When An Qi walked to the door of the ward, she smelled the unfamiliar smell of disinfectant outside the corridor, and inadvertently turned around and asked Chu Lang behind her, "What kind of hospital is this?"
"This is Xiao Zhuo, Mr. An is not here!" Seemingly seeing An Qi's doubts, Chu Lang explained that Xiao Zhuo had been urging him just now, and before he could get to the city, he looked for an
He carried her into a nearby hospital.
"Oh!" An Qi also felt a strange smell, tightened her clothes and walked downstairs.
As soon as he walked out of the hall, the familiar Lamborghini happened to be parked at the entrance of the hospital. When he saw An Qi coming out, Xiao Zhuo pressed the horn. An Qi turned around to inform Chu Lang. He smiled and waved to her,
Then left on the other side.
"Why are you in such a hurry to be discharged from the hospital? Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Xiao Zhuo said a little uneasily as he watched An Qi get into the car and put his hand on her forehead to find that it was no longer hot.
"Well, it's a small problem. It doesn't require the trouble of being hospitalized. Grandpa didn't say anything, right?" An Qi took his hand, and Xiao Zhuo was a little annoyed by his unfamiliarity. He held An Qi's body down with a look in his eyes.
The chill hit her, "Are you angry with me?"
He didn't understand how damn unhappy her sudden attitude towards him was.
However, he obviously doesn't care, she is not Xianxian, she is not the person he should care about, but he damn well cares about her attitude towards him!
"Why should I be angry? It's you who should be angry!" An Qi replied back to him unhurriedly, and the breath coming out of her mouth seemed to be a little weaker than usual. If it weren't for her illness,
, Xiao Zhuo really wanted to teach her a lesson.
He didn't even pursue what she did to Xianxian, and she still looked arrogant, leaving him with nowhere to vent his anger.
With a groan, Xiao Zhuo stood up and left An Qi, stepped on the accelerator hard and drove the car away.
Xiao Zhenxiong saw them coming back early, and An Qi followed Xiao Zhuo without suffering any more blame from Xiao Zhenxiong. It seemed that because she looked bad, he specially ordered Uncle Zhong to prepare some light dinner for her.
But that night, An Qi hugged the quilt and slept on the sofa. Xiao Zhuowo hugged her back to the bed angrily. An Qi stubbornly stayed away from him again, "I will infect you when I am sick, stay away from me."
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"Damn woman, I don't mind, come here!" Xiao Zhuo put her little body into his arms and felt that her body was cold again. Ever since she fell ill, he didn't have the extra time to care about Xianxian. Now it looks like
When he looked at her indifferent look, he was so filled with hatred that he even wondered if he/she was a bitch, and he could not let go of this woman who did not let him worry.
"When can I go back to school?" An Qi didn't dare to move her body, but her voice still sounded a bit weak.
"Why are you going to school like this now?" Xiao Zhuo straightened her little head and greedily absorbed the fragrance from her body. The eyes he looked at her tonight became hot. I don't know why, after enduring that
After knowing the fear of losing her, Xiao Zhuo didn't just hold her like this.
The hot palm seemed to be carrying an electric current, caressing An Qi's waist eagerly and manically. When he accurately grasped the softness of her chest, Xiao Zhuo turned over with a solemn breath and pressed An Qi under him, and suddenly hurried down.