Chapter 140

At about 10 o'clock in the evening, Ji Qianchen lay down on the sofa and slept peacefully.

The servant did not dare to wake her up, so he covered her with a thin blanket.

When Ling Xiaohan came back, he saw Ji Qianchen curled up on the sofa. He was thin and small. His mouth was tiny and he slept soundly.

He leaned over, sat down quietly on the sofa, reached out his hand and gently helped her to poke out the bangs that covered her eyebrows and eyes.

"Ah..." A heavy sigh.

Ling Xiao's cold face was full of melancholy.

"How can I protect you?" Ling Xiao was lost like a helpless child. He lowered his eyebrows and said softly.

Ji Qianchen seemed to hear who was talking in her ear. He rubbed his bleary eyes and sat up on the sofa: "you are back at last?"

"Well, it's been a long time waiting for me?"

Ling Xiaohan opens his arms and, without saying anything, holds her firmly in his arms.

So tight, so hard.

Ji Qianchen is breathless by his sudden embrace.

"Cough You want to strangle me, Ling Xiaohan. "

Ji Qianchen patted him on the back and coughed a few times.

Ling Xiaohan realized that he was lost and let go.

"I told you that I signed a contract, and finally someone is willing to invest in my design. Look, this is the contract I signed." Ji Qianchen remembered that she wanted to tell Ling Xiaohan the happy event, and hurriedly handed over the contract that had been left on the sofa to him.

Ling Xiaohan turned over the contract and helped her to check whether there was any potential fraud. At last, he didn't find any mistakes. "Well, very good."

It's more difficult to hear two words in Ling Xiaohan's mouth than to go to heaven.

Ji Qianchen should have been very happy, but she noticed the depression of Ling Xiao's cold eyes.

"You are very strange today. What happened?" Ji Qianchen hooks his neck and asks him calmly.

"No. I'll take you to sleep. " Ling Xiao's face was cold, and he wouldn't say anything.

There are so many things in his heart that she doesn't know.

She tried to break into his heart and try to understand him, but eventually she would be bruised.

So she learned.

He doesn't say, she doesn't ask.

In this way, you can get along well with each other.

Ji Qianchen nodded obediently: "OK."

Ling Xiaohan carried her into the bedroom.

Put her in bed, tuck her in, and gently drop a goodnight kiss on her forehead.

Ji Qianchen pretends to be sleepy and closes his eyes.

Ling Xiaohan sat by the bed for a long time, waiting for her to fall asleep completely before leaving the room.

The door closed and Ji opened his eyes.

That night.

She has insomnia.

After Ling Xiaohan left the room, he entered the study.

Before long, rob followed in.

"Young master, I have sent you away."

"Well, is there any news about what I asked you to check yesterday?" Ling Xiaohan lit another cigarette and puffed it out.

He doesn't want to smoke, but he has been smoking more and more recently.

"I've checked it. I have no information. I can't start. No one is willing to open his mouth. I don't give you half a word for how much money I give. It seems that he's a big man."

"Big man?"

Ling Xiao cold squinting Mo Mou, thin lips tight pursed, suddenly inhaled a cigarette.

"In city a, there are not many forces you can't find."

Rob made a serious report.

The yellow light in the study fell on the head of Ling Xiaohan, mixed with a circle of smoke, which had a unique depressing atmosphere.

"Let's start with Mubei. Maybe he is not as simple as we think."

The Mu family that Ling Xiaohan knew should not cultivate a dandy.

"Yes, young master."

"Say hello to the hospital tomorrow." Ling Xiao cold squints the eyes of the evil, and puts out the last cigarette end in the ashtray.

"Well, yes."

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the next morning.

Ji Qianchen turned over with a panda eye and wanted to sleep.

She barely fell asleep at three in the morning.

I put one hand around a cold neck and one foot on a strong waist. It's a comfortable position.

Wait, this is not a quilt.

Ji Qianchen suddenly opened his eyes to the face of Shangling owl cold.

She immediately put her hands and feet down from Ling Xiaohan.

That gesture just now was too much.

"You didn't go to work?" Ji Qianchen blinked and asked in surprise.

"Well, last night I was a thief?" Ling Xiaohan is close enough to see the obvious black marks around her eyes."Cough Did you believe that you stole the man? " Ji Qianchen put his arms around his neck and gave a bad smile to his lips.

She wants to make herself happy.

As long as she is happy, her God will be happy and her husband will be happy.

So she will infect him with her own mood.

"Stolen in a dream?" Lingxiao asked with cold eyebrows.

He had been sleeping next to her last night. Did she steal it? Would he know?

"Ha ha, that's smart."

"What did you steal?"

Ling Xiaohan continued to play along with her joke.

The warm morning sun sprinkled on two people's faces, dense out of light halo.

"It's more than one meter and eight meters tall. It's a strong man with white skin, strong abdominal muscles and strong Mermaid line. As for the face, it has bright eyes like stars, high nose and thin lips..."

Ji Qianchen touched Ling Xiaohan's facial features with his fingers to describe the person in his dream.

This is the man she fell in love with at first sight four years ago, and the husband who is lying on her side now.

So handsome, so charming, so fascinating.

How can Ling Xiaohan not know who Ji Qianchen said.

A warmth passed through his heart.

She put out a broad palm and clasped the back of her head. Her slender fingertips penetrated the beautiful and fragrant hair and covered her lips affectionately.

The words from this small and charming little mouth are sometimes piercing, sometimes tender and sweet, sometimes they make people laugh and cry.

He likes her lips.

And she was obsessed with her lips.

Pucker her little mouth, wantonly draw a little honey.

His mood suddenly improved.

Because of a kiss, because of a word.

After a long French kiss, Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiaohan with swollen lips: "sneak at me again?"

"It's a reward."

"Then should the next reward go further?" Ji Qianchen suddenly feels dirty.

Further

"I won't go any further this morning. I'll take you to the hospital."

"Ah?" Ji Qianchen rubbed himself out of bed and sat up.

Last night she was upset and her hair became a chicken coop.

"Get up and wash."

Ling Xiaohan also opens the quilt and gets up.

Ji Qianchen jumps out of bed and follows Ling Xiaohan to the bathroom.

"What's going to the hospital again?"

Ji Qianchen asked after him.

The hospital is an ominous place, so she usually doesn't go to the hospital for any serious illness.