Ling Xiaoya knows that she is ill, even if it is said to anyone, it is useless, even the doctor can not find out, so she is desperate.

She is only in her twenties. Is she just waiting for death to come?

When Ling Xiaoya was afraid of what was about to happen, she suddenly gave out a exclamation: "you let me go!"

At this time, she has been held in her arms by Zhang Xingyun.

"You need to go to the hospital!" Zhang Xingyun can't help but circle the woman in her arms.

Ling Xiaoya began to struggle fiercely: "I won't go, I won't go to the hospital, I won't go..."

she pushed Zhang Xingyun away with her hands and tried to get down from his arms, but how could she defeat Zhang Xingyun.

Ling Xiaoya is afraid, not only of her own illness, but also of unprecedented fear. She is clearly looking forward to Zhang Xingyun, who is expecting Zhang Xingyun to come back and embrace herself.

But now the embrace is very unreal, strong arms, hot temperature, should have felt at ease, but let Ling Xiaoya more afraid.

Afraid that this is a dream. When she wakes up, Zhang Xingyun is gone again...

but even if it is a dream, Ling Xiaoya is greedy for the warmth of this moment. She really wants to stay in his arms all her life and never leave.

Ling Xiaoya gradually gave up the struggle, even if it was a flash in the pan, she did not regret...

no matter what kind of cold and resolute she showed in front of others, she was just a woman in need of protection, a small woman who wanted to be supported and relied on.

Looking forward to the embrace of her lover, looking forward to the love's care, and Zhang Xingyun's strength shattered her last struggle in the bottom of her heart.

Just after returning to the lounge from the front desk, Zhang Mo, who is ready to please Ling Xiaoya, enters the door one by one and sees Zhang Xingyun holding Ling Xiaoya out. He is furious: "how did you get in here?"

Turning a deaf ear, Zhang Xingyun raises her feet and walks outside the door, ignoring Zhang Moyi's clamor.

Zhang Moyi does not dare to really go forward. Although Zhang Xingyun looks thin, her muscles are very obvious, but Zhang Moyi is only full of flesh.

"Stinky boy, you should release general manager Ling quickly, or I will break your leg!" Zhang Moyi did not know from the rest room that place, turned out a flying stick, grabbed it in front of Zhang Xingyun.

Zhang Xingyun swept Zhang Moyi coldly, and a strong pressure fell from the sky: "get out

Zhang Mo immediately collapsed on the ground like a Thai top, until Zhang Xingyun left, this feeling disappeared.

But he was sweating all over and swore in his heart: "Damn it, I have to revenge when I see you next time."

It's just a poor loser who dares to frighten him to death. This is a shame!

How can he look up after he is in front of the small secretary of the general manager Ling.

In fact, not only Ling Xiaoya but also Shi Jinmo have no views on Zhang Moyi. Both sides are just cooperative relations, and other private relations are not discussed at all.

Ling Xiaoya quietly raised her head and looked at Zhang Xingyun's cold side face, thinking in her heart that Zhang Xingyun was so handsome when she got serious. Why didn't she find it before?

The faint joy of Ling Xiaoya's heart upset.

Zhang Xingyun in the words, perhaps she will not be so hard, even if it is dead, also want to leave quietly in his arms.

Zhang Xingyun in the embrace Ling Xiaoya that moment, in the heart is bursts of throbbing pain.

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