Chapter 144

Sick, what disease to rest all of a sudden for such a long time, Xia Yuanyuan brain hole big open, quickly surprised, worried about the mouth: "Xiao Qiao, you say, Ling shaotian is not to give you domestic violence, so I don't let you see people, not afraid, you tell me, back I help you find him to settle accounts."

Oh, my God, can this woman think more wildly? This time she really has a headache. She repeatedly denied: "no, he doesn't have domestic violence. He's very good. Don't guess wildly."

"Ah, I see. He's fine. Is it because you're pregnant that you don't go to work?" Xia Yuanyuan continues to speculate along an Xiaoqiao's way of thinking.

"Xia Yuanyuan..." an Xiaoqiao finally can't stand it. How can this product be so annoying? It's just to make trouble on purpose.

The other party suddenly quiet, an Xiaoqiao a Leng, then open mouth: "well, it's OK, I'll go to work in a few days, you don't worry."

They don't talk.

After a long time, the sob came in: "Wu, Xiao Qiao and cha Sijie have told me that Ling shaotian, the bastard, has put you under house arrest. He doesn't even use the Internet for you. I'm so worried. Does he want to isolate you from the world for a lifetime? Wu Wu, I'm so angry."

Originally, she knew that she had been calling all day, just to help her out, worried that she would be bored in the castle.

Anxiaoqiao immediately red eyes, take down the mobile phone, put it under the pillow, inhaling the nose, cough, and then pick up the phone: "well, I'm not OK, don't worry, he didn't do anything to me, I'm very good."

After hearing dao'an Xiaoqiao say that it's very good, Xia Yuanyuan is even more heartbroken. If the man didn't catch her and threaten an Xiaoqiao, how could she and Ling shaotian get to such a situation now? He wants to explain to Ling shaotian, but an Xiaoqiao stops: "the injury has been caused, is the explanation still useful?"

After Xia Yuanyuan was silent, she told an Xiaoqiao, "if I decide to leave one day, I will help you."

"Well, OK, hang up. I hear his car." An Xiaoqiao didn't care about Xia Yuanyuan's words, left, she never thought, after all, even get the marriage certificate.

Ling shaotian, dressed in casual clothes, with a cool face and deep eyes, walks to the living room. On weekdays, as soon as he enters the house, he sees an Xiaoqiao's soft body curling up on the sofa to watch TV, but he is not here today.

While taking off his coat, he looked at the vacant sofa and asked: "where is she?"

She was referring to Little Joe Ann.

Uncle Xiang took his young master's clothes and embellished the scene: "young lady just watched TV. When she saw your press conference, she broke the remote control angrily. Even Miss Zheng didn't look good in the TV play. Usually she chased the play every day. It seems that she was really jealous this time."

Jealous, Ling shaotian's heart clattered. His cold face moved slightly. He turned and went upstairs. He didn't even change his shoes. Uncle Xiang bowed his head and pursed his mouth with a smile.

An Xiaoqiao is lying on the big dark bed, lying on his side with his face facing the wall. He really looks like he's been hit.

The man stepped forward and saw the scene in front of him. Although his voice was alienated, he said with a touch of concern: "what's the matter with you, are you uncomfortable?"

Hearing the low magnetic and familiar voice, an Xiaoqiao was stunned and finally recovered. She turned around and quickly got up. Ling shaotian saw that her eyes were red, like she had just cried. Her hardness suddenly disintegrated. She sat beside the bed and brushed her face with her hand: "have you cried?"

An Xiaoqiao subconsciously pushed away, nibbled his lips and shook his head: "no, my eyes are in the sand."

Seeing her eyes cut water, I was still in pity. Ling Shao Tianzhong couldn't help explaining: "what happened at the press conference..."

"You don't have to report to me about you. I don't want to know." Anxiaoqiao quickly interrupted him, obviously angry, do not want to listen to his explanation.

Sure enough, her eyes are in the sand. I'm afraid that uncle Xiang's whimsical idea is to expect her to be jealous of this. He still believes that eagle's eyes are cold, and he doesn't hesitate to stand in front of her. He raises his legs and leaves: "report, an Xiaoqiao, you don't have to praise yourself like this. I just want to remind you that Zheng Xiuli is my woman. You can see your identity clearly."

The appearance of coldness makes an Xiaoqiao's heart as cold as ice. He responds negatively: "Mr. Ling, I know what I am, so I want to leave this room now. Please let me go."

Then she opened the quilt, did not even wear shoes, went to his back, deliberately stimulate.

"Oh, Ling..." the words were drowned by him, and an Xiaoqiao couldn't dodge. After all, he was still paralyzed in his arms.

The fragrance of hazelnut flowers came into Ling shaotian's nose, and his eyes became deep. He felt a heat rush down his abdomen, which was not felt in the past.

His face across the joy, a small Joe will hold up, step forward, gently on the bed.

"You're my wife. You're not in this room. Where are you going?" Ling shaotian smiles, looks at her attractive lip, pecks lightly.

This man, gentle up people simply can't resist, just now is still at a crossfire, this will let her want to drown in this gentle.

His face was crimson. He turned his head to the side and snorted. Ling shaotian was even more embarrassed by his arrogant and delicate appearance. He reached out and pinched her cheek and let her face face face to himself. His eyes bumped into his deep eyes.

Arm force will be an Xiaoqiao directly into his arms, breathing increased, kiss urgent, an Xiaoqiao soft body with Ling shaotian's action, instinctive embrace him.

"Ling shaotian, I don't feel well." An Xiaoqiao did not know why he would become like this, some worried refused.

"I want you." Ling shaotian's fiery lips swam around her porcelain white neck and down to the delicate clavicle. The strong breath could not drown the little woman under her body.

To her, an Xiaoqiao a shock of horror, all over the stiff lying there motionless, Ling shaotian felt her tension, in fact, he just wanted to try whether he is better.

Although the effect was not obvious, it did improve. Seeing her look of death, Ling shaotian calmed down, took away her soft hand and lay aside.

See him immediately stop, a pair of dejected appearance, an Xiaoqiao frown, want to say what, but still did not say.

After a while, she hesitated and finally insisted: "can I go to work?"

"Don't go..." Ling shaotian didn't even think about it. He refused directly. His face was even more frosty.

"You don't run the hospital. I've asked for leave for a long time. If I don't go, they'll fire me. Do you want to keep me here for a lifetime?" An Xiaoqiao gets up and shouts angrily.

It's not like being angry, it's like being coquettish.

The hospital is not his. OK, Ling shaotian reaches for his mobile phone and dials Cha Sijie: "Jie, how much does it cost to transfer the people's hospital to me?"

Cha Sijie was stunned. He only relied on the people's hospital to chase Xia Yuanyuan back. He couldn't sell her.

"You don't sell for any money. You don't have a hospital of LK group. What do you want me to do with the people's hospital?" Chasjie is not satisfied.

Ling shaotian laughs and looks at an Xiaoqiao. She says, "my wife has asked for leave for a long time. She's going to work. She's worried about being fired. Will you fire her, Dean cha?"

Then he handed his mobile phone to an Xiaoqiao's ear, deliberately let her listen: "my aunt, even if you don't come to work all your life, I'll keep the seat for you. Mrs. Ling, don't make trouble. I have something else to do. Hang up first."

Doodle doodle

The other party hang up decisively, not mixed with their husband and wife's affairs.