Chapter 1095

"Brother Yang, I'm sorry. Her family don't want her to be related to gang affairs." He Yanzhi apologizes and explains, "you know..."

The other patted he Yanzhi on the shoulder and nodded: "Yang brother knows that it's better for Sheng's family to be less provocative. However, if you can get involved with Sheng's daughter, it will be more convenient for you to act in the future. I'm happy to see it."

He Yanzhi frowned, but didn't explain. After Yang left, he turned around and saw little seven at the stairway.

He Yanzhi opens his mouth and wants to say something, but in the end, nothing can be said.

"Come up and take your medicine." Little seven also did not question, only left these four words, then turned to go upstairs.

He Yanzhi followed up the stairs and saw the back of Xiaoqi busy. He was worried, but he didn't know how to explain. He didn't come back for that.

The room was dark and dim.

He Yanzhi sat down on the bed tired, and did not dare to look away from Xiaoqi for a moment: "Xiaowan, are we unable to go back to the past?"

"What are you in a hurry? You've been away for five years. Can't I be angry? " Small seven back to He Yan answer, "lie down to sleep, I call you in the morning."

"I'm afraid you're gone..." He Yanzhi took off his gloves and put them on the bedside table. His voice was hoarse and dry.

"I'm really leaving now, if you're too long winded."

He Yanzhi lies down and waits for Xiaoqi to deliver the medicine to his mouth: "if you still have a fever at night, you have to go to the hospital to deal with it."

He Yanzhi took the medicine, took the chance to hold Xiaoqi's hand, and soon fell asleep.

Little seven sat by the bed and looked down at him holding his hands.

Especially on the back of his right hand, there is a long scar, ferocious and evil. No wonder he has to wear gloves.

In these five years, are you really living a life of licking blood with a knife?

Seven little sighs.

Under the moonlight, he Yanzhi's resolute face became calm and soft. However, looking at his corner of the eye and side face, he had a sense of solemnity.

Five years ago, he Yanzhi was cynical and unruly. Now, he Yanzhi is mature, steady and unpredictable.

Little seven looked at the sleeping face, unconsciously, lying on he Yanzhi's chest and sleeping in the past.

At this time, he Yanzhi slowly opened his eyes, slightly looked down at the little woman on his chest, then stretched out his hand and put her on the bed.

Little seven thought it was a dream. Half asleep and half awake, he Yanzhi smiled. It was the first time that little seven smiled at him after their reunion. It was sweet and beautiful.

He Yanyi turns over and kisses him.

The vow of kissing at the age of 16 seems to be still in my ear. However, this little woman, at the age of 18, can go straight to bed instead of kissing.

Of course, he doesn't want to.

He wants this little woman to forgive and accept him completely from body to heart.

Because he was afraid to wake up Xiaoqi, he Yanzhi only dared to taste sweetness carefully. When I saw her sleeping soundly, I put my hand around her to make her sleep more comfortable.

At five o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock broke the peace of a room. When Xiaoqi got up, he found the position around him, which was empty again.

He Yanzhi had already got up. Now he was in the old lady's room, collecting her belongings.