This word sounds beautiful and warm on the outside, but actually it contains another deeper meaning of love!
Lan Xiao's expression changed and he stood up: "What do you mean? You mean Lan Xixi and Bo Zhan slept at night?"
Ruan Mufeng glanced at Lan Jiao on the bed and replied calmly: "I'm just talking about the situation. There's no need for Mr. Lan to be angry."
"Even if you are talking about the situation, don't say it in front of Jiaojiao." Lan Xiao didn't want Lanjiao to hear it.
She was already in a coma, how cruel would it be to hear such words again?
"Well..." But at this moment, a weak voice sounded in the air.
The two of them turned their heads and saw Lan Jiao moving on the bed!
It was her voice!
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, are you awake?"
"Miss Lan, Miss Lan, can you hear me?"
...
That night.
Lan Xixi slept very late and was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone at seven o'clock the next morning.
"Lan Xixi, Jiaojiao reacted last night. Find a way to bring Zhan Ye over without exposing her whereabouts."
Is there a reaction? Does it mean that he is about to wake up? Let Bo Zhanye go over and wake him up with the power of love?
"Okay, I'll get ready right away!" Lan Xixi hung up the phone, stood up quickly, put on her shoes and ran out of the movie room, knocking on Bo Zhanye's door.
‘Click.’ About five seconds later, the door opened.
A tall and distinguished man appeared at the door.
He had just taken a shower, only wearing a white bathrobe around his waist, revealing the full and tensile muscle lines of his upper body, as well as his tight and strong chest muscles. The moist heat around him mixed with his own calm musk and flew into her nose.
, full of masculinity!
"Ah! Why aren't you wearing clothes yet?" Lan Xixi blushed and raised her hands to cover her eyes.
That posture was even more shy than that of a sixteen or seventeen year old girl.
Bo Zhanye wiped his hair casually and asked lightly, "You came at the wrong time."
Forehead...
She also didn't expect that he had just taken a shower.
Lan Xixi was embarrassed, turned around and said, "I have something to ask you for. Mrs. Lan called to say that Lan Jiao has reacted and asked us to go there together. You may need to talk to Lan Jiao."
Hearing this, Bo Zhanye's hand movements froze, and he looked at Lan Xixi indifferently and deeply, with scrutiny.
She rushed to call him immediately after receiving the call? It seemed that she was eager for him to wake up Lan Jiao.
"Am I a doctor or a miracle drug? I don't have time." He said coldly and left the words, turning around and returning to the room coldly.
"Hey, you are a miracle drug to her!" Lan Xixi didn't care whether he was wearing clothes or not. She turned around and followed him, chattering endlessly:
"Generally in romance novels and bloody TV dramas, the male protagonist wakes up the female protagonist. Besides, you are her husband, who will go if you don't go? And in the current situation, no job is as important as Lan Jiao waking up. You have to go."
"Hey, I'm talking to you, are you listening? Is there any husband like you?"
Every sentence of urging and every word of complaint are like the chirping of sparrows, really irritable!
Bo Zhanye stopped suddenly, turned around, and pushed her against the wall behind her: "Have you said enough?"
The rising rhetorical question, the strong aura around him, was inexplicably dangerous.
Lan Xixi paused in breathing, and out of the corner of her eye she could still catch a glimpse of the man's collarbone, chest muscles, and cheeks feeling hot:
"Well...said...finished talking..."
Bo Zhanye glanced from her trembling eyelashes to her pursed lips, lowered his body, and stared at her closely:
"When you're done, go out. You don't need to interfere with her and me."