Lan Xixi was completely unaware of the danger behind her. She carefully massaged Yun Anxian. From her head to her shoulders to her back, every movement was skillful and natural, with just the right amount of force.
Within half an hour, Yun Anxian fell asleep.
Sister-in-law Li was full of smiles. After covering Yun Anxian with a quilt, she carefully pulled Lan Xixi out of the room and closed the door:
"Miss Lan, you are so amazing that you can make the old lady fall asleep so quickly. Can you teach me this technique?"
Lan Xixi nodded: "Okay, it's too late tonight. I'll teach you another day during the day."
"Okay, okay, Miss Lan, please go back to your room and rest early."
"Yes. You too." After saying hello, Lan Xixi walked out of the corridor and prepared to go upstairs.
Unexpectedly, I happened to meet Bo Xilang coming back from outside. He was wearing a plain dark plaid suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He was always gentle, elegant and extraordinary.
She was embarrassed and wanted to hide away, but thinking about the last time he helped her and agreed to maintain the relationship temporarily, she had to force a smile:
"Master Bo, are you coming back so late? You should pay attention to your health and go to bed early."
Bo Xilang stared at her. She had the same face as Lan Jiao, the same beauty, but a little more pleasant and pure.
It turns out that Uncle Jiu prefers her personality to Lan Jiao.
Well, falling in love with his wife's sister is enough to ruin his reputation, and he can also take the opportunity to protect Lan Jiao and be with Lan Jiao, killing two birds with one stone.
He said: "Well, it's getting late. Aunt Ninth should go back to his room to rest early. Uncle Ninth has been busy with work these days and has to take care of the news, which is quite hard. Aunt Ninth should take good care of him."
Lan Xixi frowned, that's it? There was no entanglement or subtle teasing?
It seems that he really cares about Lan Jiao and doesn't want to cause trouble for her at home.
Without thinking much, she nodded: "Well, thank you for last time. Good night."
"Good night."
After the two said good night to each other, they were about to go upstairs. When they turned around, they were shocked to see Bo Zhanye coming down from the corner of the corridor.
Wearing black pajamas, he looks dignified and mature. The exposed chest muscles and neck, as well as the skin on his face, are so white that they shine.
"Uncle Jiu? Your face looks uncomfortable."
Lan Xixi also noticed it and quickly ran up to help him.
When he got closer, he saw the fine sweat on his forehead and his thin lips without lip color. His beautiful eyebrows wrinkled in worry: "What's wrong with you?"
Bo Zhanye glanced at her coldly and said, "I feel uncomfortable with my stomach. I have contacted Ziyu and Song Feier to go to the hospital. You don't need to come over."
Without saying anything, he walked downstairs.
Lan Xixi??? She cares about him, why is he still so cold?
If he doesn't go, he won't go. Who cares about him?
Bo Xilang found that the relationship between the two did not seem to be very good? And this was just an opportunity.
He said: "Uncle Jiu, your stomach is not very good. If you vomit blood in the car and there is no one to take care of you, you should let Aunt Jiu accompany you.
Aunt Ninth, don’t worry, I will help take care of Xiao Mo."
Lan Xixi was about to go upstairs, but the words 'stomach vomiting blood' made her instinctively stop.
After all, she was playing his wife now, and he was Xiao Mo's father. She couldn't just ignore him.
She stepped forward and supported him again:
"Let's go, I'll help you, don't wake up grandma and the family for a while."
Bo Zhanye wanted to say something, but a sharp pain hit his stomach.
He raised his hand and held her little hand tightly.