When he heard the name from Ji Ming's mouth, a cold light like the North Pole flashed in his black eyes, and at the same time, a monstrous fury that seemed to be able to destroy everything burst out from the bottom of his eyes.

The car sped into the hospital's parking lot, the screeching of brakes against a mark that had been relayed on the ground, just like the raging rage that was surging at the moment.

The tight lips drew a cold arc, the tight handsome face was covered with frost, the black eyes filled with anger flashed sharply, and the low and cold noise made people feel like they were in a cold ice pool, and their bodies couldn't stop trembling lightly, "Ji, go to the United States for me to investigate something." ”

After listening to his explanation, Ji Ming on the other end of the phone quietly shuddered, and couldn't help but mourn in silence for the initiator in his heart, and at the same time understood that his friend was really angry this time, so he gave such a ruthless order. But all this is just the man's own doing, and he does not deserve any sympathy.

After hanging up the phone, Lei Ziqian's face was still gloomy, and the bright white flag lights above the parking lot flickered slightly, bringing a touch of weirdness to the silent atmosphere, but all this was not as terrifying as the look of anger on the man's face.

It's just that when he returned to the ward, his cold aura was all constricted, and the originally sharp edges and corners of Jun's face softened in an instant.

The room was quiet, the lights in the living room had been extinguished, and only the warm light that slowly emanated from the bedside illuminated the room.

The man walked to the hospital bed gently, his eyes fell on the woman's hands pressed on the quilt, a trace of pampering flashed in his eyes, leaned over, stretched out his big hand and gently took away the magazine in her hand, put it on the table on the side, and then gently held her little hand, lifted the quilt and put it in, and then carefully tucked the corners of the quilt.

After doing all this, he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and stroked the woman's soft and fair cheeks, and helped her carefully hook the few strands of hair that were naughty to the side of her face behind her ears, and stared intently at the woman who was sleeping quietly under the soft light, and her dark eyes contained layers of tender love.

In the quiet room, only the sound of the woman's shallow breathing and his intermingling with each other bring an intimate gesture, and the atmosphere is quiet and serene.

However, the sleeping face of the woman on the bed suddenly rose a little uneasy, her head shook slightly, her eyebrows were condensed, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to make a sound but could not say it. Even in the dim light, I could see that my face had suddenly turned white, and my hands buried in the quilt were holding the quilt tightly and uneasily, and my face was full of fear, as if I had dreamed of some terrible situation.

The man's soft expression suddenly froze, one hand lightly covered the side of her face, the other hand lightly hugged her body, leaned forward, lowered his head to the woman who had fallen into the nightmare, and whispered in her ear, "Baby, what's wrong?" ”

Pei Xiaorou's eyelids couldn't help trembling, her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, she opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were full of fear and panic, looking at the man hanging above, the whole person looked pale and weak, uneasy and scared.

Lei Ziqian's eyes were full of distress, his big hand gently wiped the fine sweat oozing from her forehead, lowered his head and dropped a hot and warm kiss on it, his black eyes stared straight at her frightened little face that looked a little stunned, and couldn't help whispering to comfort her, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

Bei Xiaorou looked at him with her long eyelashes trembling, and finally came back to her senses from the dream just now, suddenly leaned out her hands from the quilt, leaned over slightly and hugged his neck tightly, the trembling noise was still a little frightened, "I dreamed of that car ......"

She couldn't say the rest of the words, so she could only hug him tightly and absorb the warmth from him.

The man frowned, Jun's face was full of distress, and he lay on the bed with his body slightly on the side, and at the same time tightly wrapped his arms around the woman's waist with one hand, and gently patted her back with the other hand, he could feel the cold temperature of her whole body, and the worry in his eyes became more and more intense.

Kisses kept falling on her forehead, and the low-alcohol noise kept soothing, "Don't be afraid, baby, it's just a dream." ”

The bodies of the two were close to each other, and the familiar aura of the man surrounded her tightly, it was a reassuring and nostalgic taste, Pei Xiaorou buried her head tightly in front of his chest, and the hands around his neck unconsciously tightened a little, although a panicked heart slowly calmed down under his comfort, there was still a kind of fear remaining in her body, she couldn't help but murmur softly, "Don't leave me." ”

The panic in her words made the man's heart shrink and ache. His hands wrapped her harder into his arms, "I'm not leaving." Good, it's okay, close your eyes, don't think about anything, get a good night's sleep, I'll always be here. ”

The woman rubbed lightly on his chest with affection and dependence, nodded slowly, the frightened mood that had not subsided from sleepiness finally stabilized under his constant comfort, and the sleepiness swept up again, and the long eyelashes finally closed slowly.

From time to time, the man lowered his eyes and looked at the woman buried in his chest, her shallow and steady breathing between the wings of her nose, slowly caressing into her skin through the thin shirt, announcing that she had slept peacefully.

He didn't let go of the petite body in his arms, but hugged her a little harder, just wishing that he could embed her into his body and not let her be hurt in the slightest.

The frightened appearance of her helplessness just now floated in her mind, and her black eyes were suddenly cold, mixed with surging flames, with a frightening aura of slaughter.

The woman in his arms is the person he has to love all his life, and whoever dares to hurt her in the slightest, he will never let it go!

Because of the company, in the second half of the night, Bei Xiaorou never dreamed of yesterday's terrible dream again, slept peacefully until dawn, and her complexion recovered a lot, she didn't even feel a headache, she had strength all over her body, and she intuitively felt that she was no longer in trouble, and she planned to be discharged from the hospital directly.

Unexpectedly, Lei Ziqian rejected her request at the moment, and when the doctor came for a follow-up, he also said that she was fine, and if she had to be discharged from the hospital, it was okay, but he still sternly refused it, and insisted that she lie down for another day.

At this time, she was half-leaning on the bed, flipping through the magazine in her hand, but her eyes looked at the living room outside the door from time to time, and she could just see the man sitting on the sofa with a cold face, listening intently to Yu Tezhu's report, and a soft light rippled in her eyes.

Obviously, she was fine, but the man still couldn't rest assured, not only did he not agree to let her out of the hospital, but also insisted on staying with her. Obviously, it seems that there is a lot of work in the company that requires him to make decisions, but he would rather let Yu Tezhu make an extra trip and take the information to the hospital for processing, rather than leave.

It was his nightmare last night that worried him. Thinking of this, my heart felt warm and at the same time a little regretful.

Outside the half-open window, the warm sun and the breeze carried in, the white curtains fluttered gently, and the smell of sunlight permeated the nose.

The ward was very quiet, only Yu Tezhu's respectful report echoed, occasionally lined with a sharp word or two from the man, bringing a hint of solemnity.

Even if Pei Xiaorou didn't listen deliberately, but those words still drifted into her ears, and when she heard them mention that the original high-rise buildings in Yiyuan Phase II were all destroyed, and the next thing was the problem of reconstruction, she was slightly stunned when she officially handed over this project to their company, and couldn't help but put her eyes on the man, gently shook her long eyelashes, and then the corners of her lips slowly hooked up a light smile.

When Yu Tezhu finally left, Bei Xiaorou glanced at Lei Ziqian, who was looking down at the computer on the coffee table, pursed her lower lip slightly, put down the magazine she had read in her hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and wanted to walk out with a light step.

"Where are you going?"

As soon as he stepped in front of the man, he suddenly spoke, and Bei Xiaorou quickly turned her head, and saw that he was still looking down at the computer in front of him, but he could accurately grasp her movements.

Retracting the other foot that had stepped forward, she looked at the man who finally raised her eyes slowly, the corners of her lips hooked up a soft smile, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the door, with obvious worry in her clear eyes, "I want to go and see Brother Zhuo." ”