Heart attack

Chapter 45
Tang Hong also raised his hand, fearing that something might go wrong again, "The wound will open, don't touch it carelessly."

The doctor's order was still lingering in her head, and she had been exhorting her for a long time just now, and said that it would be very troublesome for the wound to open again, and if it was not taken care of properly, it would leave scars.

Feast on such hands, without unnecessary scars.

"I'll get it for you, right?" She carefully let go of Sheng Yan's hand, then put her gaze into his pocket, and was stunned for a moment.

"..."

She forgot that the pocket is a trouser pocket.

Blinking her fox eyes, her nervous eyes were watched by Yan Yan, who smiled and greeted slyly: "Are you sure?"

"..."

Tang Hong also gritted her teeth. People were injured because of her. It is normal to take care of other people's daily life. In this case, now that the difficulties are in front of her, she can't turn a blind eye. "Don't talk."

Anyway, it's not her who suffers.

Doing a good job of psychological preparation, Tang Hongyi stretched his hand towards his trouser pocket slowly, his fingers touched the black trousers, and the cold touch was transmitted from his fingertips to his nerves.

Her body and mind were expressing her flustered feelings, she stretched two fingers in, and the narrow space of her trouser pocket made her inevitably touch a corner of her body.

As the medium, the trousers rubbed her legs under her fingers. Tang Hongyi couldn't get them, and stretched his fingers down again. Before he finished the action, his wrist was pulled up vigorously, and he left the scope of the feast.

With his hand on Tang Hongyi's arm, the air became silent. She looked around and fell into the increasingly confused eyes of Sheng Yan.

Yan Yan concealed his cough, let go of his hand, and turned around, "No, it's not an important call."

"You didn't even see who was calling, so how do you know whether it's important or not." Before she could react, she was almost able to take it out just now, and Tang Hongyi still felt it was a pity, "I just met it, and soon, You wait a moment."

Sheng Yan's temples hurt, "Tang Hongyi!"

She said "um".

Sheng Yan looked at her, remained silent for a few seconds, and was defeated, "My legs are itchy, and I don't have a mobile phone."

"..." She froze for a few seconds.

I obviously had a mobile phone just now, what nonsense... Tang Hong also glanced suddenly, there was a mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and it was a woman pulling someone's trouser pocket~

"!!!"

Tang Hong also rubbed pink bubbles, his face blushing unpreparedly.

……

Back at the hotel, it was almost two o'clock, the warm yellow lights in the corridor were spread on the ground, and the muffled sound of stepping on the floor was still playing back in the corridor.

The presidential suite is on the tallest floor. There are only four rooms in total, one for Shengyan, one for Tang Hongyi, Ji Wenyin, one for Guanghang Pizzerui, and the remaining one is the conference room that is used as a work area.

The four rooms are far apart, the feast is at the innermost side of the corner, the diagonally opposite door is Pizerui, the first room from the elevator is the meeting room, next to the meeting room is Tang Hongyi's room.

Tang Hong also took the lead in sending the feast to the door, rubbing the plastic bag in his hand and making a sound, "Here, go to bed early."

"Good night." Sheng Yan reached out to take it.

She lowered her head, she had never looked at the feast since she got in the car, and she was afraid that she would reveal something during this period, but fortunately, the feast didn't embarrass her, she didn't speak along the way, just looked at the street scene outside.

It's just that the phone vibrated and didn't listen, letting him know who he was calling.

He covered up a trace of displeasure, but the displeasure disappeared quickly, and Tang Hongyi's soft fingers were still lingering in his heart.

He hooked his fingers and smiled slightly.

The two said goodbye, Tang Hong also walked out of the corner, the elevator door just opened, Guo Erqi was holding Ji Wenyin in the elevator, and Ji Wenyin lay quietly in his arms to rest.

The picture is very good, like the heart-pounding plot of a novel, if Guo Erqi's expression is a little spoiled.

(End of this chapter)