The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 43 Fairy Tale
Xie Xun swiped open the screen and saw the essay sent by Su Luo. He hadn't read the content yet, but only looked at the length. The corners of his mouth were already curling up.

[A long time ago, in a large forest, a rabbit was drinking water by a stream. He lost his footing and was rescued by a fox...]

Just after reading the beginning, the man frowned.

Is this treating him like a child?
But he still couldn't help but look down.

[The rabbit's heart was pounding in fear, thinking it was love, so she got together with the fox. Later, the rabbit found out that the fox kept other animals in captivity, so she left the fox, but the fox would not let the rabbit go and always bullied her.

Until one day, the handsome Mr. Brown Bear slapped the fox away and took the rabbit back to the tree hole...]

Mr. Xie's face darkened and he stared at the word "brown bear" for a few seconds.

Handsome brown bear...

what logic?

Even if you want to use a metaphor, can't it be more appropriate?

[Mr. Brown Bear not only gave her delicious honey, took care of her when she was sick, but also stood up for her when she was in danger, just like a hero.

Unlike that fox, Mr. Brown Bear likes to read, has deep thoughts, a sharp mind, is a gentleman and is powerful...】

Knowing that she was deliberately trying to flatter her, the man still raised the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, and the frost on his face melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

[He who is so good is like the freshest pasture, which makes the rabbit want to pick it every day...]

In the bedroom, the hovering low air pressure gradually picked up.

[The rabbit slowly discovered that in addition to his rich inner being, Mr. Brown Bear also had a majestic back, bright black eyes, a sexy Adam's apple, and an extremely stable lower body...]

After reading this sentence, the man narrowed his eyes.

[Every day with him, Rabbit was very happy, and even dreamed of leaving the grassland, living in a tree hole with him, and looking at a more beautiful world.

Sometimes, the Rabbit feels ashamed that he is too small to protect Mr. Brown Bear from the wind and rain.

But she couldn't bear to leave, longing to stay by his side, accompanying him, looking up to him, she felt so happy...]

Xie Xun stared at these few sentences, his heart suddenly dropped. He realized his state of mind, quickly straightened his face, and continued reading.

[However, the nasty fox had an unknown convulsion and wanted to eat the rabbit while Mr. Brown Bear was not at home.

The rabbit couldn't struggle, so he had to pretend to comfort him, but he didn't want Mr. Brown Bear to see this scene.

Watching his leaving figure, Rabbit felt sad and anxious, his heart clenched and he cried for a long time.

Mr. Brown Bear must be furious.

When I thought that he would never find honey for himself again, kiss her tenderly, and look at her with such focused eyes, my heart shattered...]

The man fell silent. Under his long, thick black eyelashes, a pair of black pupils were filled with complex emotions.

[She is ready to spend the rest of the rabbit life in loneliness. After all, it has been difficult to make water in the sea. He has improved her aesthetics of the opposite sex, and she is not willing to compromise.

Even though he knew this, the rabbit still wanted to wait for Mr. Brown Bear in the tree hole and tell him face to face:
Sorry, I Love You. 】

In the late summer night, the sound of people disappeared, leaving only the chirping of cicadas.

The man's eyes were fixed on the last few words. For a long time, he jumped back to the beginning and read it again. Only when he knew every word by heart, he turned off the screen.

Yuehua swept from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, but he lost sleep.

A small insect crawled on the heart, picking at the soft flesh at the tip of the heart and nibbling off a small corner.

*
The next morning, Xie Xun entered the building with the right expression, seven parts indifferent and three parts warm.

After all, you can't let someone get too complacent.

However, the reception area was empty.

Two hours later, he went downstairs, but Su Luo was nowhere to be seen. The low pressure that lingered all day yesterday returned instantly and was likely to get worse.

When Secretary Zhou entered the conference room, his expression was no different from that of entering the crematorium.At this time, the people sitting around the conference table were silent, all with their heads lowered like quails, not daring to glance out of the corner of their eyes.

A one-hour meeting lasted like a century.

In the tense atmosphere, Mr. Xie's cell phone started to vibrate on the table.

Everyone saw that the boss seemed to be waiting for someone's call. They quickly picked up the phone, but after seeing the number on the screen, their expressions became even colder.

As expected, the subordinate who asked for instructions and approval on the phone was scolded in a short time.

But at this time, there was a harsh whistling sound coming from outside, and the noise lingered downstairs for a long time.

"Take a break for 10 minutes."

Xie Xun frowned, stood up, walked to the window and looked down.

A white ambulance was parked downstairs, and two medical staff were carrying a stretcher into the vehicle. Lying on the stretcher was a woman, with a lavender skirt that was particularly dazzling.

The next second, everyone saw Mr. Xie rush out of the conference room like the wind, and the door was bounced back and forth.

Secretary Zhou was taken aback, and hurriedly chased after her.

By the time Xie Xun arrived downstairs, the car had already driven away, and his ears were filled with noisy discussions.

"I heard that he collapsed in the bathroom stall. His face was pale when he was found. It was scary to death..."

"Yeah, I think I was waiting for someone in the reception area and went to the bathroom. I don't know why I suddenly got sick..."

When Secretary Zhou rushed downstairs, he saw that the fingers of the man who had never changed his expression even when the mountain collapsed were trembling slightly, and his mind was filled with fantasies about her pale face.

After a moment, he composed himself and ran towards the garage.
"Xie Xun, where are you going?"

A familiar voice came from behind, like the sound of nature.

Xie Xun turned around sharply and saw Su Luo, wearing a bright yellow dress, standing by the flower bed more than ten meters away, looking at him, completely intact.

"you……"

His hanging heart suddenly fell to the ground, and he didn't want to put on airs anymore and walked straight towards her.

However, before he could reach her eyes, she suddenly rolled her eyes and collapsed.

He was startled, strode over to catch her falling body, hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

More than ten minutes later, Su Luo was sent to the VIP ward of the hospital.

When Secretary Zhou came in with porridge, he saw Mr. Xie standing by the hospital bed, staring at the woman on the bed.

He was extremely worried along the way. It was not until the doctor repeatedly assured that Su Luo was in coma due to hypoglycemia that he loosened the tight string in vain.

Su Luo was still asleep, with nutrient solution being pumped into her arm.

The pillow was covered with seaweed and ink like a waterfall, and the sunlight jumped through the glass and fell on her jade-like face, which was so white that it seemed to melt into the light.

"Thank you, Mr.

The man glanced over to signal him to be silent. Secretary Zhou immediately shut up, put the porridge he bought on the bedside table, and walked out wisely.

The next second, the sleeping woman suddenly frowned. Xie Xun leaned over and called her softly, but she didn't wake up.

Just as he was about to go out and call the doctor, his arm tightened, and when he turned around, a soft ball fell into his arms.

"Xie Xun...wuwuwu..."

She sobbed in frustration.

The man suddenly felt so soft-hearted that he could only pat her back to comfort her, and wiped her tears with his rough fingertips. His movements were gentle, as if he were treating a piece of fragile white porcelain.

After a while, he softened his tone and coaxed:
"Okay...don't cry..."

　(づ￣3￣)づ╭～Happy New Year, dear children! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)