Chapter 180

This is the first time that Lin an an is so intimate with Jiang muxiao. She calls him "muxiao"

Lin an just woke up, and her voice was still a little vague. When she vomited out these two words, she probably didn't realize it, but Jiang muxiao heard it very clearly.

She called him Mu Xiao

"Call again?"

Sure enough, our president sometimes is very shameless and cheeky. When he heard Lin An's lazy voice calling out his name, he felt that his name was really nice for the first time. Especially Lin An's voice was soft, like marshmallow.

"Yes? What? "

Slowly waking up, Lin an has forgotten what he just blurted out. Is it husband? Lin an felt that his head was really broken. He forgot what he had just said, but looking at Jiang muxiao's expectant face Should be said these two words?

Thinking of this, Lin Anxian would like to find a hole to drill in, and now she can only drill into the quilt, ah, it's dead.

Looking at Lin An'an getting into the bed shyly and not daring to look at him, Jiang muxiao laughs and suppresses her mood for two days. She gets better because of Lin An's name and her shy little action.

"Do you really want to see Lin Xinya?" Jiang muxiao restrained his smile, afraid that Lin An'an would feel uncomfortable in the quilt, he pulled her out and looked at her seriously.

Hearing this, Lin An'an was silent. She thought silently, and finally nodded solemnly, "I want to see her. Is she at Jiang's?"

Lin An'an just asked tentatively, according to Jiang muxiao's temper, should not let Lin Xinya go so easily, right?

Then she is most likely to be locked up by Jiang muxiao, which is the most serious punishment Lin can think of.

"Yes."

Jiang muxiao also does not avoid nodding, just eyes dark and dark.

He didn't plan to keep Lin Xinya locked up from Lin An'an. Most of the time, he had to let her touch some dark side to make her grow up, but Jiang muxiao didn't plan to let her know more.

"Well What about Qiao Mingyu? " Lin an bit his lip and asked uneasily.

Sure enough, after she asked this sentence, the smile on Jiang muxiao's face completely disappeared. He Shua stood up and avoided her confused sight.

"I'm not worried about him. I'm just asking. Don't get me wrong." Without waiting for Jiang muxiao to open his mouth, Lin Anxian eagerly explains for fear that Jiang muxiao misunderstands her.

She had already given up on Qiao Mingyu in her heart, otherwise she would not refuse him so resolutely. At the moment, she just wanted to know their situation, not worry about them.

"I'm at Jiang's, too. Do you want to see me, too?" Jiang muxiao's deep eyes were fixed on Lin An'an, where it seemed to be filled with anger, and it was as quiet as an ancient well, deep and bottomless.

Lin an an shook his head, "I just want to see Lin Xinya. Where is she? You can show me. "

Lin an tried to get up from the bed, but he was pressed by Jiang muxiao. "You haven't recovered yet. You'd better lie on the bed. I'll let Yang Hong bring her in."

It's absolutely impossible for Lin an to go to the darkroom, not to mention that it's dark and damp, which is bad for her health. Even if it's in a mess at the moment, it will make Lin an suspicious.

"Well I'll go to the yard. I want to see the flowers. I'm much better now. I don't want to stay in my room all day. "

And this is not the room for her and Jiang muxiao, just for the convenience of Jiang muxiao let her live in the room on the first floor.

"OK, I'll take you there. You wait. I'll push a wheelchair."

Jiang muxiao asked Lin an an to sit on the bed and wait. He quickly left the room, whispered to Yang Hong when he came to the door, and then asked the nurse to push a wheelchair.

"Actually I can walk..." When she was carried to the wheelchair by Jiang muxiao, Lin an was still a little embarrassed, but she didn't struggle, just felt that Jiang muxiao made a fuss.

"No, be obedient." Jiang muxiao obstinately said that the tone of the order made Lin An'an quiet in an instant.

Originally, the little nurse wanted to help push the wheelchair, but Jiang muxiao refused. Then he personally pushed Lin An'an to the garden.

Fang Yuan, with a thin blanket in his hand, and the little nurse, walked behind them towards the yard.

Now it's past the hottest time, the sun is just right, the temperature is appropriate, and there is a comfortable feeling where the breeze blows.

Now the weather has turned cool slowly. The temperature difference between morning and night is very big. Although the temperature is high in the daytime, it is not hot. It is the best season of the year except spring.

"Red rose..."

When entering the yard, Lin an an's first glance was at the flower bed. Unexpectedly, he saw a rose field.

She remembers that when she came to see it last time, it was not the rose field. There were many kinds of flowers there. According to Fang Yuan, there were herbs in it, but today How did it become a huge rose field?Lin An's shock is more than joy. Her favorite is red rose. Some people describe red rose as a drop of blood in her heart, which is in full bloom.

Lin an knows that her personality is elegant, and she can't make red rose blossom in such a charming and indulgent way, but she just likes red rose's personality.

"Madam, this is the red rose that my husband ordered to replant for you. My husband said that when spring comes, I will build a corridor in the flower field to let the roses grow on the corridor, and then my wife can sit in it to enjoy the cool."

Fang Yuan took the initiative to say that Lin An's favorite flower was red roses. The next day, Jiang muxiao began to book foreign potted red roses, which were transported directly by air. She invited a senior gardener to transplant the red roses from the pot, and hired a gardener to maintain these precious red roses every day. So now this rose is growing The red roses blooming in the fields are so beautiful.

Jiang muxiao's intention to Lin'an can be seen, but since the completion of this rose field, Jiang muxiao has never brought Lin'an here, which also makes Fang Yuan confused. Does Jiang muxiao want Lin'an to find out for himself?

"Specially for me?" Sitting in a wheelchair, Lin an raised his head and looked at Jiang muxiao with soft eyes. His tall figure shrouded her and put his hands on her shoulders. He didn't say a word or nod his head. He just looked at her with a gentle smile.

"President, madam, Miss Lin has brought it."