Helpless, Jura sat quietly on the hospital bed, silent.

Leng Chenxuan sat on the sofa and elegantly flipped through the magazines in his hand.

Ke Zhehan sat beside Zhula, the corners of his mouth showed a smile but not a smile, and he looked at the woman beside him silently.

The three of them have their own thoughts, and each sticks to the persistence in each other's hearts.

In the quiet room, there is only the sound of each other's breathing.

After a moment, Jura realized that this was not a solution, she slowly raised her head, looked at Ke Zhehan beside her, and muttered, "I'm a little sleepy?"

Seeing Zhu La's somewhat tired expression, Ke Zhehan said softly: "If you are sleepy, just sleep!"

Hearing Ke Zhehan's deep voice, Leng Chenxuan raised his head suddenly, and he glanced coldly at Zhu La's drooping eyelids.

There was a touch in his heart, Leng Chenxuan did a good job of hiding the worry in his heart, and continued to pretend to be indifferent.

Ke Zhehan noticed the fiery and concerned eyes of the man behind him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He pretended to reach out to grab Jura's tender little hand, and before Jura could react, he quickly grabbed her hand and put it in his own hand.

There was a gentle look in her eyes, and that tender and sweet look made Jura a little at a loss for a while, she suddenly retracted her hand and looked at the man in front of her with some surprise.

Ke Zhehan's meticulous thoughts, for the 20-year-old Jula, she was unaware.

But for Leng Chenxuan, his heart was like a mirror, he knew that the man in front of him was just trying to sow discord.

Leng Chenxuan glanced at Zhu La, seeing that her face was embarrassed, he knew that she would not be interested in Ke Zhehan.

Seeing Ke Zhehan approaching him, Zhu La suddenly lay down in the quilt and grabbed the thin quilt to cover his head.

"I'm sleepy, shall you all go?" said Jura, nestled under the covers.

Seeing Zhu La's embarrassment, Leng Chenxuan slowly stood up from the sofa, tidied up his suit, took a long step, and walked out of the ward.

Ke Zhehan saw that Leng Chenxuan had left, followed his footsteps, and also walked out of the ward.

After a long time, Jura did not hear a sound, she slowly poked her head out of the bed, glanced at the door, and saw that the person had left, and her heart relaxed a lot.

She lifted the covers, stepped out of bed, and entered the bathroom.

When Jura walked out of the bathroom, she was just about to lift the quilt when she heard a low voice overhead: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Jura shuddered with fright, and she slowly raised her head and turned to look behind her.

I saw Leng Chenxuan standing behind him, his hands around his chest, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Zhu La's whole body from time to time.

Seeing Leng Chenxuan's deliberate expression and the ruffian smile, Jura felt goosebumps fall all over her body, she hugged her body tightly and shook her whole body.

Leng Chenxuan slowly approached Zhu La, and said coldly: "Your ability to lie is getting better and better now, and you don't blush or breathe!"

Leng Chenxuan's words made Jura laugh out loud for a while, and she glanced at the man in front of her.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smug smile: "It's your business......" After speaking, he grimaced at Leng Chenxuan.

Seeing that Jura was naughty and didn't seem to have any problems at all, Leng Chenxuan's worries finally calmed down.

He suddenly approached Zhu La, the ruffian smile on the corner of his mouth was even stronger, Leng Chenxuan turned to a wicked smile, forcing Zhu La to retreat step by step.

Retreating to the side of the bed, Jura had nowhere to run, she sat on the bed with her butt and muttered, "What the hell do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to see you embarrassed!" Leng Chenxuan leaned close to Zhu La, hooked her jaw, and smiled slightly: "The way you blush is fascinating!"

Zhu La's eyebrows furrowed, and she coldly slapped Leng Chenxuan's big palm.

glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth hooked a touch of mockery: "Can you, an old man, not be such a childish flirtatious girl?"

Holding his breath in his chest, Leng Chenxuan was a little uncomfortable by Zhu La's words, and he glanced coldly at Zhu La, who was full of smugness.

The corners of his mouth hooked an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he opened his voice in a deep voice: "Then do you know what happens when you tease an old man?"

Leng Chenxuan hooked Jura's jaw, and his big palm rubbed against her bloodless lips.

His calloused thumb rubbed against Jura's tender lips.

Jura's lips slowly activated, she opened her mouth slightly, and opened her voice in a deep voice: "Why are your hands so rough, is it really because you are too old and your hands are ......?"

Without saying a word, Leng Chenxuan's lips fell on Jura's lips like a storm.

Zhu La's brows furrowed, her hands kept pushing Leng Chenxuan's chest, and her mouth kept making a "whine" sound.

With round eyes, Jura bit Leng Chenxuan's lips angrily, blood continued to spread in the lips of the two, Leng Chenxuan ignored it.

The three words that came out of Jura's mouth kept repeating in his mind: old man.

Leng Chenxuan bit Zhu La's lips indignantly, his heart was unbalanced, he was only 30 years old, was he that old?

The smell of blood in the mouths of the two gradually became stronger, and Jura was a little uncomfortable, and she kept dodging Leng Chenxuan's kisses.

Finally, when Jura was out of breath, Leng Chenxuan let go of her.

Zhu La quickly took a few steps back, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and pointed to Leng Chenxuan's cheek: "Leng Chenxuan, you actually ...... I ......"

At this time, Jura didn't know what words to use to describe her mood at the moment.

The scene just now suddenly felt so familiar to her, and the same picture kept appearing in her mind.

Jura was at a loss for a moment, she reached out and rubbed her temples, sat on the hospital bed indignantly, and muttered: "Old man!"

Listening to the muttering words in Zhula's mouth, Leng Chenxuan suddenly felt funny, why did he have to worry so much about a 20-year-old girl.

Glancing at Zhu La, who was sulking on the bed, Leng Chenxuan slowly sat beside her, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know the consequences of offending the old man?"

Jura pursed her lips, turned her head to look at the man beside her, and showed a contemptuous tone in her mouth: "It's rare for an old man to be so passionate......"

The 20-year-old Zhu La also has her own personality, she doesn't care about Leng Chenxuan's authority, and she is not afraid of what kind of president he is, and she obeys her own ideas.

Leng Chenxuan patted Zhu La's head, his eyes were full of smiles: "You have such a temperament, you will suffer in the future?"

Zhu stretched his hand and slapped Leng Chenxuan's big palm, muttering in his mouth: "Don't worry about it, take care of your own hormone-developed lower body!"

Listening to Zhu La's words, Leng Chenxuan frowned for a while, Zhu La had never said such words before, and the 20-year-old Zhu La would not say such words, as for Mo Yuxin, she was so shy that she would not say such things.

But the girl in front of her kept babbling out words, not like these three people would say.

Glancing at Zhula, Leng Chenxuan fell into deep thought, she patted Zhula's head, wanting to see what kind of person this girl was in her head.

"Don't shoot, it's stupid enough, and if you shoot again, it's even less smart!" Zhu La turned her head and glared at Leng Chenxuan viciously, her eyebrows tightened.