The room was quiet, the refreshing scent of flowers wafted in through the window, and the smell of fresh flowers flowed everywhere in the air.

At this time, Su Xiaowan, who was lying weak and weak on the bed, what reason did she have to complain and blame Luoyang, after all, Luoyang was not wrong, but he was wrong for drinking that night's wine.

A strange man who has never had anything to do with her is so willing to serve herself, and her cold heart gradually has some warmth.

He wore a black shirt with a natural open neckline, revealing the snow-white skin inside.

There was a slight warmth on her face, but she was still a little impatient.

"I'll be here alone, Mr. Luo, thank you, you go to work!"

She turned away, not wanting to look at him again.

The female nurse walked in with the liquid and looked at Luoyang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a helpless expression.

"What's the matter with you as a husband, you can't just patronize business, so you put your wife aside, her body is very weak, and she has to stew more black chicken soup for her after she is discharged from the hospital."

Hearing the female nurse say that he was her husband, a trace of joy flashed on his face, but he returned to normal in an instant, and before he could skim the eight characters, would Su Xiaowan agree to him!

He whispered to the nurse.

"Yes, definitely."

This man is really cheeky.

The little bit of goodwill just now disappeared in an instant, and Su Xiaowan's face showed a trace of disdain.

Luoyang pretended not to see it, sat beside her, and looked at her tenderly.

That night, she hugged him tightly for a night, lingering with him endlessly.

Until now, he still had the faint aroma of her in his mind.

In his eyes, she is a very special woman, a warm woman, and also a good web writer, and he likes her.

When she gets better, he must dig her into his company, he read what she wrote last night, and it's really good.

It was Tang Xiaoke who transferred her article in QQ.

He looked at her slender body again, leaning against the wall, curled up under the covers.

Those works, each one of them is well written, yesterday Tang Xiaoke told him her pen name, and he secretly read it.

The sunlight slanted into the room through the gap in the window, and it looked very shiny on her side face. She seemed to be asleep, as beautiful as a holy maiden.

He couldn't bear to disturb her and walked out softly, standing outside in front of the window and looking down.

It is a north-south street.

The streets are bustling with traffic, with a steady stream of cars driving along the wide road, drivers honking their horns non-stop.

"Mr. Luo, how is it? Xiaowan is okay! ”

Tang Xiaoke returned to the office, but she still couldn't let go of her best friend, so she directly called Luoyang's mobile phone.

"It's okay, she's asleep, Miss Tang, don't worry, I'm here."

Luoyang tried to keep his tone as flat as possible, took out a lighter from his pocket, and took another cigarette and lit it.

He stood in front of the window and kept thinking, in fact, he had a question in his heart for many days.

Su Xiaowan's face was too much like a person, and with just a few memories, he tightly overlapped Su Xiaowan's face and the outline of that person's face, overlapped, and kept imaging in his brain, and finally the two people finally became one person.

His good-looking handsome face was full of sadness at this time, "Sir, this is a hospital, you can't smoke." ”

The male doctor in the white coat walked over and saw that he was smoking, and his gentle expression changed and became very stern.

"There are patients in the wards, and they need a clean world."

Luoyang snuffed out the cigarette fiercely, his eyebrows were like arrows, and his wandering gaze became firm.

He must find a time to ask Su Xiaowan if she had never been in a farm yard in the suburbs, and whether she had played with a boy who was a year older than him.

But if she remembered, then why didn't she remind him!

At least two people have been together before, and they have been good!

She was the girl he remembered with a single pigtail and jumping rope in the sun, she was five years old and he was six years old.

She wore a pink coat with two small cloth pockets embroidered with gold thread......

Tang Xiaoke hung up the phone and twisted his head out the window.

Outside, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it is beautiful.

She looked at the flower-filled world and fell into deep thought.

Su Xiaowan and Luoyang are so fateful, which is unexpected.

In fact, a president as big as Luoyang is also quite handsome, capable, and extremely compassionate, Su Xiaowan should not miss it.

For Su Xiaowan, this is definitely a good choice.

Based on Tang Xiaoke's intuition, she felt that Luoyang should be a very responsible man.

The Apple 8 red phone she put on the table rang dripping.

Looking at the string of numbers, 13167893456.

Very unfamiliar, do you want to answer this call?

She hesitated, her heart was tired and she didn't want to be disturbed by other people.

So I didn't care about burying my head and continued to sort out the documents in my hand.

She sat up straight, and as soon as she opened the file, her phone rang again.

She frowned and made an incomprehensible gesture.

I'll go, don't!

People still have to review documents, who is this, so short-sighted.

Looking at the stack of things in his hand helplessly, the president also said that he would do the sales report in the afternoon!

Alas! Can you still get the job done by looking at the situation?

She tucked her jet-black hair behind her ears in front of her forehead.

I put the pen down and answered the strange call.