The ex-wife with a high price, Gu Shao's favorite

Chapter 850 An Xiao stays outside in such a cold day?

But he still has to emphasize what should be emphasized.

"It won't be so simple if I see it next time."

"Is there a standard, what is a violation of your code?" Han Yiren looked up at him.

Gu Tingsheng narrowed his eyes, "What do you think?"

Until now, she still didn't understand why he was angry?
"Oh, I understand." Han Yiren made an OK gesture, and now he still speaks less and caters more.

She got down from him, "Then go and do your work, and I won't bother you."

Gu Tingsheng looked at her running back, picked up the tablet and went upstairs.

Han Yiren picked up Dameng, and now Daimeng just wears a sweater she knitted every day, and has no time to buy clothes for it.

She can ask An Xiao to come out together, and by the way, she can relax with her, which is also very good. Han Yiren took out his mobile phone and called An Xiao.

Xia Anxiao was in a daze on the balcony. She was wrapped in a quilt with a dull expression on her face.

It took her a long time to hear the phone ring, she took her hand out of the quilt with difficulty, and slid the phone to her ear.

"Yi Ren..."

"An Xiao, are you busy?"

"No."

Han Yiren heard her voice hoarse, "An Xiao, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why is your voice so weird?"

"I'm fine, maybe I just have a cold." Xia Anxiao sniffed, "Yiren, do you have anything to do with me?"

"How about I go to the apartment to find you? Anyway, I'm fine."

"okay."

"Okay, then I'll go over right now."

Han Yiren went upstairs to put on her coat and said hello to Gu Tingsheng before going. She came downstairs to An Xiao's apartment, parked the car, and took the elevator upstairs.

As soon as she opened the door, she found that the curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was very dark.

Han Yiren took off her high heels, put on cotton slippers and walked into the living room.

There are snack bags all over the table and snack boxes in the trash.

Is this what she eats?

Didn't he catch a cold, and still eat hot things like potato chips and biscuits?

"An Xiao..." Han Yiren yelled as she walked, she pushed open the bedroom door and saw that she was not on the big bed, "An Xiao..."

Finally Han Yiren saw her on the balcony.

Han Yiren pushed open the balcony door, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

An Xiao stayed outside in such a cold day?

"An Xiao, aren't you sick? Why are you still outside?" Han Yiren knelt down and saw her wrapping herself in a quilt.

"Yi Ren... You're here." Xia Anxiao's voice had completely changed, it became hoarse, and she was almost speechless.

"Come in, it's snowing outside, are you dying?"

Xia Anxiao remained indifferent, "I want to see the snow."

"You can sit on the bed inside to watch the snow, why do you have to sit here, you will get sicker if you do this!"

In fact, she wanted to wake herself up more than looking at the snow.

"Come in." Han Yiren helped Xia Anxiao into the room.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Xia Anxiao sneezed several times, and she went to the bed and took several tissues to wipe her nose.

"Have you been sitting outside for a long time? If I hadn't come over, were you going to sit until dawn?"

"No... I just plan to sit for a while." Xia Anxiao took out a few more tissues.

Han Yiren sighed, "Are you sure? And what about the snacks outside, you eat them when you're sick? Fast food is also deep-fried."

"I only have an appetite for those, and I can't eat anything else." Xia Anxiao sat on the edge of the big bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt.

(End of this chapter)