The bright sunshine seems to coat his side face with a layer of golden light, just like Lin Xiaoxiao, a god, who suddenly wants to be touched gently by him.
It may be that Lin Xiaoxiao’s eyes are too eager. He looks up at the original calm eyes and suddenly has a joy.
"How does it feel to wake up?"
He got up and walked over to hold her hand without infusion. "Does your head still hurt?" Lin Xiaoxiao shook his head consciously but made her head more dizzy. Lin Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and frowned painfully.
Yan Lang’s eyes were a bit worried. He sat sideways on the bed with his thumbs. Lin Xiaoxiao massaged his temples with just the right strength to make Lin Xiaoxiao feel a little better. She just opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. "Thank you." Lin Xiaoxiao also wanted to blame Yan Lang. If he hadn’t gone so far last night, she might not have got sick.
But when I was worried about his eyes, all the complaints turned into comfort.
"I’m fine, but my head is dizzy." Lin Xiaoxiao raised his hand on his arm and smiled softly. Yan Lang’s face flashed a bit annoyed. "It’s all my fault."
"But I also enjoyed it. Hey."
Lin Xiaoxiao interrupted Yan Lang’s remorse. She wanted to laugh, but as soon as she laughed, she coughed. Yan Lang quickly lifted her arm from her body and gently lifted her up, letting her lean on her body and holding her with the other hand, patting Lin Xiaoxiao’s back to help her relieve discomfort.
In the whole process, Lin Xiaoxiao felt that Yan Lang’s care was more warm than an apology. Lin Xiaoxiao felt that watching what he did was more warm.
Make sure she doesn’t cough. Yan Lang just visible poured a glass of water, carefully fed Lin Xiaoxiao half a cup of Yan Lang, and put Lin Xiaoxiao back to bed. Lin Xiaoxiao lay in bed and watched Yan Lang take his temperature for a while, then ran upstairs to bring porridge, as busy as a gyro.
Lin Xiaoxiao feels tired when he looks at it, but Yan Lang seems to enjoy it. He is not dissatisfied at all, and he will ask Lin Xiaoxiao if there is anything else in a particularly gentle tone.
Nervous, constantly asking questions
In the end, Lin Xiaoxiao thought he was troublesome.
It’s just a cold
She raised her hand and pushed Yan Lang over her face. "Yan Lang, aren’t you tired?" Lin Xiaoxiao’s hand was soft and she was sick. She didn’t have the strength to push him. It’s almost the same as touching. Yan Lang held Lin Xiaoxiao’s hand and kissed Lin Xiaoxiao lovingly. She looked at Lin Xiaoxiao lying in bed. Her face still had some reds and looked gaunt and pitiful.
Yan Lang couldn’t help thinking that she was in high spirits when she was in Maldives.
"Get better soon." Yan Lang touched her cheek and suddenly became quiet to worry that Lin Xiaoxiao’s heart was a little sour.
He must be particularly worried.
"I won’t worry soon." Lin Xiaoxiao held Yan Lang’s hand back and smiled and closed his eyes. "Well, I’m going to sleep for a while. You go to work." Lin Xiaoxiao said this with closed eyes and fell asleep soon. This sleeping speed made Yan Lang laugh.
"Get well soon, my baby"
Yan Lang bowed his head and kissed Lin Xiaoxiao on the cheek. Looking at her quietly made Yan Lang feel very satisfied, as if he could never get enough of it.
Yan Lang carefully pulled out the needle for her after dropping the medicine in the medicine bottle, pressed the pinhole to make sure that there would be no bleeding, and then Yan Lang put her hand back in the quilt and went downstairs with the medicine bottle.
"What happened to Xiao Xiao?"
Xia Jinyu is pruning roses. See him in the building and bring him a bottle of processed roses. "Take this and you will feel better when you see flowers when you are sick. Maybe you will get better when you are sick."
"Thank you, Mom. Xiaoxiao still has a fever, but it’s better than early."
Yan Lang put the medicine bottle in a special place, and the doctor will take it back when he comes. When he finishes these preparations, he will hear his mother say again, "Although you are young, you should be temperate in some things. Since you are so longitudinal, you should protect her more."
Watch out for where Yan Lang’s foot stumbled and almost fell.
"mom"
It’s a bit humiliating that he is an old man and his mother scolded him for that kind of thing.
But his room has a good sound insulation effect in the building. How did Mom know?
Know mother Yan Lang suspected that Xia Jinyu had already seen through her eyes as soon as they were exposed.
"The upstairs bathroom told me that the steam was still wet when I got up."
From this point, we can roughly calculate when we passed the bathroom, so it is not difficult to infer everything.
Yan Lang made a big red face directly. He coughed a dry cough and lost a sentence "I know" and fled. There is a detective mother at home who is sometimes embarrassed.
Yan Lang is still used to living by himself.
Lin Xiaoxiao asked for leave with a fever, but other workers continued to work. When Ma Yafang arrived at the company early, his face was very ugly. Even with makeup, he had a bleak feeling, which was brought out of his bones.
After seeing Yan Lang, Ma Yafang was deeply upset. Last night, she didn’t sleep at all, but she kept calling to find out that she was involved with Yan Lu’s family, but no one was willing to help her.
Ma Yafang knew that he had no way to go.
She feels that she is still young and has a lot to do. The day before, she was in high spirits and looked down on everyone, but now she is going to the altar.
Want to go?
There seems to be no choice in this problem.
Ying Fei rarely got up early. Originally, he sent Weibo to invite the water army to take credit, but he wanted to tell Ma Yafang about it. But the next day, the company was blocked. Ying Fei was not clever but not stupid. He knew that he had done something wrong. From that day on, he was particularly afraid that his company would know that he wanted Ma Yafang back.
Because Ma Yafang can save him.
But after Ma Yafang came back, he also couldn’t help it. He got up early and waited for Ma Yafang at the Lushi Group. He really let him wait:
Chapter 27 Field
“honey”
Ying Fei saw Ma Yafang rushing over in surprise as usual, but when he saw Ma Yafang’s face, his steps hesitated. Vaguely, he felt that something important had happened. "honey, are you unwell?"
"uncomfortable"
Ma Yafang sneered at her and glanced at Yingfei lightly and shook her head. "Don’t come to me again."
Now she sees Ying Fei with hate and deep disgust.
If it weren’t for Ying Fei’s trouble to find Lin Xiaoxiao, would she have fallen to this point?
A generation of conscientious people look at their faces and succeed on their own. Who thought that in the end, they offended the last person who should be offended?