An Yuxi put a sigh in her heart, but she didn't expect that what An Jianhui desperately wanted to expose was her identity.

Less surprised, more bitter, a heart only falls, didn't he want to expose her fake identity as early as the day he was hospitalized?

Ye Qiming wrinkled his brows, he could only see the top of An Yuxi's head from above, and he couldn't see the expression on her face.

"In the end, let's talk about the identity of the child, An Jianhui, in addition to being the director of the An family, I am also her uncle, and you are not the only one left who has a family relationship with her in this world, you are now delirious and talking nonsense here, I should not have heard it. ”

An Yuxi raised his head, his pupils dilated slightly, and he looked at Ye Qiming in surprise, but he didn't expect Ye Qiming to pretend to be confused.

"You --- you ---" An Jianhui's face was flushed and annoyed, knowing that Ye Qiming and An Yuxi were on the same line, and then he propped up the bed with his stiff arms, wanting to prop up his body and press the emergency call, while he was still sober to say An Yuxi's identity.

Ye Qiming was about to step forward to stop him, An Yuxi stopped him, raised his head, and looked at An Jianhui, who was moving with difficulty on the bed, sweating profusely.

"Yes, I'm not your daughter, and I have no blood relationship with you. ”

Ye Qiming was stunned, and An Jianhui was also stunned, they didn't expect An Yuxi to know his identity a long time ago.

"More than ten years ago, you took advantage of your mother's kindness and forced her to make a choice between me and the Ye family, you are ruthless and cautious, but you only left me, amnesia may be a lifetime, or it may be temporary, if you knew that when you were lying on the hospital bed more than ten years ago, the helpless girl with her head wrapped in gauze was Ling Ruoxun, who had just announced her death, would you dare to force my mother like that?"

An Yuxi stared at the corners of his mouth twitching his eyebrows and jumped wildly An Jianhui suddenly laughed, his reaction was to answer, he wouldn't, you know, he would definitely rush back to the Ling family with her in his arms and ask for credit.

When people are excited, they tend to ignore the small sounds around them, and the sound of a grunt is the sound of a hand sliding down the doorknob.

"Ling--Ling--" An Jianhui is now like a person who has just crawled back from hell, his hair soaked in cold sweat is lying on his forehead, his eyes are bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth twitch and saliva keeps flowing out.

"It's Ling Ruoxun. ”

Now An Jianhui and Ye Qiming finally know why the Ling family is disregarding interests for the sake of a goddaughter.

The room fell silent.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a Xinshuo figure walked in from the outside, An Yuxi first saw a pair of black leather shoes, and then structured pants of the same color, she knew who was coming.

How long has he been standing outside the door?

Feng Xuanyu stared at An Yuxi's surprised face, held her hand, and pulled her behind him with all his strength, the warm winter light shone on his body, shrouding most of his face in a halo, and he couldn't see the look on his face clearly.

"I have something to say to her. ”

Seeing that Ye Qiming nodded, he didn't stay too long, and dragged An Yuxi out of the ward.

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Feng Xuanyu pressed one hand against the cool wall, imprisoning An Yuxi between the wall and his chest, through the ironed suit and shirt, An Yuxi could clearly feel his pounding heart.

For a while, An Yuxi didn't dare to raise his head, staring at his toes, his hands hanging on his sides and picking at the corners of his white down jacket.

The faint yellow light of the stairwell shrouded Feng Xuanyu's shadow over her, dark, and there was the sound of the staircase door sloshing and closing in her ears.

Feng Xuanyu looked down at her nervous face, her head was lowered, her fair neck was slightly red, and the fine fluff around her ears really made people stumble in her throat.

The familiar name still lingered in the depths of her ears, and as soon as she grasped her cool fingers, her sword eyebrows twisted.

The hot palm wrapped her boneless little hand, ten fingers interlocked, she didn't fully adapt to the heat, her jaw was choked, and she raised her head to meet his deep black eyes, the emotion in which she could not read.

Before An Yuxi could see his movements clearly, he felt that the back of his head was buckled, and then the hot heat spread on his lips.

Feng Xuanyu hugged her slender waist, his hard teeth gnawed at her lower lip, like punishment, pried open her teeth, and couldn't wait to absorb her dodging tongue, clenched the palms of her fingers slightly, and her dark eyes darkened again.

An Yuxi saw her pale face from his dark and deep eyes, and it was the first time she looked at his eyes so closely, and the deep black hole seemed to suck her in.

As soon as her lips came into contact with the cold air, they were sealed again, and her deep black eyes stared at her hot face for a moment, as if they wanted to see her heart straight, and the narrow and deep eyes contained tenderness that was usually hard to see, hitting the tip of her heart.

As if she was stunned, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around the back of his neck, pressed his black hair under her fingertips, close to his chest, and was instantly surrounded by a clear masculine atmosphere, and the clinging place was like a magnet, and the sound of thumping heartbeats blended together.

She followed his example, licking jerkily, hooking his tongue, very bold, as if she was currying favor with him.

Feng Xuanyu was mainly anti-guest, the entanglement between his lips and teeth became more and more intense, Feng Xuanyu kept his eyes open from beginning to end, his deep eyes scanned a place on her face, and the more time passed, the more obvious the longing in his eyes became.

I don't know how long it took for her lungs to breathe in fresh air again, her forehead resting on his shoulders, her hands still in the same position as before, tightly wrapping around the back of his neck.

After the silence, his slightly piercing chin rested against the top of her head, and because it was so close, An Yuxi could clearly hear his heavy snort.

Raising his head slightly, his jaw slid down, there was no superfluous expression on his face, and his thin crimson lips were tightly pursed, because they were too close, and the sound of the fabric rubbing could be heard between breaths.

Looking at his dark eyes as deep as a 10,000-year-old deep well, the hand around the back of his neck tightened unconsciously, he was too tall, in order to wrap around the back of his neck, she had been worrying about her toes, for a long time, the forefoot was sore, and the numbness was terrible.

Feng Xuanyu felt her body keep falling, but she still straightened up, as if she was exhausted by her, and would rather let her hang on to herself than bend her knees.

An Yuxi secretly blamed him for being stingy in his heart, but because he concealed his life experience, no matter how much he complained, he was a little weaker.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you. The innocent cat's eyes were shining with water, in the dim corridor, a few rays of light leaked into her eyes, the aggravated mist, and as soon as the aggrieved and coquettish words came out, he immediately felt his heart tighten.

No amount of dissatisfaction and anger has disappeared, and the mood has taken a sunny turn.

Feng Xuanyu's eyes were dark, and he stared at her fixedly, silent, waiting for her to continue.

"I also had a car accident and hit my head during the last kidnapping, and I recovered my memory because of a blessing in disguise, and I recovered my memory The first time I thought of you, so... So I'm going to look for you. Her voice was soft to people's hearts, and her words couldn't help but highlight the importance of Feng Xuanyu in her heart.

Knowing his general temperament, An Yuxi knew that Feng Xuanyu was an arrogant and conceited person, and saying more soft words was better than suffering hard.

Feng Xuanyu leaned forward and directly pushed her against the wall, holding her round buttocks with his hands, the tip of his nose was close together, and his heavy breathing hit her face, like a beast enduring a violent outburst.

At such a close distance, in a shy posture, she wanted to let go, but as soon as the strength of her hand was loosened, she obviously had a significant downward trend, Feng Xuanyu's big hand on her buttocks/head did not exert force at all, not only did she not use force, but the kneading of her heart made her hands numb, and she had no choice but to use her legs to circle his lean waist.

"I... I originally wanted to tell you, but my brother said that my identity is special, and that it is fortunate that I came back from the dead, but if the news is revealed, the tragedy may repeat, you let me go first.... Let me go..."

Her face was flushed, and the places he had picked/touched were even more like they had been teased by fire.

Shouldn't a person who comes back from the dead and thinks crazy suddenly stand in front of him and laugh and be ecstatic, how can he be so tormenting.

When Feng Xuanyu heard this, his pupils dilated slightly, and in an instant, he returned to normal again.

There is no one in the world who knows Ling Ruoche more than him, Ling Ruoche can trust him, and keeping a secret is nothing more than a test.

If he really put his heart because An Yuxi re-wore Ling Ruoxun's identity, it can only be said that his love only stays on Ling Ruoxun's past.

I thought that the explanation would be over clearly, but who knew that Feng Xuanyu's hand suddenly loosened, An Yuxihuan's hand on the back of his neck did not grasp, and his body slid down the wall at once, although he landed safely, but he instinctively pressed his elbow against the wall, and the pain was terrible.

An Yuxi was also angry, and when he saw him let go of himself, he pushed him away, and he didn't want to explain anything, so he turned around and was about to leave.

I have never seen such an unreasonable man.

But as soon as An Yuxi turned around, he bullied her again and used a little more force to press her against the wall.

With her head buried in her hair, a low, hoarse voice came to her ears, "Try it from me next time." The tone was full of warnings, but it was also full of unconscious emotion.

His breathing was so heavy, he leaned on the wall with one hand, and curled up low at her neck.

"I don't dare. An Yuxi's grievances faded, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his hand wrapped around his waist without himself, no matter how many words he had, he couldn't resist the joy, excitement, apprehension, and confusion brought by the reunion after life and death.

She was Ling Ruoxun, and in his dreams he had sketched her appearance when she grew up countless times, and he admitted that when he saw An Yuxi for the first time, he did overlap the two faces in his mind.

Unexpectedly, time passed, and it really responded to the words of a senior monk they met when they climbed the mountain on the eve of their wedding, and it was destined that they couldn't escape or hide.

How did he answer?