Countless feelings of regret, loss, anger and anger swept through him in an instant, mixed together, which made him feel particularly miserable. Finally, he did not hold back a blow and hit the wall beside the window, making a dull sound.

"Your seed? Ah, I didn't expect Luo Shao to be a father! ~Hahaha "

the phone has not been hung up, and there are several giggles on the opposite side.

"Hang up." Luo Shaojun's eyes were red, and he could not wait for a moment. He turned his head and walked to the ward.

At the moment, Lu An'an has slowly woken up, looked at the thin blanket on her body, was stunned for a moment, turned her head and looked at the ward, but did not see anyone. She covered it for her only when the doctor came to check the condition of the soldier.

After putting the blanket aside, she saw that the quilt of the soldier had been kicked down for a few minutes. She covered the quilt again, and then reached out to explore the temperature of his forehead.

The fever seemed to have subsided again, and a lot of sweat also made her feel relieved.

But at this time, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside, followed by a burst of cold air pouring into the room.

In the face of the sudden noise, Lu An'an was startled and immediately stood up from his chair and turned his head to look out of the door.

As a result, he raised his eyes and saw Luo Shaojun's face turned white. His hands clenched tightly into fists, and his eyes flashed a flurry.

How does he come back?

What should a soldier do?

Will he know

With some gloomy eyes on the man, Lu an pretended to be calm and said, "Luo Shaojun, how can you come?"

"Well, it's time to ask you." Luo Shaojun closed the door behind his back hand and did not forget to lock it, which made Lu An'an more uneasy.

"What are you doing locking the door for? Is this the ward? "

Luo Shaojun didn't open his mouth. He just took off his coat and threw it aside. He walked towards the woman in front of him step by step. With a strong sense of oppression, Lu An'an could feel the anger in his eyes from a long distance.

Lu an subconsciously blocks the small soldiers behind him, and does not want him to be aware of the existence of them.

"What's in the way?" A chill flashed through Luo Shaojun's eyes.

So far, you still don't want him to know?

Lu an was speechless for a moment. He pretended to be tough and said again, "Luo Shaojun, what are you doing here?"

Luo Shaojun is still silent, but gradually approaching.

Seeing that he was about to walk in front of her, Lu An'an had to step back two steps, but she was standing by the bedside and could not retreat for a moment.

Being forced to be anxious, he had to say anxiously: "I said Luo Shaojun, are you bothered or not? It's interesting to keep pestering me like a dog skin plaster all day long?"

"Interesting? Do you think it's interesting that you have been hiding Laozi's seeds for so many years? " Luo Shaojun asked, but he had stopped in front of her. His eyes leaped behind her and landed on the little guy on the hospital bed.

The little guy seemed to be sleeping heavily, and he hasn't woken up yet.

Lu an Wei Zheng, see simply can't stop him, simply also no longer cover up, side over to say: "you worry too much, he is not your son."

Smell speech, Luo Shaojun's anger is not hit a place to come, one hand pulls her to oneself in front of, deep voice way: "you say again!"

Lu An'an is a little uneasy. She always feels that she hasn't seen her for several years. This man seems to have changed a lot, which makes her a little scared.

"That's enough. I don't know where you got the news, but he's not your son. You can rest assured."