Mu Xiaocheng's mood at the moment is indescribable.

The man's current appearance was seductive, sexy and seductive, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

His eyes were misty, and his inky black pupils shimmered.

His lips, which were originally red, are now even sexier, making people want to touch them.

Ji Huaishen was already handsome, handsome and flawless, coupled with his seductive posture and expression now, ordinary people couldn't refuse at all.

But she ......

Mu Xiaocheng moved her lips, looked up at him, and said with discussion in her tone: "Can I hug you?" ”

Hearing her words, Ji Huai's eyes darkened, and he grabbed her tightly in his arms with his big hand.

He knew that she was already trying not to reject him.

She was just scared.

Can't take that step.

It's okay.

As long as she is there, he can wait for as long as he wants.

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The next day, Su Xiaoling learned that Song Yansheng had entered the hospital again, so he brought some more things, took his small notebook, and ran to the hospital.

This time, I didn't just want to see Song Yansheng, but I wanted to know something.

Yang Pu, who was standing outside the ward, saw Su Xiaoling and knew that she must have come to find his young master, so he lowered his voice and said, "Goddess, the young master has already fallen asleep, or will you come back another day?" ”

"Sleeping?"

Su Xiaoling took off his mask, took out his small notebook and pen, and said to Yangpu: "That's right, I'm looking for you." ”

"Looking for me?"

Yang Pu blinked inexplicably, what is the goddess looking for him?

At this moment, I saw Su Xiaoling open his notebook, glanced at Yang Pu and asked, "How old is your young master this year?" ”

"Twenty-seven." Yang Pu replied subconsciously.

Due to the constraints, Su Xiaoling could only stick the notebook to the wall and start recording.

"Height and weight, and shoe size."

Hearing Su Xiaoling ask, Yang Pu suddenly reacted, the goddess wanted to understand his young master in an all-round way.

Thinking of this, he thought for a while and replied: "Height 187, weight 60, measurements are not clear." ”

Su Xiaoling looked sideways and looked at him with disdain: "You don't know this?" Aren't you his special assistant? ”

Yang Pu shook his head: "I'm just in charge of the young master's daily life, these private things ......"

"Ahem, I'm waiting for you to find out later."

This sentence seemed to please Su Xiaoling, Su Xiaoling pursed his lips and smiled, and continued to ask calmly.

Song Yansheng had already fallen asleep, took medicine, his brain was also muddy, and his mental state was very bad.

But it didn't take long to wake up.

When I woke up, I heard two deliberately muffled voices talking outside, which was very familiar.

One of them is Yangpu, while the other ......

Song Yansheng frowned slightly, got up, and opened the door.

Su Xiaoling, who was trying to take notes, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw Song Yansheng who suddenly appeared, silently put away the notebook, and smiled at him.

"Young Master, why are you up? I just slept for a while. ”

Yang Pu asked worriedly.

His young master hasn't slept well these days, and the doctor told him that he just needs to rest more to get better quickly.

But why did the young master get up after sleeping for a while?

Song Yansheng glanced at him lightly, and there was no expression on his sickly white face.

"You're too noisy."

Because of his illness, his voice was a little hoarse, and it was distressing to listen to.

He glanced at Su Xiaoling next to Yangpu with cold eyes, and then turned around and entered the ward again.

Su Xiaoling handed the notebook in his hand to Yang Pu: "You help me take it first." ”

After saying that, he followed in.

(End of chapter)