxing didn't stop long.

When Guan Yiwei was about to stay at the beginning, Tan Xiyue smiled and said, "Yiwei, Shupei is still waiting for you to carry the medical kit." ”

After leaving, Tan Xiyue walked back to the second floor, the bedroom was extremely quiet, outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the drizzle, the leaves swaying, and the sound of swaying. He walked over, drew the tulle curtains, folded back to the bed, and sat down in a splendid European-style court single sofa.

Low-key luxury, calm aristocratic temperament, handsome face, he is like a proud king, looking down on the world. The light-colored light gilded his face, softening the cold lines. And in his pupils, there was only Fu Xiangwan's quiet and soft sleeping face, and his thin lips slightly hooked up a soft smile.

Tan Xiyue opened the wallet in his trouser pocket and took out a platinum necklace from the mezzanine, the necklace was a three-dimensional sphere, and the diamonds on it were shining.

He opened it gently, and the photo inside, Fu Xiangwan was elegant and elegant, and the beauty had a smile on her face, but when his eyes fell on the man who was hugging her next to her, his eyebrows frowned almost inaudibly, and then there was a smile of unknown meaning on his thin lips: "Qiao Zexuan, you seem to be too much of an eyesore." ”

In the silence of the night, only the breeze gently stirred the curtains.

At this time, Qiao Zexuan, who was in the hospital after the drip, was discharged from the hospital and was driven back to the famous capital of the family heirloom by the driver. Qiao Zexuan was distracted all the way, looking at the rain falling on the car window, thinking of Fu Xiangwan's wet hair when he came to see him, and his forehead was smashed by his father, his heart was inexplicably tight. He pulled out his phone, and the call came in, it was an unfamiliar number, but he knew who it belonged to. Someone he didn't want to see, someone he hated deeply.

Qiao Zexuan hung up the phone in distraught, and then dialed Fu Xiangwan's mobile phone, after the phone was connected, he took a deep breath before saying, "Xiangwan, have you rested?" I know I'm not doing well enough to disappoint you again, but I believe I'll give you happiness, we get married after I master Joe's, and you're waiting to be my most beautiful bride, okay? ”

On the other end of the phone, Qiao Zexuan only answered with the sound of even and thin breathing, and he said lightly: "It's too late, you better have a good rest, call me if you have something." ”

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Zexuan breathed a long sigh of relief from the depths of his heart, and his chest was still sore and painful. Until he got home, Qiao Zexuan didn't recover from this feeling of suffocation.

He threw himself into the sofa, rested his head on the armrest of the sofa, stretched his long legs straight, put one hand above his eyes, closed his eyes and rested, but he was not sleepy, and the whole person was extremely awake. It was already three o'clock in the morning.

The doorbell rang outside the door, and he sat up from the couch and looked up at the cold door, which was the doorbell of his house. Who will be the third watch in the middle of the night? Could it be Fu Xiangwan? Because he just called to him?

He tidied up his slightly messy black hair, stroked the wrinkles on his shirt, and opened the door with a light smile on the corner of his lips, but when he saw the comer, he immediately froze the smile on his lips, and replaced it with a handsome facial features that rejected people, and his pure black eyes were frozen with frost, and his hand on the doorknob also unconsciously increased its strength.

"Zexuan, long time no see." The voice of the woman outside the door was as soft as water, delicate and gentle, and melodious.

The woman's fair cheeks, bright star-like apricot eyes, and soft red lips with pink lip gloss are soft and frozen, seductive and sinful. She wore a simple and elegant peach-colored dress, and she knew that it was made by an international master when she saw the cut. Every detail exudes nobility and elegance. Her long, shiny, soft black hair was tied into a simple ponytail, and the ends were softly curled. The snow-white slender neck is as perfect as a white swan, with a tall figure, a slender fit, and slender jade legs.

"It's long enough, so long that I thought we'd never see each other again in our lives." Qiao Zexuan sneered, and it was not difficult to hear a thick sarcasm in his words.

The smile on Shen Shiyu's face was a little unnatural, but she quickly recovered, still smiling sweetly: "Don't you invite me in to sit?" ”

"It's late at night, it's inconvenient." Qiao Zexuan rejected her.

Shen Shiyu's big eyes were gloomy with injury, and her eyelashes trembled weakly: "Zexuan, are you still angry?" She said quietly, and then bloomed into a more bewitching smile, as if to promise, "This time I will return to China and never leave." ”

"It doesn't matter to me whether you go or stay." Qiao Zexuan still didn't soften his attitude because of her pitiful expression.

"Zexuan, I'll come to see you as soon as I get off the plane, and talk to me, are you willing?" Shen Shiyu's bright and moving face was sad, and the tears that were about to fall were rolling in her eyes, soft and moving.

Behind her was a trolley box, standing alone.

"You're overestimating yourself." His brow furrowed, his dark eyes looking at her calmly.

"If you were willing, you wouldn't have had a car accident when you got my call." She spoke proudly and confidently.

Qiao Zexuan looked at her, his throat tightened, and then Shen Shiyu stepped forward and hugged him: "Zexuan, I miss you, I miss you very much." ”

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The important female No. 2 in this article is back to Bird, and Qishao is also ready to dig into the corner of the wall to see how these two people "separated" Qiao Gongzi and Doctor Fu.

Recommend Ye Zi's pet essay "The Gentle Love of the Young Husband", the black-bellied mayor and Little Red Riding Hood have a trick, single-minded, lingering.

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