Chapter 179

"Well?" Lingxiao cold eyebrow peak a pick, is looking forward to Ji Qianchen's next answer.

"Come here, I'll tell you." Ji Qianchen reaches out his finger and hooks it at him.

Ling Xiaohan sticks his ear to the past and listens.

"Miss Ji Qianchen, would you like to marry Mr. Ling Xiaohan next to you, whether healthy or ill I still owe you an answer to this question. "

When he got married, Ji Qianchen was still choked up in his heart and couldn't speak.

At the moment, she felt she could give an answer.

Ling Xiao's cold and deep eyes, shimmering with light, holding Ji Qianchen's hand, trembled unconsciously.

He has been waiting for her for a long time.

Finally, it's time to see the moon.

Ji Qianchen gently prints a kiss on his cheek, and then softly replies, "I do!"

Four years ago, she would.

Four years later, she would.

Anyway, she can't escape his palm.

Although I know that I'm very unpromising, it's right to be cute. No matter four years ago or four years later, she loves him and never changes.

Ling Xiao's mouth turned cold and his face was full of joy.

Damn it.

God knows how much he wants to knock her down and tell her how happy he is with his actions.

How can this mouth be so sweet? How can it make people so happy.

Since you can't show your sincerity with action, then kiss.

Pout her lips again.

"Well..." Ji Qianchen felt that a new round of attack was coming.

Uneasily blinked eyes.

This mouth is going to be destroyed. If you go on kissing like this, you can't see anyone tomorrow.

The next morning.

Ji Qianchen wakes up from his sleep, thinking that the person on his side is no longer there.

The left hand pounces to the side, touched a solid abdominal muscle, Ji Qianchen hurriedly retracts the small hand.

It's not gone yet.

Ling Xiaohan stayed up late last night, taking care of her all the time. She didn't go to take a bath until she fell asleep.

By this morning, I had only slept for less than two hours.

Her touch.

He woke up from a shallow sleep.

The broad palm of her hand reached out, pulled her small hand, which could be made flexibly, and pressed it on her waist and abdomen, "if you like to touch it, I will touch it for you."

Poof

What does it mean that she likes to touch.

She just habitually put her hand to the side to see if it was his body or a quilt with his body temperature.

"I want to get up."

Ji Qianchen lies on the bed and looks at the ceiling.

Ling Xiaohan turns over, sits next to her and looks down at her from a high position. "Doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts, but it's hard to lie down. Can I get out of bed?"

"No way."

"What about painting?"

"No way."

"What about going to the company?"

"Even worse."

All requests, total rejection.

"Then what can I do?" Ji Qianchen asked Qu Baba to lie on the bed. Without the help of her right shoulder, it was a big problem for her to turn over and sit up alone.

Ling Xiaohan leaned over and pecked at her lips. The thin lips let go of her lips. He replied contentedly, "lie down and be kissed."

Cough

What she can do is lie down and be kissed. Is there anyone more bitter than her?

"I want to appeal."

Ji Qianchen is lying in bed protesting. She is an injured person. Shouldn't she be held in the palm of her hand and cling to her everywhere?

"No right to appeal. Lie down and I'll make breakfast for you. " Ling Xiaohan rubbed his tired eyes, got up, got up and went into the bathroom.

"Hello, I'm not hungry. I think you have heavy black eyes. Please go to sleep with me." Ji Qianchen doesn't want to sleep anymore, but she can see that Ling Xiaohan is very tired.

It seems that he didn't sleep well for several days and nights, and I don't know how busy he was in France before.

"No more sleep." In the bathroom, there was a determined voice from Ling Xiao.

Breakfast is the oatmeal porridge made by Ling Xiaohan himself.

Ling Xiaohan takes the porridge upstairs and puts it on the bedside table. Then he gently helps Ji Qianchen up and personally delivers the cold porridge to her mouth.

"Open your mouth." Ling Xiaohan ordered.

Ji Qianchen felt that the porridge was a little strange, as if it was mixed with the taste of traditional Chinese medicine. He frowned and sniffed it, but refused to take a bite.

"What's in this porridge?"

"Tonic."

"Do I lose too much blood?" Ji Qianchen, with an unpleasant smell, opens his mouth and swallows it into his stomach.

"Well."While answering the chattering woman, I fed her another spoon.

"Then can I avoid the blood test this week? You see how much blood I've shed. It's my aunt, it's my blood drawing, it's my injury. " Ji Qianchen said, even he began to feel sorry for himself, "there is no worst but worse."

"All right." Ling Xiaohan made compromises and concessions. To be honest, he was also distressed to draw her blood again.

If his wife becomes a paper man, his husband will fail.

"Then I'll take more." Ji Qianchen contentedly opens his mouth and takes the porridge he handed over.

Now, at his service, she always felt like turning over into a serf and singing.

If Ling Xiaohan had fed her porridge four years ago, it would have been unthinkable.

Used breakfast.

Ji Qianchen is determined to go to the yard to breathe.

Ling Xiaohan orders the housekeeper and servant to set up a reclining chair, a tea table and some fruits in the yard.

He just carried Ji Qianchen downstairs.

Put her on the soft chair, afraid of her cold, covered her with a blanket.

The sun is especially warm after the rainstorm.

Sun Ji Qianchen warm, although she can only safely sit in a chair, not how to move.

But she is still happy.

"Don't you go to work?" Ji Qianchen saw Ling Xiaohan, who didn't even change her suit. She moved a chair and sat beside her in her home clothes.

"Work from home." Ling Xiaohan was not at ease with her and decided to stay by her side.

"Rob, get the laptop and the material."

"OK, young master, I'll send it right away." Rob immediately went to the car and took the emergency documents he had moved from the company and the notebook he had used for his master's office.

Ling Xiaohan turns on the computer, sits quietly beside her and starts to work.

Ji Qianchen is like a lazy cat, curled up in a chair, staring at her husband's serious and handsome side face, like a sculpture, perfect.

Ling Xiaohan always felt that there was a warm look following him, and suddenly raised his eyes. As expected, he grabbed a little woman who had been secretly aiming at him and said, "is it nice?"

"It's good-looking. It's not boring." Ji Qianchen said sincerely.

I don't see why she keeps staring.

The beauty of a prosperous age is not to be seen in vain.

Ling Xiaohan is busy with her work and is not in the mood to tease her again.

Ding Dong Ding Dong.

There was an urgent doorbell outside the hospital.

The housekeeper hurried to open the door.

After opening the door.

A quarrel outside spread into the hospital.

"Why do I come to Ling's, and you come, and say, have you secretly liked me, so you secretly heard my whereabouts and followed me?" Qi Yan smiles at Cheng Cheng Cheng.

"What do you want me to follow you? I'm the first one, OK? I heard that Qianchen was injured and came to visit her. What are you here for? " Cheng Cheng Cheng, with his waist crossed, points to Qi Yan on the opposite side and roars.

"If you can visit, can't I?" Qi Yan snorted coldly and went inside.