Fall in love with kissing you

Yan Siyuan slowly recalled what had happened with Chuqing these days, and remembered that Mo Qing and Ning Yan'er were interspersed in the middle.

Why, why do I hesitate in the choice of Chu Qing's woman and Ning Yaner? What are you hesitating about

Yan Siyuan slowly opened his black eyes as deep as obsidian. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes: what's the matter with him?

The light in Yan Siyuan's long and narrow eyes was a little lax. He began to let himself recall some beautiful things with Ning Yaner, but——

Chu Qing's beautiful voice and smile always broke into his mind and forcibly squeezed out the gentle and considerate Ning Yan'er in his heart.

blamed! In Yan Siyuan's black eyes, some scattered light focused again, and there was a trace of chagrin in his upset mood.

How could I think of her out of control? How could it be!

"Jingling, jingling..."

Yan Siyuan's mobile phone in his suit pants pocket began to vibrate and send out a pleasant ring.

Yan Siyuan took a deep breath, dispelled the chagrin he had accumulated in his heart, and the Lingguang in his black eyes suddenly appeared. He stretched out his slender and powerful hand, took out the mobile phone in his pocket and put it in the palm of his hand.

A name kept jumping on the mobile phone screen, Ning Yaner, Yan Siyuan's favorite woman, one of the people who needed to choose.

The beautiful bell kept ringing in the quiet corridor corner of the hospital. Yan Siyuan looked at Ning Yaner's continuous calls on the mobile phone screen, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his dark eyes.

Yan Siyuan suddenly closed his eyes. In his eyes like yechen, the complex two emotions kept crisscrossing.

Finally, Yan Siyuan stretched out his slender fingers like jade and slowly opened his narrow black eyes. His fingers stroked the name that kept jumping on the mobile phone screen, Ning Yaner. Yan Siyuan's slender jade like finger finally crossed to the red arrow.

Yan Siyuan hung up the phone at one end of the mobile phone. Ning Yaner at the other end looked at the hung up phone. A trace of anger flashed in meimou. She continued to dial out the series of calls again unremittingly.

The mobile phone in his suit pants pocket rang again. Yan Si's dark eyes reflected Ning Yaner's name on the mobile phone screen. His slender fingers crossed directly and hung up the phone. He pressed the shutdown button again, and then put the mobile phone back in his pocket.

Yan Siyuan walked towards Chuqing's ward with his slender and powerful long legs. The black leather shoes hit the white floor and made a clear sound of steps.

"Chu..."

He stopped in front of Chu Qing's ward door. Yan Siyuan stretched out his slender and powerful hand. He just wanted to push the door in, but he heard a string of laughter that was very happy. This crisp laughter was not another patient, but the woman of Chu Qing.

Yan Siyuan's dark eyes flashed a trace of confusion. He turned around, raised his eyes like yechen, looked into the other window, and just could see the scene in Chuqing's ward.

Chu Qing, who just woke up, was still a little lazy. She sat on the flawless hospital bed. There was a very sweet smile on her beautiful face. She was "clucking" happily smiling at Mo Qing sitting next to the hospital bed.

Mo Qing, who is sitting next to Chuqing's hospital bed, has a gentle and considerate smile on his handsome face. There is a trace of different doting in his warm and jade eyes. His facial features seem more gentle and harmless. It seems that the person in front of him sitting on the hospital bed is the treasure Mo Qing cherished in the palm of his hand.

Mo Qing's slender and powerful hand is carefully cutting a red and big apple. While talking to Chu Qing sitting on the hospital bed, he is cutting the apple for Chu Qing to eat. Mo Qing's movements were gentle and considerate, and Chu Qing smiled more and more happily.

The sound insulation measures in the ward were very good. I couldn't hear what Mo Qing and Chu Qing were saying through the window. Only Chu Qing's silver bell like laughter came out from time to time.

A trace of anger flashed in Yan Siyuan's deep black eyes. Chu Qing's woman smiled so happily at other men. Doesn't she pay attention to herself!

blamed! Yan Siyuan held his fist tightly. In his deep black eyes like obsidian, two different emotions were constantly intertwined and shouting.

Why do you care so much about Chu Qing? Why, what's good about her!

The complex emotions in Yan Siyuan's black eyes were repeated again and again. He suddenly closed his inky eyes: Yan Siyuan, there's nothing to think about

Yan Siyuan's fists on both sides of his body were loose. When his black eyes opened again, there was no waves. He opened the door of Chuqing's ward and went in.

"Chu Qing."

Yan Siyuan's unemotional voice sounded like a cello in Chuqing's ward.

Chuqing's silver bell like laughter stopped when she heard the low and sexy sound line.

Mo Qing turned around. When he saw that the person coming was Yan Siyuan, the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth that belonged to Chu Qing passed in a flash, replacing a touch of ironic radian:

"Yan Siyuan, has the phone finished so soon?"

The speech department is far from clear, and the corners of his mouth evoke a smile rather than a smile.

His dark and deep eyes faintly looked at Chu Qing sitting on the hospital bed.

"Chu Qing, you have to rest early. I'll go back first."

"OK, you go back first." Chu Qing raised her eyes and responded to Yan Siyuan's words.

"HMM." Yan Si hung his eyes from a distance and didn't look at Chu Qing. He hurriedly pushed open the door of the room, crossed his slender and powerful legs and went out.

"Click", Yan Siyuan closed the door of Chuqing's ward. His inky black eyes were full of determination.

Yan Siyuan rushed to the outside of the hospital. He is going home now. He is going home. He explained to Ning Yaner that he has no hesitation. I said that what Si Yuan likes from beginning to end should be her and that person, Ning Yaner.

The black low-key Rolls Royce was speeding on the highway. Yan Siyuan parked his car in the underground garage of Yan's villa, quickly opened the door and hurried up the stairs.

"Yan'er! Are you in the room?"

Yan Siyuan went to Ning Yan'er's room. A trace of determination flashed in his dark eyes. He stretched out a slender and powerful hand, "click", and quickly opened Ning Yan'er's door.