Reborn 1990 The Good Wife

Chapter 833 No mercy
"Why did he let Huanhuan accompany him when he was lost?" Gu Hansheng's eyes were dark and his tone was gloomy.

"I know my request is presumptuous, but the boss doesn't listen to anyone except Dr. Tang. You just think it's because he saved you. Can you give him a little more care?" The secretary's attitude was very low, Tang Huan also knew that he was in a dilemma, so he agreed after thinking about it.

"You also go with me." Before Gu Han got angry, Tang Huan comforted him first.

Gu Han's face was stinky, but he still agreed.

This is how he is, even if he doesn't like her, he still respects her.

Tang Huan took down his drawing book.

She is not on duty tonight. She was supposed to be resting. Unlike other teachers, Yun Zijia treats her like a bully.

It seems to be in trouble again.

When Yan Su was in a daze again, Tang Huan opened the door and came in.

"Don't disturb me?" Tang Huan greeted him with a smile while holding his notebook, his eyes sparkling.

"Don't disturb." Yan Su's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look at Gu Hansheng who was behind Tang Huan.

You are obviously so happy that you are dying, why pretend to be cold?
"Then can we sit here?"

Yan Su nodded.

"Be happy, you will recover faster this way." Sick people are relatively fragile, so Tang Huan didn't think much about it.

"If you talk to me more, I will be very happy." Yan Su's clear and shallow voice was filled with imperceptible tenderness, and his eyes were unbelievably soft.

That was clearly the look in the eyes of the girl he loved.

Gu Han was so angry that he wanted to lift the table, he dragged the chair in front of Tang Huan, sat down, his tall body tightly covered Tang Huan.

Yan Su frowned unconsciously: "You are blocking my sight."

"Just right, I'll chat with you."

"You talk." Tang Huan had something on his mind, and he didn't feel the tension in it.

She lowered her head and looked intently at the picture book in her hand.

With a good-looking profile and a calm temperament, the world seems to have quieted down.

Gu Hansheng's eyes are doting, his eyebrows are clear and his eyes are clear, and his thin lips are slightly curved.

Yan Su, who was sitting on the bed, couldn't see anything. He filled his heart and picked up the water cup on the bedside table, but couldn't hold it steady, and the cup fell to the ground.

Tang Huan, who was immersed in her own world, was awakened. She rushed towards Yan Su without thinking, "It's okay."

"Be careful." Gu Hansheng was afraid that she would step on the glass shards on the ground, so he quickly grabbed her.

The white and slender fingers were clasped on Tang Huan's slender arms, which were particularly eye-catching.

Just as Yan Su was about to speak, she inadvertently glanced at the white paper in her hand: "Are you drawing?"

"That's right." Actually, it wasn't, it was a design, but she didn't mean to explain it to him.

Whether he misunderstood or not, she didn't care.

Yan Su suddenly realized that he hadn't left any of her paintings.

In memory, Tang Huan has drawn many paintings, and she wanted to give him each one, but he threw them away.

They were all thrown in front of her.

His hurt is merciless.

Because Shao Yan didn't like him accepting things from other women, and he didn't like other women staying by his side.

So she made things difficult for Tang Huan everywhere, he knew it, but never stopped her.

Recalling the past, Yan Su found that he had no advantage, he spoke with some difficulty, and his voice was obscure: "Can you give me a pair?"

"It's too ugly, you definitely won't like it."

"As long as it is drawn by you, I like it." An overly eager explanation is not convincing.

"If you can't get it out, forget it." Whether he wants to make up or apologize, she doesn't need it.

(End of this chapter)