Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 88 Take My Bag Over

"It's okay, why are you still in a coma? Quack doctor!"

Just as Leng Mobai wanted to mention Shangxiangfang, he was frightened by Chang Huai's staring eyes and held back.

On the eighth floor, the elevator door opened, just in time to see He Yang who was about to go downstairs to pay the fee.

He Yang was beaten up by Ji Liunian last time, and he still has lingering fears, so when the elevator door opened, he took a step back unconsciously.

He Yang was very surprised that Ji Liunian would appear here, and said in a low voice: "Fifth Lord... why are you here?"

Ji Liunian's Bing Po eyes fell on He Yang's face, and he said coldly: "Come here, tell me what's going on."

He Yang hesitated for a moment, followed Ji Liunian's steps to the window, and explained in detail the scene of Nangong Mei's MV filming and Tui'an falling off the parking lot in July.

Ji Liunian was silent for a while, then waved to He Yang: "Well, let's go down."

He Yang held the case sheet in his hand and hesitated for a while, so that a public boss could come over as soon as he received the news that Qi Qi was injured, which showed that the man in front of him was still reliable, so why didn't he replace Qi Qi? Sister asks for an explanation, as long as this man speaks out in the imperial capital, who else would dare to bully Sister Qiqi.

He Yang recalled the scene of An Qiyue rolling down the hillside at that time, and he still felt terrified in his ears.

He only heard him say: "Fifth Master, we can't just forget about Qiqijie's matter."

Ji Liunian took another look at He Yang and said, "You are very promising, you don't have to worry about this matter."

He Yang heard the deep meaning in these words, he probably had a bottom line in his heart, and then retreated.

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When Ji Liunian pushed open the door of the ward, An Qiyue hadn't woken up yet.

Her head was wrapped in gauze, and her fair face was bloodless. She just lay there quietly, like Snow White sleeping in an ice coffin, which made people feel distressed and pity.

Ji Liunian approached and looked at the single ward: Well, it's very small, not good.

He found a chair and sat beside An Qiyue's bed.

She was very charming when she was asleep, and he found that it was the first time he had looked at her so seriously.

Her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth are so elegant and agile. From this angle, they have nothing to do with the vulgar at all... At this moment, her facial lines are soft and not as harsh as when she opened her eyes and spoke, and her skin is icy. The touch of the bones makes one want to hold her in the palm of his hand and take good care of her.

An Qiyue felt a pair of big hands wandering between her brows in the chaos, and the familiar masculine smell lingered in her nose. The cold and proud charm that came out of her bones really made her fall in love with her even in a coma. trembling.

An Qiyue tried to open one eyelid, but the strong light made her close her eyes again, and it took a while before she opened them again.

When An Qiyue opened her eyes, the first thing she did was to look for a mirror.

She looked around the room with her big eyes, finally landed on the bag on the table not far away, and said, "Bring me my bag."

Ji Liunian had a dark face, he was not happy, the little woman didn't look at him when she woke up, it was like seeing the air, she didn't pay attention to him.How can this work, who is he?He is the male god in the hearts of thousands of women in the imperial capital, how can he let himself be so non-existent, this is not in line with his male god temperament.

Ji Liunian's clear and proud eyes flickered, and he said, "Who can I tell you to get your bag?"

PS: He Yang: I am so innocent, the girl downstairs votes for me, help me rise as a goddess!
(End of this chapter)