Chapter 407: Little Uncle, Please Restrain 2

After Jiang Xiaonan finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at his face, he may only remember her 'nickname', but he doesn't know her real name.

When she was a child, she was so thin and weak that the children in the same village called her 'bean sprouts', and no one ever called her name.

When Gu Moyang went to their village for the summer vacation, he also shouted bean sprouts and bean sprouts.

Sure enough, Gu Moyang had no reaction to the name Jiang Xiaonan at all.

At this time, the elevator clanged.

Gu Moyang walked into the elevator with slender thighs and saw Jiang Xiaonan still standing in place.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't you going down?" ”

Jiang Xiaonan hadn't come back to his senses yet, and when he heard his words, his legs automatically and consciously walked in.

Gu Moyang pressed the button, and the elevator slowly went down.

Jiang Xiaonan is only one meter six tall, and she is also wearing flat shoes, standing next to the tall and mighty Gu Moyang, she looks even more petite.

She silently lowered her head and stared at the tips of her shoes, not having the courage to look at him, only feeling that her heart was beating fast all the time.

After a while, the elevator arrived, and Gu Moyang was the first to get out of the elevator.

Jiang Xiaonan didn't have the courage to talk to him, and silently looked at the back of the striding away.

She still remembered that summer vacation, she was like a little tail, following Gu Moyang all day long.

With Gu Moyang here, Jiang Xiaonan lived so comfortably in the village for the first time, like an uncle, and other children would no longer bully her.

Now, he is the captain of the Ningcheng Special Police Brigade, and when he wears a uniform, he is even more handsome.

And she is still the ordinary bean sprout that can't be more ordinary, inconspicuous.

Even, she didn't even have the courage to tell Gu Moyang that she was a bean sprout.

Upstairs, in the ward, Lin Qian watched Gu Moyang leave.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and between them, there was an insurmountable chasm, and there was no going back.

At this time, her mobile phone rang, Lin Qian picked up the phone, looked at the caller ID, and frowned deeper.

"Hey, well, I know, I'll be discharged tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone, Lin Qian's mood became even heavier.

Hearing that Suningyan came back alive, she tidied up her clothes, asked the nurse, and found Suningyan's ward.

The ward she lives in is naturally the best ward in the whole hospital.

As soon as she walked in the door, she saw Zhuo Junyue coaxing her to drink some pear juice, which can moisten her lungs.

His gentle appearance couldn't help but remind Lin Qian of Gu Moyang.

Suningyan felt average about Sydney juice, so he stopped drinking it after two sips.

Seeing Linda standing outside, Suningyan waved at her.

Zhuo Junyue turned his head and looked at Linda standing outside.

Zhuo Junyue has no impression of her, when he first chose the heroine, he let Suningyan take full responsibility.

What did she come to do? Zhuo Junyue didn't want others to disturb the two-person world between him and Suningyan.

Linda walked to Suningyan's bed, "Miss Su, how are you doing now?" I just came to see you. ”

Without waiting for Suningyan to speak, Zhuo Junyue stood up and was separated between Suningyan and Linda.

"She can't speak yet, she needs to recuperate, it's fine, she doesn't need to come and visit."

Zhuo Junyue felt that a woman like her, Bacheng came to stammer, and he had seen a lot.

Now the little thing is still weak and has not so much energy to deal with others.

Su Ningyan looked at the cold face of her little uncle, as if she was a different person from the man who coaxed her to drink pear juice just now.

She tugged at the corner of his clothes, after all, people were kind enough to come to visit.

Zhuo Junyue lowered his head and pulled the little hand that was tugging at the corner of his clothes, a little helpless, so he had to change his words, "Linda, don't worry, the heroine of the next play is still you." ”()

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