No wonder he couldn't get through when he called Yan Zidong!

"Uh...... Yes, Brother Chu Chu probably wants to recuperate, and when he has time, he will sit in a wheelchair and make some herbs-"

Nalan Miaomiao was a little stunned by Yan Ci's aura, and she didn't dare to laugh when she talked to Yan Ci.

Yan Ci frowned, and a vague emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Ci,"

Sima Xilou patted Yan Ci on the shoulder and said, "I'll ask you something—borrow a step to speak." ”

Yan Ci followed him to the other end of the corridor.

Nalan Miaomiao glanced at them curiously, but soon didn't care, lowered her head and continued to swipe her phone with interest.

Ten fingers are like flying, and they are released with the army of netizens.

"What's the matter?"

Walking in front of a begonia, Yan Ci glanced at Sima Xilou suspiciously and asked, "Your kid is still mysterious!" ”

"Brother Ci, I mean to say,"

Sima Xilou said seriously, "The responsibility for that kidnapping is not yours, although Zidong has suffered a little, but after all, he has been saved, and his body will slowly recover...... We're all good brothers, you ......."

Speaking of which, he didn't know how to persuade him.

Don't think that he can't see it with a big grin, after Brother Ci came back this time, the whole person seems to be a lot more depressed, and his heart is heavy......

Even he could see it!

And Brother Ci's guilt for Yan Zidong seems to be too heavy?

When he was hospitalized in the previous period, Yan Ci was simply incarnated as twenty-four filial piety, and he couldn't sleep in front of Yan Zidong's hospital bed, as if he had forgotten that he was also injured.

When Yan Zidong returned to the villa, although Yan Ci had few people, he listened to what Steward Wang said, and the good things that nourished the body generally made people send a few cars!

Even if Yan Zidong eats those supplements every day, he can't finish them for a year and a half.

Not to mention, if you overdo it, you will get angry!

Especially Brother Ci's attitude towards Yan Zidong seems to be ...... As if he owed Yan Zidong a lot, when facing Yan Zidong, his expression was cautious.

Like, afraid of Yan Zidong?

But there's no reason for that!

His brother can't be afraid of anyone at all!

As soon as he thought of this, Sima Xilou felt very puzzled.

I even want to see if Yan Ci was disguised by someone or something!

Doesn't look like his brother, right?!

"I see what you mean,"

Yan Ci smiled and slapped Sima Xilou on the shoulder, "I know it in my heart, don't worry!" ”

Sima Xilou also smiled.

Good brother, no need to say anything.

"You go first, I'll smoke a cigarette."

Yan Ci said, took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette and held it, then took out a lighter, lowered his eyelids, and lit a cigarette.

The smoke slowly rose and obscured his vision.

Yan Ci flicked the cigarette ash and looked at an acacia tree in the corner of the garden, looking a little stunned.

The cigarette burned slowly, until it reached his fingers, and then he was suddenly stirred back to his senses by the scorching temperature, and reached out to extinguish the cigarette butt on the stone pillar by the porch.

Sima Xilou looked at him from a distance, and there was obvious doubt in his eyes.

Brother Ci, what's wrong?

I persuaded him several times, but I can't seem to persuade him!

"How's going on with Brother Ci?"

Here, Yan Mu also put away his mobile phone, struggled in Bo Junxiao's arms, and calmly changed the topic.

Her face was already smoking, and if Bo Junxiao continued to speak in her arms, she might lose even the ability to think.

And she also knew in her heart that Bo Junxiao and Yan Ci had stayed in the study for so long, definitely not just to post a confession Weibo like that.

"Today is a good day,"

However, Bo Junxiao refused to let her go, and his voice sounded in her ears again, "This is what you promised me, once you promised, you will not be allowed to repay the debt!" ”

"I ......"

Yan Mu had just said a word, and he felt an abrupt headache of déjà vu.