Chapter 417

On a quiet afternoon, after the doctor's re examination, Xiao Han went through the discharge procedures for Ling Xiaoan.

Taking advantage of Xiao Han's leave, Joe holds Ling Xiaoan's hands and frowns: "Xiaoan, I don't want to force you, but we can't escape any more."

This is not a problem that escape can solve.

Escape will only make her condition more and more serious.

Ling Xiaoan slowly raised his head, eyes have been red, probably last night and hidden in the quilt, secretly crying for a long time.

She is hoarse voice, murmur: "I know late, if... If he still does not like me, then I, I will leave him later."

Leaving?

Will it?

At least now she feels that there won't be a day. It seems that she can't live without him.

So anyway, she can't leave, can she? She didn't mind being humble, because she was always humble.

"Xiao an, when did it start? You didn't like him before? You also said that he is very abnormal... "Joe asked later.

Ling Xiaoan pondered for a long time, eyelashes blinked gently, and the corner of his mouth was smiling like nothing: "I'm so big, except Xiao Zheng, I haven't even touched a boy's hand. As you know, I dare not talk to a boy in school, but I have already had a child with him.... "

"Late, I can't seem to leave him."

"Xiao'an..." Joe wanted to say that he couldn't do without it. He didn't necessarily like it.

But looking at Xiao an, she couldn't say.

"And don't tell her about that!" Ling Xiaoan opened his eyes and begged, "please don't let him know. Can you leave me some dignity?"

"Don't be nervous. I won't tell him. I won't," he said

"But Xiao an, you have to promise me that if he is sorry for you later, you must tell me not to do stupid things by yourself, you know?"

But tell her, what can she do? What about Lu Zhanshen?

No one can control Xiao Han's heart, no one can control Xiao Han's thought.

If Xiao Han continues to remember that woman, Xiao an will still be injured.

……

On the way back, Xiao Han drives, Ling Xiaoan sits in the co pilot's seat, and no one talks.

When he arrived at the waterfront apartment, he carried her into the elevator, her hands around his neck and her face gently on his shoulder.

Push open the door, he took her into the bathroom: "I give you water, a good bath, and then sleep, eh?"

Ling xiao'an said softly, but still wrapped around the man's neck, and didn't mean to let go.

Xiao Han secretly picked an eyebrow and gazed at her with a smile. He lowered his head and touched the tip of her nose: "what's the matter? Do you want me to accompany you, or... "

"Yes." Her voice could not be lighter, but she said it without any hesitation.

All of a sudden, the fundus of his eyes became dark and warm.

"Ann?"

"Xiao Han, I... Want you to accompany me, accompany me together, OK?"

“……”

The sound of water in the bathroom hasn't stopped for a long time. The picture inside is too indescribable.

Back in the bedroom, it was a little dark. Ling Xiaoan was tired and her eyelids were closed.

She fell asleep before her hair could blow dry.

"An an..." Xiao Han put one hand on the pillow, bowed his head and kissed her forehead pitifully.

It's the feeling, it's not wrong, it's the feeling.

When Su Yuan got close to him and even kissed him, he didn't feel like he was burning all over the place.

But when he met his little woman, he was possessed and couldn't stop!

……

The next morning, Xiao Han got up early.

From a few days ago, he has officially returned to Wanji group, and his goal is to break away from the relationship between Wanji and Xiao in the shortest time.

Seeing that she was still sleeping, he put on his clothes without waking her up.

But when he was about to leave the room, she opened her eyes.

His little woman sat at the head of the bed, her clear eyes looking at him for a moment, with a little sad: "Xiao Han, where are you going?"

He went back to the bed and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead. "I'm going to the company, Ann. Be nice and have a good rest at home."

Ling Xiaoan's heart slightly pulled up.

Does he still disagree with her going to Wanji as an intern? Why?

She looked at him timidly: "Xiao Han, i... I'll wait. Can I make something to eat and send it to you at noon?"

His eyes were full of accidents, close to her ears, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "do you want to give me something to eat? What kind of food is it? Well

She blushed and said nothing.

The tone of his voice, so dumb, so low, seems to imply something

"Give me a call before you come and I'll have someone pick you up downstairs."

She looked up, eyes have a surprise, back to God, gently nodded.

……

At 12 noon, Ling Xiaoan came to Wanji downstairs with the prepared lunch.

At the gate, she called him, so when she came in, no one stopped her, and even someone nodded to her.

But behind it

Her fingers clenched, forcing herself to ignore the words.

The elevator door opens and Ling Xiaoan arrives at the president's office.

Ding min, wearing a black professional suit, stares at Ling Xiaoan with a smile: "President Xiao's meeting still has ten minutes. You go ahead and wait."

Ling Xiaoan did not speak, carrying a lunch box, bowed into the office.

People outside could not resist their curiosity and gathered around Ding min's desk one after another: "sister Ding min, this takeout... Has been delivered directly to the door?

Last time I was reprimanded by the president, Ding min was afraid in the heart, and now he didn't dare to talk.

Just, look at that woman's cheap appearance, she still can't help but pull a corner of the mouth: "Mr. Xiao opened a meeting in the morning, it should be to relieve fatigue."

"Tut Tut, I said that girls nowadays have no sense of shame? If I give birth to such a daughter in broad daylight, I must kill her. It's a shame to live! "

"But then, don't we love to play with women? You haven't heard of those rumors before. Mr. Xiao sent people around to look for the right woman... "

"But I can't see that woman's simple appearance just now."

"Simple is not simple, you can see it? I don't know if they would have come here to deliver the takeout

“……”

"All right, all right, stop talking about it!" Ding min scolds, gossip finally stops.

Ling Xiaoan sat on the sofa, stiff and cold.

Listening to those harsh voices, she suddenly felt that she was... Cheap.