Chapter 643

Extended version of luxury bulletproof car.

Ivan, who was driving, looked at the man in the back of his eyes through the rearview mirror.

Seeing that he had opened his notebook and started to deal with business, Ivan was puzzled.

As long as young master stayed with Miss Nan before, he would not deal with work if he could.

Emotionally, like a bully, just want to dominate their own women.

Even Xiaokai's Vinegar needs to be eaten.

But this time, he felt that young master was not possessive to miss Nan.

For example, last night, Miss Nan came to him on her own initiative. Before, he could not let her sleep in the guest room alone.

"Young master, you have no problem with your health after detoxification?" Ivan looked at Mushan with some concern.

Mushan's handsome and lukewarm face was lifted from the computer screen. His eyes were cold and he looked at Ivan. His thin lips moved. "What do you think is the problem?"

Ivan was worried about whether he had a hidden disease, but he didn't dare to ask him with his 11000 courage.

When mushihan saw Ivan's eyes, he glanced at his belly. His face sank. "Butler Yi, I think you have been living too leisurely recently."

"Young master, I don't mean anything else. I just think you used to be like a wolf that couldn't feed, but now you're not interested in it. It seems that it's not normal."

Mursi cold micro close under the thin lips, sink the eyebrows and eyes, if thoughtful.

He could not wait to be close to his kitten when he did see her before.

With her, he likes to be in bed most of the time.

In fact, I can't blame him. He is at the best age of a man. He is very active. He has never tasted meat before. When he tasted it, he naturally tasted it.

Recently, what he thinks most about is indeed official business.

Even if I think of his kitten, my body doesn't have the same passion as before.

Mushan slightly twisted his eyebrows. He closed his laptop and looked at Ivan coldly.

"I'm fine." The long finger is on the cold and hard jaw, slightly squinting the cold eyes which are not deep enough to see the bottom, "if compared with the previous, it seems that there is a problem."

Think of their favorite women, there is no such impulse as before.

Kissing doesn't make his blood boil.

It seems that desire is no longer important to him.

"Send someone to the village and ask old man Bai if I have any sequelae."

After confessing to Ivan, mushihan takes out his mobile phone and dials Boyan with a deep face.

As soon as he got through, he didn't have time to say anything, so he heard Bo Yan say with some disdain, "since I hung up the phone, it's only 20 minutes. Si Han, your ability is getting weaker and weaker."

Musehan's sword eyebrow slightly picks up, "you are a person without a woman. Do you laugh at me, a person with a woman?"

Bo Yan was obviously choked by mushihan's words. After a few seconds, he began to speak. His voice was cold for a few minutes. "Are you still here now?" before he finished speaking, he found that mushihan's breath was stable and his voice was calm. He changed his mouth again. "What's the matter with calling? I'm on holiday recently. Don't ask me about my work! "

Musihan leaned back in his chair, and his eyes were a little dark. "Nanzhi told me that Yan Xuan could only live for five years at most if she didn't change her heart. If you want to be with her for a long time, you are not thinking about your kidney, but her heart. "

The thin Yan at the other end of the phone was breathing heavily.

After a long time, he replied three words, "I see."

……

Bo Yan is taking a bath in the bathroom when he answers Mushan's phone.

Standing under the shower, he turned the water temperature into cold water.

In my mind, Mursi Han said to him: if I don't change my heart, Yan Zhen will only have five years to live.

The phone rings again. Boyan didn't seem to hear him. He closed his eyes and his face was clear and dark.

Yan Zhen goes back to the room to get something. She hears that the cell phone in the bathroom rings all the time. She is slightly confused.

Bo Yan doesn't bathe in it. His cell phone rings. Can't he hear it?

Or what happened to his leg?

Go to the bathroom door, Yan Zhen knocked on the door, "Bo Yan, Bo Yan!"

The man didn't answer.

"Bo Yan, are you ok?"

Just as Yan Kai's voice fell, the bathroom door was suddenly opened from inside.

Bo Yan's cold and slender figure suddenly appeared in her sight.

The short black hair is still dripping with water. There are several wisps of wet hair hanging on his forehead. Under the long black eyebrows, the long and thin Phoenix eyes are dark as if there is no light. The water drops at the top of the hair roll down from his handsome and indifferent face to his handsome jaw and sexy throat

Yan Jian saw that he had only tied a bath towel around his waist, and it was still her bath towel. Her beautiful little face suddenly turned red.

"Bo Yan, who asked you to tie my bath towel?"Bo Yan doesn't speak, but looks at her with a deep and shining eyes, which seems to see through her soul.

Yan Zhen was confused by him, and his scalp was numb.

"How do you look at me like this?"

Bo Yan opens his long legs and approaches Yan Yan step by step. His voice is so low that it sounds like it's coming from the deep part of his throat

Yan Jian has never seen Bo Yan look like this. There are scarlet blood threads in Feng Mou and blue blood vessels on her forehead. It's like trying to suppress some emotions.

She retreated, but he pressed her until he pushed her against the doorframe.

At this time, the voice of the mammy sounded outside the door.

"Well, sumo just called. He asked you to have dinner in the evening."

Before Yan can speak, Bo Yan replies, "nanny, you tell Su that she won't eat with him again."

"Boyan." Yan Jianxiu frowned at the man, "why do you make the decision for me?" She said she was going to push him away.

But as soon as his hands reached his shoulders, they were firmly held by his big hands with thin cocoons.

He looked at her, his voice was low, and he said, "because I want to remarry you."

Yan Kai opened his mouth, trying to say something, his throat was dumb.

A few wisps of hair fell on the cheek, back against the door frame, heartbeat, disordered rules.

Two people's vision, interweaves in the silent space.

Half a sound, the man repeats again, "well, later, let me take care of you and the little apple."

The breath that the man exhales is close at hand, like a soldering iron, which is printed on the heart of Yan Kai. The hot temperature makes her heart tighten uncontrollably.

Yan Kai's nose was sour. She turned her head and stopped looking at him. "Do you want to remarry? Can you revive my father? "

"Well, there's something I have to confess to you, whether you can accept it or not."

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