Chapter 269

His movement is very gentle, the light in the hospital corridor, hit his head, engraved a soft side face.

Ji Qianchen can't hold his body and his neck. "Honey, I love you."

A sudden confession is like that unbridled girl four years ago.

Ling Xiaohan breaks off her hand, holds it in the palm, and affectionately replies, "me too."

Late night hospital, quiet some terrible.

Two people under the lamp look at each other and smile.

A quick cell phone ring interrupted the warm atmosphere.

"I'll take a call."

Ling Xiaohan stands up, picks up the phone, sits on the chair and picks up.

"Hey, Ling Xiaohan, I'm Mubei."

"Yes?" Ling Xiaohan twisted his eyebrows in a bad tone.

"Of course, I have something to do. Thousands of people have left with you?"

Mubei button goblet, swaying the red wine in the cup, sitting on the sofa at home.

"Otherwise?"

"Ah, how disappointed. She went back to find sadism." Mubei sighed deeply and took a sip of red wine.

He didn't taste the fragrance of red wine, but the bitter taste of red wine invaded his taste buds, which was really not the taste.

He waited in the living room until now, and he didn't wait for Ji Qianchen to come back from the gate.

That's why he called to make sure, so that he could die.

"Keep your mouth clean." Ling Xiao frowns and shouts, his eyes are full of cold light.

"Isn't it? I don't know what kind of injuries will happen to her next time I see her again? " Mu Bei's sarcastic sentences kill his heart. Ling Xiaohan holds his cell phone tightly and waits patiently for him to finish.

"Don't worry. Next time I meet you, it's you who are hurt."

"How could it be."

The sneer that Mu Bei disdains.

"I beat it."

"Cough..." Mubei almost choked by the red wine just drunk into her throat.

"You can't beat me again."

"Is it?" Lingxiao asked with cold eyebrows.

"I have the ability to bring thousands to my birthday party tomorrow. Let her have a good look at who is more powerful. A delicate man is not qualified to protect her."

Mubei leads to his real purpose.

I just want to invite him and Ji Qianchen to his birthday party. Why take such a big turn.

"I don't want to compete with you."

He had to take Ji Qianchen out of France at once.

If he drags on like this, he doesn't know how many dangers are waiting for them.

Issa, Ethan, Avril, Lingxiong, and even

"If you don't come, you will regret it, because I have something I want to show you. It's about me and thousands of people who are very close."

"No mood."

Ling Xiaohan hangs up.

What does that brat want to do? He knows with his toes.

He will not give anyone, any chance, to interfere in his relationship with Ji Qianchen.

"Who is it?" Ji Qianchen didn't look very well after hearing that he had answered the phone.

"A fly."

Ding Dong.

There's a text message on your phone.

Ling Xiaohan picks up the message and takes a look.

Several photos were sent.

Against the early morning sun, the two backs on the wall are picturesque.

A very harmonious picture.

There are also photos of Mubei holding Ji Qianchen's waist.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaohan quickly deleted the photos.

Put the cell phone back in your pocket and cover your face with a thick layer of ice cream.

"Shall we fly back tonight?"

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan nodded thoughtfully.

The helicopter returning home stops at Swan Castle.

Ling Xiaohan takes her to swan castle first.

Just as they were about to board the plane, another phone stopped them.

It's rob.

"Young master, I just received the news that the Mu family manor will hold a grand birthday banquet for mu Bei tomorrow. It is said that the mysterious man, the second young master, will also appear. It is said that he is the illegitimate son of Mu family. Don't you always want to meet him? Here comes the opportunity. "

"Why do you have to call at this time?" Ling Xiaohan looks at his half foot on the ladder.

"I just got the news."

"You can't stop in bed?" Ling Xiao asked in a cold voice.

I really doubt that he is a lobbyist invited by Mubei, so timely.

"Thank you for your consideration, young master, but you've given me 10 million yuan as bonus. If I don't work hard, I'm sorry for you."

"All right, I see."Ling Xiaohan hangs up.

Looking back at Ji Qianchen, "I won't leave today."

"Why?"

Ji Qianchen took the half foot off.

"There's something else to deal with."

That night, they lived in Swan Castle.

The next day.

Ling Xiaohan got up early and changed into a black manual suit.

Ji Qianchen rubbed his eyes and looked at the handsome figure in front of the mirror. "You look so handsome. Where are you going to hook up with your sister?"

"Can you hook up?" Ling Xiaohan tied his tie, went to the bed and held her shoulders.

"Come on, hook up with me. I'm ready to lie down." Ji Qianchen opens his arm, covers the quilt and lies back in bed.

"Your shoulder doesn't hurt?"

When he just met her, she didn't even shout.

"Well, I don't have much pain these two days. I can move freely. I feel like I'm going to come back to life." Ji Qianchen lies in a warm quilt and refuses to get up.

The air outside is cold and heartless.

The north wind from the window hurt my face.

"That's good. Get up and take you somewhere. "

"Where did you go in the morning? It's so cold. I like my bed. " Ji Qianchen is in it and dare not come out at all.

"Then I'll have to call ed and move out with the bed." Ling Xiaohan curls his lips and smiles.

Since Ling Xiaohan can say this, he must do it.

Mom sells lots.

"I'm a pregnant woman, you can't do that to me." Ji Qian Chen make complaints about his mouth.

"I'm not sure to leave you here alone." Ling Xiaohan has to go out, and he doesn't want to be separated from her.

He was afraid that as soon as his front foot left, something happened to her back foot.

"Tell me first, what are you going to take me?"

"Attend Mubei's birthday party."

"Whoa..."

Ji Qianchen sat up from his bed, went to the window, opened the curtains, and saw if the sun was rising from the West.

He hated that Mubei was too late to celebrate his life.

I was so excited to see her.

Ling Xiaohan looks a little unhappy.

Go to Mubei's birthday party, is she so happy?

Ji Qianchen saw that the sun was still hanging well in the East, then folded back, reached out his little hand and stroked his forehead. The cold little hand was pasted on his warm forehead. "It seems that the fire is not light."

Ling Xiaohan reached out and pulled her little hand off. "I don't have a fever."

"Then you go to the birthday party of your rival?"

"Want to meet someone."

"Who is it?"