Ye Qianmo appreciated the frightened eyes of women, and cigarettes were comfortable: "When you think of doing so, you should understand the end."

The door opened, blocking the two worlds, and also blocked the screams of women. In the hospital's room, the moonlight was obliquely shown by the window sill to the woman on the sick bed.

Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Youxin, who was asleep, and depicts Xia Youxin's smooth forehead. The small and strong nose bridge and his lips were kept tightly. Such a girl was a gift from God, but she did not belong to herself.

Slowly leaned over to Xia Youxin, Xue Wenjun's heart jumped and jumped. He could already feel the faint aroma of Xia Youxin, and he could even hear the sound of the other party's soothing breathing.

There was only one finger left in the lips to the forehead.

"Mr. Xue." There was a faint voice behind him. Xue Wenjun turned around. Zhang Fengyi looked at himself with a smile. I don't know how long it was.

"President Ye wants to ask you to blow the cold wind outside and change his mood." Zhang Fengyi swept Xia Youxin calmly, saying it meaningful.

"If I said no." Xue Wenjun stood up and looked at Zhang Fengyi: "If you want to compete with Ye Qianmo, I may not lose."

Xue Wenjun's aura is full of anger, with ruthlessness, Zhang Fengyi is calm, and even said to Xue Wenjun with some hints: "But who is Miss Xia's heart? Who is waiting for?

Is it? With Xia Youxin's betting, President Ye has never lost. "

Xue Wenjun's lips were tightly tight, Zhang Fengyi said nothing wrong, Xia Youxin's wound herself could not heal.

"Mr. Xue, please." Zhang Fengyi waved his hand outside the door.

When the door opened again, it brought a cold breath, but suddenly landed suddenly after seeing the woman on the bed. Ye Qianmo walked into Xia Youxin and gently brushed Xia Youxin's hair that was sticking to his cheeks.

Silk.

"How do you always learn and not take care of himself." Ye Qianmo leaned slightly and looked at Xia Youxin's eyebrows. Xia Youxin's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and Ye Qianmo subconsciously wanted to flatten Xia Youxin's sorrow.

The cold fingers touched slightly, but there was no way to let Xia Youxin frown and let go. Ye Qianmo sighed softly and printed a cold kiss on Xia Youxin's lips.

The surrounding area was dark, and Xia You was in horror to find the way out. Not far away, a light came from the entrance.

"Ye Qianmo?" Xia Youxin murmured.

"Grasp me, I'll take you away." Ye Qianmo looked at Xia Youxin with a smile, and stretched out his hand to encourage Xia Youxin.

Before caught, the other party suddenly turned and left: "Don't!"

Xia Youxin screamed to sit up from the bed, Xue Wenjun immediately soothed Xia Youxin: "What's wrong?"

I watched Xue Wenjun a few seconds before Xia Youxin returned to God. "It's okay, just have a nightmare."

"Ms. Xia, I am the dean of this hospital. I will take care of your own past few days. You can rest assured."

Xia Youxin smiled politely to the doctor and turned to Xue Wenjun: "I want to go back to Washington, after all, I didn't go to Mary for two days."

The dean looked at Xue Wenjun with some uncertainty. After all, the man instructed Xia Youxin to recuperate in the hospital. "Ready to discharge." Xue Wenjun said to the dean, turned his head softly to Xia Youxin, "

I should do whatever you should. "

"Mr. Xue, this
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