Chapter 93

And at this time, the same entangled, and more than a person is Lin Xue.

Outside the bathroom, on the wide sofa, ye Beichen unfolds a document, but his mind doesn't know how, but it's all floating on the little woman in the bathroom.

She just opened the collar, now is floating in his mind, how also can't wave away.

Lin Xue slowly closed her eyes and let Ye Beichen cover her with a warm quilt.

At this time, the cool night wind came in from the window and fell on Lin Xuelu's arm outside the quilt.

It's cold

Lin Xue frowned, quickly took back her arm, covered herself in the quilt, wrapped herself in a circle with the quilt, then turned over and fell asleep.

Lin Xue's series of actions, of course, fall into the eye of Ye Beichen, his look can't help but dignify.

It's June now. Although the temperature difference between day and night is still a little big in a northern city like DIDU, it's not as cold as this. Moreover, at the moment, the little woman's cheeks are red and her mind is not very clear

Ye Beichen can't help but think of the rainy night two months ago when he was dealing with a thorny motion in his office. There was thunder and lightning outside the window and heavy rain. Du Xuerou's phone calls came one after another. At first, he would pick up his mobile phone to hang up. Later, he was really annoyed, so he simply set the mobile phone to mute.

As a noble king of a country, he shouldered unshirkable responsibility. His every job was very important. Du Xuerou was really not sensible. He hung up the phone, which meant that he was busy and had no time to answer. He even called again and again. It was really boring.

After finishing his work, ye Beichen looks out the window at the dark rainy night. He is so tired that he doesn't even set the ring of his mobile phone. He lies down in the rest room in the office and goes to sleep.

He didn't expect that the next day, the news came from housekeeper Li that Du Xuerou was seriously ill and had a high fever.

To tell you the truth, he really didn't like the wife that his grandfather arranged for him. Although she looked even good-looking, there was nothing else except the leather bag.

We can never distinguish between the heavy and the heavy. We are always entangled with some inexplicable things. What we say always makes people feel inexplicable. There is no common language at all.

However, after all, it was his wife who was seriously ill and was in a coma and lying on the hospital bed, so he would go back to have a look.

He clearly remembered that Du Xuerou's face was flushed like today.

Ye Beichen's heart couldn't help clapping for a while, the whole person also followed flustered up, he stretched out his hand, probed on her forehead for a while, as expected hot fierce.

He didn't care about anything else. He pulled a pajama on his body and rushed out of the room to find doctor Jia.

At that time, Mr. Ye was sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea and eating fruit while watching TV.

See ye Beichen so anxious to rush out, the air can't help but take some doubts.

"Xiaochen, what's the matter?"

Xiaochen is always steady. This is the first time that he has seen his precious grandson look so frightened. He can't help but frown. Looking at Ye Beichen, who is not well dressed and has drops of water in his hair, he can't help but follow him.

"Can't be snow wench what matter son?"