Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

Xia Ming's long eyebrows gathered, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, "Qiu Lin, so, what about the doctor who was in charge of Yuan Yao back then?"

"..." Qiu Lin was silent, a coldness flashed across his long eyes.

Seeing his attitude, Xia Mingxiu guessed somewhat, Qiu Lin didn't know about this matter.

"Call me the doctor!"

Qiulin paused, his face cold and solemn.

"it is good!"

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early morning.

Yuan Yao woke up quietly, the rain outside the window was still falling, much smaller than last night, the bedroom was very quiet, the light rain outside the window was pattering, hiding in the mild greenhouse to enjoy the rain scene, the mood was very strange.

Yuan Yao turned her head towards the French window and stared at the sky outside the window silently for a long while.

Rainy days always make people think about too many sensitive things.

But in Yuan Yao's mind at the moment, it was Xia Mingxiu's figure.

He is still a stingy and nasty man.

Still so annoying.

Never let her be.

However, she never felt so relieved last night.

She was not worried that Xia Mingxiu would leave him, nor was she worried that Xia Mingxiu would hurt her.

She obviously hated him, but she was always so inexplicable and trusted him so much for no reason.

Yuan Yao's eyes flickered. She thought that five years could be exhausted and she just accidentally indulged her feelings for three months.

But in fact, even she herself felt speechless.

That man with a terrible character...

Yuan Yao retracted her gaze, took a long breath, and turned her head slightly, but from the corner of her eyes she caught a glimpse of her red cotton stool not far from the bed, Wen Muyan sitting there upright, her long arms slightly bent. The slightly curled knuckles were on his side forehead, and his face fell asleep peacefully, exuding a kind of inherent nobility and aura.

When he first met, he was indifferent and ruthless, and he was far from him now.

At that time, he was nothing more than disguising himself.

Or maybe, he just wanted to leave his tenderness to only one person.

Yuan Yao felt sore in her heart, and looked at the sleeping man with distressed eyes.

He chose her, but now she can't give him the fullest return.

Her eyes flashed, Yuan Yao slowly sat up from the bed, a little dull for the first moment, she subconsciously held her head and rubbed it gently.

Feeling better for a moment, she picked up the blanket on the side of the bed and planned to get out of bed and put it on Wen Muyan.

But when she just lifted the quilt and moved her legs slightly, she whispered in pain, her face suddenly pale.

Wen Muyan's closed eyes suddenly opened. He watched Yuan Yao sitting on the bed now with a painful expression on his face. He immediately stood up and strode to the bed, holding Yuan Yao's shoulders with both hands, wrinkled. Frown.

"Lie down quickly, what do you want to do? Tell me!"

Yuan Yao looked down at the blanket in her arms, relaxed her shoulders in frustration, and shook her head.

"It's okay."

Wen Muyan smiled slightly, and said softly, "Knowing that you can't be free, but you can only lie on the bed these two days."

Yuan Yao sighed helplessly, "I will die of boredom!"

Wen Muyan blinked, "Yesterday the little guy made you so angry, you can let him watch your favorite SpongeBob with you."

Yuan Yao's eyes widened and looked at Wen Muyan incredulously.

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