Xi Muqian came to the hospital after work to pick up Li Huang and go home together.
After entering the ward, he said: "there are many reporters downstairs, and many fans sitting with a light sign with the name of Xi Chongan. Is Xi Chongan hospitalized?"
"Yes, he's on this floor, too."
Xi Muqian looked at her: "did you see him?"
Li Huang pulled the corner of his mouth to smile, trying to make the smile look invisible.
"Well, Tong Fei sent him here. Tong Fei is also here. Do you want to go and see them?"
"No, I don't think it's a big deal, otherwise the news would have been fried. Let's go home. It's time for the children to go back
Li Huang was relieved and got up to go out with Xi Muqian.
It's a coincidence.
As soon as they came out, they met Xi Chong'an, who was signing for others in the corridor.
See Xi Muqian, Xi Chongan quickly signed, the book back to the nurse, straight to the two.
Li Huang heart again mentioned the throat.
What kind of luck is this.
I don't know if Xi Chongan will remember her warning and don't talk in front of Xi Muqian.
"Brother Muqian, why are you here too? Do you think Mr. Li will pick up his cousin?"
"All of them." Xi Muqian looked him up and down.
The boy seems to have enough energy and energy. He doesn't look like something is wrong.
Seeing Xi Muqian's gaze, Xi Chongan looked down at his patient's suit and said, "I lost weight and hypoglycemia."
"Well," Xi Muqian said coldly, "you've been in so much trouble recently. If you don't have anything to do, don't always get into trouble for zirao."
"I'm all like this. Do you still care about him?"
Xi Muqian obliquely wrote: "stop talking nonsense, go back to the ward and stay."
With that, he left with Li Huang.
Li Huang went away, but he did not forget to look back at Xi Chongan's direction.
He was still standing there, looking at Li Huang and Xi Muqian.
Seeing Li Huang turning back, he pursed his lips and raised his hand to wave goodbye to Li Huang.
Li Huang takes back his sight and goes into the elevator with Xi Muqian.
After getting on the bus, Li Huang asked Xi Muqian, "what kind of person is Xi Chongan?"
Xi Muqian inclined her: "curious about him?"
"No, it's just that he looks like a fool, as if he's very untrustworthy."
Xi Muqian light way: "people will disguise themselves, he just looks like that, in fact, people are pretty good."
When she asked Xi Muqian, she wanted to hear the negation of Xi Chongan from Xi Muqian.
I didn't expect that, but it backfired.
I don't know why, but Xi Mu Qian's praise of Xi Chong'an makes him even more uneasy.
However, she still told herself in her heart.
Don't think about it. Tang zirao can't like his own. It doesn't make sense.
At dinner in the evening, Nancy chattered about playing games in the kindergarten today and winning the first place.
If it was normal, Li Huang would have begun to talk with the children with praise and encouragement.
But today, Li Huang has no appetite and no mood. He touched Nancy's head and said, "great, next time, continue to refuel."
The children may not be able to see what's wrong with Li Huang, but Xi Muqian sees it all in his eyes.
In the middle of the meal, Xi Muqian's cell phone rings.
Li Huang glanced casually and saw that the caller ID was "zirao.".
Her heart is inexplicable a tight, busy away from sight, to the side of the small no clip vegetables.
Xi Muqian didn't notice the change of Li Huang's expression. He just picked up his mobile phone to answer the phone.
"Hey, forgive yourself."
"Muqian, do you have time on the weekend? Do you want to play golf together?"
"Forget it. There are too many things at home recently. I'm not in the mood to play."
"When I went to the hospital today, I saw Miss Li. I think she seems to be in a bad mood. She is pregnant now. If you want to keep a good mood, the more stuffy she is at home, the easier it is to have problems. Go ahead and ask Miss Li to join us. Let's relax."
Xi Muqian took a look at Li Huang, pursed his lips and said, "OK, I'll ask and give you an answer."
After hanging up, Xi Muqian looks at Li Huang.
Li Huang looked at him with a guilty heart and asked, "what's the matter?"
"Zirao asked us to play golf together at the weekend."
When Xi Muqian's voice fell, Li Huang immediately said, "I'm not going."
See her reaction, Xi Mu Qian raised eyebrow: "why?"
Li Huang certainly did not dare to tell Xi Muqian that he wanted to avoid suspicion and give him a sense of security. He could only say: "there have been so many things recently that I am not in the mood."
Xi Muqian put down his chopsticks, looked at her and said, "zirao means that when I see you today, your mood doesn't look very good. That's why I suggest you go out with me to relax."Li Huang still shook his head: "I do not go, you go, I stay at home with the children, sleep is the best distraction."
Xi Muqian nodded: "OK, I won't go. I'll give him a reply later."
Li Huang was relieved, "are you not going, either?"
"Isn't it better to be at home with you?"
Li Huang smiles and nods.
After dinner, Li Huang said that he would go back to his room to have a rest.
After sitting downstairs for a while, Xi Muqian went up the stairs uneasily.
Li Huang just came out of the bath and lay down on the bed.
Xi Muqian sat beside her and touched her forehead.
It's not hot.
Li Huang wondered: "what's the matter?"
Xi Muqian looked at her solemnly: "are you under too much pressure recently because of Li Zhao?"
"No
"Then why do you look so preoccupied?"
Li Huang doubts: "is there any?"
"When you eat, you are listless and absent-minded when talking to the children. You look like you have something on your mind. Even an outsider can see that something is wrong with you. Do you think I can't see it?"
Li Huang guilty, she has tried to hide, did not expect, but still timid?
"What's the matter? Didn't I say that? I'm responsible for everything. If you have any trouble, just tell me and I'll solve it. "
Li Huang could only take Li Zhao as an excuse and said, "I've been seeing my brother for so long, but my illness hasn't improved. I'm a little worried, plus I am not pregnant, it will always be puzzling wishful thinking, you do not worry about it
"Is that really all?"
Li Huang nodded: "well, really."
"What can I do for you?"
"No, just let me adjust and I'll be full of blood." Li Huang said, leaned forward, put his hand around his waist and put it on his leg.
Xi Muqian slightly raised eyebrow heart: "in fact, you have something on your mind, also very good."
Li Huang looked up at him: "why?"
She's almost upset, but how can this guy still say something cool?