100 Billion Marriage: Wife,You're my boss

Xu Yang's heart was horizontal, holding the child, left Lu Xijun, and then went directly to the medical guidance platform.

Lu Xijun has been crying with her head down. She thought she could always make Xu Yangrou whisper to herself this time, didn't she?

No man can resist the lethality of her crying. Who knows that she has cried for ten minutes. If she cries again, she is afraid that her eyes will be swollen, but the other party still has no response. Lu Xijun was stunned, then looked up and found

The place where the sunny and handsome man stood in front of him is now empty.

"Teacher Xu, Xu Yang, where have you been?" She became anxious and looked for people all over the world in such a large hospital. Xu Yang's practice caught her by surprise.

Finally, she found it, but it was half an hour later. Looking for it room by room, she was out of breath and sweating all over her body.

Then in the infusion observation room, she caught Xu Yang's back. He had a good way. The child was already infusion and seemed to have experienced some trouble. The needle of such a small child could only be stuck on his head. It looked very distressing, and it was obvious that he had cried, and there were dry tears on his face.

However, Lu Xijun has no time to pay attention to the child. Now her mind is full of the back of Xu Yang, which is silhouetted by the sun. It's really too much like the back of ink Shiyi when she was a student.

Tall and majestic, it satisfies every girl's fantasy of prince charming in her school days.

Now she can't care whether Xu Yang is a substitute for ink Shiyi.

She just couldn't help walking forward and surrounded Xu Yang's waist from behind. She couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with the child, so she could only understand that it was love between house and Wu. Because he loved her deeply, he was so obsessed with the child.

Xu Yang, who was held by Lu Xijun, was stiff for a while, not because of the intimate contact between men and women, but because

Lu Xijun's eyes with ardent love suddenly coagulated, and his breath

She still remembered the smell of ink and time, and Mexico's love for Gucci's perfume was not changed since he started using perfume.

It's too coincidental. It's like the back and smell. Except for this face, it's completely alive.

Lu Xijun held him still, but he laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to love this brand of perfume too."

Xu Yang has his back to Lu Xijun, so Lu Xijun can't see his expression now. Otherwise, she will find the unpredictable and messy expression on his face, and it's too late to clean up.

Xu Yang tried to keep his voice calm, "what's the matter? Any questions? "

"My dead fiance also love this brand of perfume, which may be a fate."

"You've always said that I look like your dead fiance, this one and that one, but what I want to tell you is that I'm Xu Yang, not anyone's shadow." Xu Yang clenched his teeth and said that he still didn't want Lu Xijun to know his identity. Lu Xijun was a big trouble. If she knew, she would pester herself like a ghost that hasn't dispersed for a long time.

After hearing this, Lu Xijun was also excited. She loosened Xu Yang's arm, and then walked around in front of Xu Yang. She said loudly, "no, no, you're not anyone's substitute. I know you're Xu Yang!"