"You know what, can you tell me?" she asked, anxious.

Han Liangsheng frowned, shrugged his shoulders, and explained: "There is no other reason, I think this is more suitable for you, Su Ange, show your strength, nothing else matters." ”

She thought she would get a little response, but now that she knew, it was useless, so she could only nod helplessly: "Teacher Han, don't worry, I will work hard, then I will continue to be busy." ”

Keep your head down, and work quietly.

However, there are still a lot of doubts in my heart, what does the design of the flower vine have to do with her, why did Yan Jinmo have to stop her from participating?

What is there in this story that she doesn't know?

She, gotta figure it out.

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After getting off work, Su Ange sorted out everything as quickly as possible, came to Yan Jinmo's car, and waited secretly, looking at the people around him from time to time, for fear of being discovered, fortunately, there were not many people.

It's just that the wait is also long, and I haven't seen him for a long time.

She was really tired, and sat heavily on the ground, waiting.

It felt like hours had passed, and there was no trace, and she was almost asleep.

"Why are you here?" came a familiar, cold voice.

She was busy standing up, but because she had been squatting for too long, her feet were numb in an instant, and if she didn't stand firmly, she was about to fall to the ground.

Her feet, numb and sore, could not be described in words, and her little hands gently massaged it, trying to make it more comfortable.

"Something to do with me?" he asked coldly.

Su Ange raised his head, looked at him, and couldn't help asking, "Do I have to have something to do before I can come to you?"

How could this sound like a hint? She suddenly regretted it a little, and couldn't understand why she was pretentiously saying such a thing.

Sure enough, Yan Jinmo misunderstood what she meant, and directly pressed her under her, pulled her tie, and endured it to the extreme: "I'm getting more and more well-behaved, and will you take the initiative to find me to dedicate yourself?"

Her little hand, against his chest, shook her head, and explained: "No, Mr. Yan, you misunderstood, it's not that I took the initiative to dedicate myself, I'm just a little confused about the design competition, I haven't been able to figure it out, I've been very entangled all afternoon, I want to ask clearly." ”

Yan Jinmo didn't speak, but his face became embarrassed.

"I wonder why I can't participate in the Flower Vine Design Competition?" she asked, clenching her pink fists.

"You don't need to know so much about what I decide, just do what I say, and nothing else matters, do you understand?" he said coldly.

Of course, there were no words, but she didn't understand the specific reason for the whole thing.

Why not?

"You don't have the qualifications to know the deeper meaning, you say, how long have we not been together?" Yan Jinmo said with the tip of her nose and blowing hot air.

"I don't want to. She pushed him away again.

The domineering hand grabbed her wrist and sneered: "You don't want to, who do you think you are?" Su Ange, do you think ......?"

"I will recite what you want to say next, yes, my identity is not qualified to refuse you, as long as you want it, whether I have it or not, I will give it to you, any place, unconditional dedication, I don't even have the right to say no, do you have to hang these words?" she bit her red lip and complained loudly.

She was tired of hearing some words, and she was really tired.

Perhaps, she should resist a little.

"Don't be so loud, you know, in front of me, you need my permission to gasp, who gave you such capital to make you scream so loudly?" Yan Jinmo pinched her jaw and asked coldly.

She swallowed her saliva, and there was a lot to say, but at this moment, it came to an abrupt end.

It's useless, in front of him, and he will never be qualified to mention it too much.

"I'm sorry, I'm not qualified to say such things to you, I just want to remind you that all your words, I have firmly remembered in your heart, and I will never forget my identity, if you refuse to let me go, I will always be a person in the night. She explained faintly.

In the dark night, there is no light.

Is she the goddess of the night?

Only by using such words can I comfort myself and make myself feel better.

It's just such a process of self-comfort, and many times, I feel distressed and can't breathe.

However, there is no way but to comfort it like this.

"If you know, don't let me repeat it, Su Ange, you're not qualified to say too much. He said again.

She still nodded.

Yan Jinmo leaned back in her seat, closed her eyes, rubbed her temples, and looked tired.

"You, are you tired today?" asked Su Ange cautiously.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and collapsed on her knee the next second.

Her body stiffened for a moment, and she didn't dare to move for a long time.

What does he mean by that?

"It's uncomfortable. He whispered those two words.

Uncomfortable? He said he was uncomfortable?

Su Ange's little hand fell on his forehead, it's okay not to touch it, this touch is really hot.

Her little hand was covered with it like this, and she tested it repeatedly, and then she was very firm: "You have a fever, Mr. Yan, you have a fever." ”

He hummed and didn't speak.

"Let's go to the hospital. Su Ange said busily.

Yan Jinmo grabbed her little hand, put it on her chest like this, shook her head and refused: "No need, I'll just sleep." ”

After saying that, he slept like this, and took her hand and did not let go.

Su Ange looked at his big hand and completely wrapped her little hand, which was warm, making the blood in her whole body flow.

Obviously, sometimes I feel very uncomfortable, I want to stay away from Yan Jinmo's side, try to suppress my inner thoughts, and don't continue to love him.

However, there are always some unintentional actions that will make her change slowly.

How much Su Ange loves Yan Jinmo, as long as he has a look, he is completely immersed in it, and he can't extricate himself for a long time.

It's really a miserable love for him.

The hand did not refuse, she looked at Yan Jinmo like this, but she was still a little worried.

After all, it's a high fever, so is it really good not to go to the hospital like this?

Half an hour later, the car stopped, Yan Jinmo did not wake up, she gave the driver a look, and it was quiet.

However, there are some people who will not let her be quiet.

The car door opened directly, and Sister-in-law Zhao's voice came again: "When you get home, you have to learn to get out of the car and ...... in the car"

"Sister-in-law Zhao, Mr. Yan is sick and wants to take a break, can't you?" Su Ange was also dissatisfied.

Yan Jinmo got up like this and strode inside.

"Mr. Yan, what's wrong with you? I'll call a doctor for you. Sister-in-law Zhao said busily.

"No, I don't. ”