Xu Nanxing's dependent eyes made Shen Sijue feel soft in his heart.
He lowered his head and kissed Xu Nanxing's dry lips. The gentle kiss made Xu Nanxing feel a little solemn.
"You're right, I won't let you lose."
The man's low promise was imprinted on Xu Nanxing's heart like a curse. It was heavy, but very calm and peaceful.
She nestled in Shen Sijue's arms and gradually fell asleep.
During this period, a nurse came to check Xu Nanxing's temperature and left after confirming that the temperature had cooled down.
The moonlight outside the window was hazy, falling on the man's eyebrows. You could clearly see that he was looking down at the girl in his arms, and the fondness in his eyes was so thick that it was impossible to get rid of it.
…
"Oh my God, you haven't seen it. Master Shen is so gentle. He has been taking care of his wife all night, and his eyes have not moved away for a second!"
After taking the temperature, the little nurse ran back to the nurse station with an almost gossipy face, "The Master Shen was afraid of waking her up, so he talked to me in a very soft voice. Oh my god, I have been to his ward so many times, this is the first time I feel like He is a warm, living person!”
The little nurse was starry-eyed and full of envy.
The other nurse wanted to hear Xu Nanxing's soul pierce her soul, "That's right, that's right, I went to deliver medicine in the evening, and Master Shen didn't even eat. He was just waiting for his wife to come with him. It's so sweet!"
There was a sigh of relief in the nurse's station. The little nurse who originally had illusions about Shen Sijue also calmed down and gave up her thoughts.
The nurses have given up the idea of coveting Shen Sijue, but Zhang Lanxin has not yet.
Even though Shen Sijue looked at her with disdain and broke her heart with his words, she still liked her and was obsessed with him.
Zhang Lanxin attributed Shen Sijue's cruelty to Xu Nanxing. As soon as she returned to her room in the Xu family, she seemed to be driven by an inexplicable force.
Zhang Lan was filled with resentment and resentment, and threw things on the floor.
Vase, mirror, cosmetics...
No one she touched was spared.
The voice of ping pong ping ping pushed Zhang Ling's attention. She pushed the door and flew towards her with a eyeliner. trace.
"Lan Xin, what are you doing!"
After being frightened for a while, Zhang Ling calmed down and looked at Zhang Lanxin displeasedly, "The house is being demolished. Do you know how expensive these things are to buy back?"
Zhang Lanxin knew that Zhang Ling was still valuable, so she smoothed her hair, suppressed her anger and put on a look of shame on her face, and walked over to hold Zhang Ling's hand.
"I'm sorry, aunt, I'm just in a bad mood."
She bit her lip and looked pitiful as she was about to cry. "It's all my fault. Auntie, are you okay?"
After all, Zhang Lanxin was raised by Zhang Ling.
When she saw that her niece was about to cry, she lost most of her anger and said, "Forget it, do you have any makeup remover? Come and wipe it for me."
"Yes, aunt, please wait a moment, I will get it for you."
Zhang Lanxin helped Zhang Ling sit down on the sofa, and used makeup remover wipes to wipe off the traces of eyeliner bit by bit.
"Lan Xin, who made you angry just now?" Zhang Ling couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Lanxin stopped moving her hands and lowered her face, "Who else could it be? I don't understand. Auntie, why do you think she insists on being at odds with me and getting between me and Si Jue?"
Zhang Ling held Zhang Lanxin's hand and looked up at her with the loving face of an elder.
"Lan Xin, don't rush this kind of thing. Xu Nanxing stayed with Mr. Shen for a few more months, and he still has some feelings for you. You, don't be anxious, otherwise everything will turn against you. What if Mr. Shen doesn't like you because of this? ?”
Zhang Lanxin's face was tense, and she was a little unsure of what happened now.
"Auntie, what do you think I should do?"
Zhang Ling must have been very capable when she was able to pry away her uncle!
Zhang Ling smiled and patted Zhang Lanxin's hand with a proud face, "Four words - play hard to get."
After saying that, she left the room, leaving Zhang Lanxin alone, frowning and thinking.
Think about it slowly.
Zhang Ling went downstairs.
If you want to understand this, no matter if he is Shen Sijue, Zhang Sijue or Wang Sijue, they will all fall under her pomegranate skirt!
But now...
Zhang Ling put away the smile on her face and walked towards the bedroom in a hurry.