Starlight alone: ​​Husband, don't make trouble

Chapter 542
Hearing Xiaoye's words, Zhao Linglan's drooping eyelashes trembled. Although she didn't say anything, Liu Ping, who was sitting beside her, still felt the disappointment and depression emanating from her body.

Liu Ping lightly kicked Xiaoye's leg, Xiaoye was still groping where she was kicked with a dazed expression, not understanding what she did wrong.

Liu Ping had no choice but to sigh, this little leaf is really a pot that can't be opened and carried.

Worried that Xiaoye would say something unrestrained for a while, Liu Ping called her name in a low warning voice and gave her a wink.

Xiaoye looked at Liu Ping, then at Zhao Linglan who had been silent all this time, and closed her mouth wisely.

The low-grade fever prevented Zhao Linglan from thinking too much, so she fell asleep in the car vaguely, and didn't wake up until Liu Ping and Xiaoye helped her get out of the car.

"Ling Lan, take a hot shower when you get back to your room. Xiaoye, ask the hotel to make some jujube and ginger soup, and bring it to Ling Lan's room later."

Xiaoye responded, and Liu Ping continued to support Zhao Linglan back to the room.

After swiping the room card, the wine-red door was opened, and Zhao Linglan, who was still a little drowsy just now, suddenly said to Liu Ping: "Sister Ping, please continue to call him for me later, if he answers, you just have to Just ask him where he is now."

If he really didn't want to see her, she wouldn't force it.

"You, you, you are still thinking about him now that you are like this, I am so mad at you!" Liu Ping said while helping Zhao Linglan into the room.

There was only a small dim light on in the room, and there was a figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking lonely at the flying snow outside the window.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man turned around, and the facial features that were carefully carved by an artist appeared in front of Zhao Linglan, so familiar that she wanted to cry.

Her head is not clear, and she doesn't know if the person in front of her is her hallucination, but her body can't help but want to throw herself into the arms of that person, but just after leaving Liu Ping's support, she almost fell into the khaki room because of her weakness. colored carpet.

Chu Anyang looked at Zhao Linglan, who was in a state of embarrassment, and couldn't care less about getting angry. He hurriedly stepped forward to catch Zhao Linglan who almost fell to the ground, and hugged her tightly, but because of touching her, she was soaked wet. Clothes and wrinkled delicate eyebrows.

"What's going on?" Zhao Linglan in her arms was already in a daze, so she naturally asked Liu Ping beside her.

Seeing Chu Anyang, Liu Ping was surprised at first, but then she burst into anger.

"Although I don't know what happened between you and Ling Lan, do you know that she searched for you all night? She drove to the suburbs in such a cold day, but she came back with this appearance."

Chu Anyang looked down at the beautiful and peaceful little face in his arms, Liu Ping couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit condensed.

"I see, you go out, I want to help her take a bath." Chu Anyang's voice was still calm, but seemed more restrained than usual.

"Let me wash her for you, and you can help her to the bathroom." Liu Ping didn't believe that Chu Anyang, a big man, could take good care of Zhao Linglan.

"go out!"

Chu Anyang said coldly.

Liu Ping paused, Chu Anyang had always respected her, and would never talk to her in such a cold tone, but now he actually drove Zhao Linglan away when she needed someone to take care of her the most. Not sober?

(End of this chapter)