Chapter 500

Luo Xi nervously pushed open the door of the room and was stunned.

The room was empty.

She listened, there was no sound inside, so she patiently knocked on the door, still did not respond.

And the door is open. What's the matter?

Luoxi went in and found that the sheets on the bed were randomly wrapped up in a ball.

And the room, surprisingly quiet.

Her heart was beating for no reason.

What's going on?

She quietly went to the bathroom and opened the door, but there was still no one inside.

Luoxi called the guest room.

"Hello, where is Miss Ruan who lived in 301 before?"

The front desk said, "301? Miss Ruan, she seems to be out. "

The front desk especially remembered that the woman was insane and brought her by a pretty man.

The man left soon, and soon the crazy woman ran out, and then she didn't know.

"Yes, thank you." Luoxi quickly put down his mobile phone and called the private detective: "Hello, Ruan Qingyun is not in the hotel. What's the matter?"

The private detective who got the money said coldly, "my work ends after I send Miss Ruan to the hotel. What happened has nothing to do with me."

"You -" Luo Xi choked and wanted to call, but the other party had already turned off his cell phone.

What can we do now?

She has no spare money

……

In one day, Jiang muxiao made several phone calls, asking Lin An's situation every time.

In the afternoon, Lin's feet were not so swollen as in the morning.

As soon as Jiang muxiao came back, she said excitedly, "you see, there's really no big deal."

Jiang muxiao was relieved to see that An'an's legs were not as swollen as when he left in the morning.

He put Lin An'an on the sofa. He sat down, took Lin An'an's leg and put it on his feet. He rubbed it gently.

Those slender fingers, like playing on a piano stand, are elegant and handsome.

Lin An'an's heart string seems to be locked, gently, graceful music seems to ring from the distant horizon.

"Jiang muxiao..."

He is more serious than poppy.

Lin can't help whispering his name.

Jiang Mu Xiao looks up in doubt and stares at Lin An'an with burning eyes.

Lin An said with a smile: "no, I just think your name sounds good."

Jiang muxiao looked at Lin An'an with a deep sadness in his eyes, and the speed of his fingers slowed down.

"What's the matter?"

He looks sad?

Jiang Mu Xiao lowered his head and buried all the sadness in his eyes. For a long time, he sighed softly: "my name was taken by my father."

Father Jiang?

Lin an an's heart thumped. Although no one in Jiang's family regarded Jiang's father as a taboo, it seemed that no one was willing to mention him.

Lin An'an only knows that he died in the battlefield. In addition, it is his appearance, which is also seen in the photos collected by his grandfather.

"Jiang muxiao."

"Well." He responded faintly, even if he tried to hide, even after so long time, Jiang muxiao still couldn't erase the pain of his father's leaving.

"I'll be with you all my life." Lin an gently holds Jiang muxiao's palm and looks at Jiang muxiao with crystal clear eyes. Her gentle eyes reach Jiang muxiao's cold heart.

Jiang Mu Xiao looked at Lin An'an in a dazed way. After a while, he gently grasped Lin An'an's hand: "Lin An'an!"

A cry almost broke Lin An'an's heart.

Such a fragile voice is almost unheard of by Lin An'an.

She took Jiang muxiao's hand and added two points of strength. It seemed that she wanted to rub Jiang muxiao into her body and light up his life with the little temperature in her chest.

Even if it's just weak light.

Seems to be sensing the temperature of Lin An'an, Jiang muxiao slightly raised his head, deep eyes meet Lin An'an's worried eyes.

He slowly approached Lin An'an's cheek, his attractive red lips close at hand, his Adam's apple sliding up and down, his body hot and dry.

After calming down for a while, Jiang muxiao quickly pulled away.

No.

He stood up and looked at Lin An'an bitterly. He immediately changed into a cold face and looked at Lin An'an seriously, warning: "Lin an, don't seduce me!"

I'm going to

Lin an an looks at his back as he pedals up the stairs. The lingering heartache is like the mist being pushed away.

Jiang muxiao, you joker.

Lin an, with a helpless smile, sat on the sofa and continued to watch TV.After a while, Jiang muxiao came downstairs.

The bathrobe is exposed, and eight muscles appear in front of Lin An's eyes. Lin An's greedy eyes look wantonly at Jiang muxiao.

Jiang muxiao gently pressed her head: "your face is getting thicker and thicker."

Lin an took the initiative to embrace Jiang muxiao's waist, rubbed his waist and said, "the world tells me that I have thick skin and food to eat."

Jiang Mu Xiao shook his head gently, picked up Lin An'an and went to the second floor.

Lin an, lying on the bed, reached for Jiang muxiao's hand, looked at Jiang muxiao's arm and said, "Jiang muxiao, my legs are OK. Don't hold me up and down all the time. I can walk by myself."

Jiang muxiao frowned: "what do you want me to do?"

Lin an an is slightly stunned.

What do you want me to do?!

It's just a simple sentence, but it's tied to Lin An'an's heartstrings.

Depressed tears in the heart on the spin, Lin an an or stubbornly tightly grasp Jiang muxiao's hand.

"You are my husband, not coolie."

"You're my wife, not my luggage."

"But I'm heavy..."

"No matter how heavy it is, your position in my heart can't be more important!"

Lin Anxian looks at Jiang muxiao frustrated, and pulls him over.

Hum, don't talk to him.

The blush on his face quickly spread out, as if the water was flowing over the mountain, threatening.

I hate it!