Forbidden love to the bone, president please let go

A few years ago, Li QingHan's health was very poor. If he was not careful, he would be hospitalized. Fever was a common occurrence. Affected by her, Li Chenglin was very sensitive to this aspect: "otherwise, I'll take you to the hospital?"

"No, no, I'm fine. Maybe it's too hot in the car." Yuan sirou quickly covered her face and hung her head in front of her chest. She was eager to find a hole in the ground and felt that she had lost her adult this time.

Li Chenglin was confused. He didn't turn on the warm air, and he didn't feel hot when he was wearing a suit. How could yuan sirou get hot when she only wore a skirt?

But since Yuan sirou said so, he turned on the air conditioner.

A few minutes later, Li Chenglin confirmed, "are you better now?"

Yuan sirou didn't look up until she felt her face wasn't very hot. In fact, her legs were shivering with cold, but her mouth still said, "much better. I'm afraid of heat."

As soon as the voice fell, yuan sirou sneezed.

Li Chenglin quickly pulled out several pieces of paper from the tissue box and handed them to her, "are you ok?"

"Fortunately, maybe someone missed me." Yuan sirou replied that he could not say that he was frozen, that he was hot, that he was cold, or that he was what he looked like.

For yuan sirou, it's a long journey. She's usually OK. She'll be too nervous when it comes to things, and she'll make trouble. She's determined to get rid of this problem. It's hard for her to get along with the male god. It's too embarrassing to do this again.

"Thank you for bringing me back." After getting off the bus, yuan sirou felt relieved. The outdoor environment was really warm: "would you like to go upstairs and sit for a while?"

Li Chenglin looked at his watch. "It's too late. Go upstairs quickly. If you feel uncomfortable, you can have a rest tomorrow."

"All right."

Before her face turned red again, yuan sirou and Li Chenglin turned and ran to the building.

After seeing her go away, Li Chenglin got on the bus and left.

After yuan sirou got home, she leaned on the door and thought for a long time. She was really dissatisfied with her performance today. She was usually calm and took off when she was alone with Li Chenglin during non working hours.

"Ah..." After a long sigh, yuan sirou dials Mo tingjun. I hope they can give each other a move.

But after getting through the phone, Mo tingjun said he was playing chess with Li Yangwen. After confirming yuan sirou's home, he hung up neatly.

Yuan sirou pounced on her bed, thinking that she was stupid today.

She was originally a fan of Li Chenglin. When they met for the first time, Li Chenglin accidentally entered the women's bathroom and was bumped into by her. At that time, Li Chenglin had a hard time communicating with her. It was also because of that meeting that yuan sirou had feelings for Li Chenglin in addition to worship. This feeling has been going on until now

She thought, she will always like him

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When Li Chenglin returns home, the chess game between Li Yangwen and Mo tingjun is not over.

"Dad, don't play too late today. You'll have plenty of opportunities to play chess with Mo tingjun. I'll go upstairs first."

When he first knew that Li Yangwen liked playing chess, Mo tingjun was very glad that he would. Today, he hurt his hand, and Li Yangwen still took him to play chess with him, which shows how addictive he is.

"You stop, I have something to talk to you." Li Yangwen after dinner to hold and Li Chenglin chat, until this will finally seize the opportunity.

On hearing the wrong tone, Mo tingjun got up and said, "you chat, uncle. We'll continue tomorrow."

"Dad, what's the matter with you today? I didn't do anything." Li Chenglin has been working hard in the company. In retrospect, it is commendable.

"I look good at the child, Siro."

"It's very good. I'm also very capable." Li Chenglin also approved.

"People like you, can't you see it?" Li Yangwen clapped his hand heavily on the table. "Are you stupid, or do you boast how charming and elegant you are? Why do people like you so simple things that they can't understand?"

"No, Dad, there are so many people who like me. I haven't seen you so excited before." Li Chenglin looks innocent. He is an idol star. How normal it is to have fans.

Li Yangwen looked at Li Chenglin's expression even more disgusted, "fans are fans, pursuers are pursuers. Do you think people think Rou's appearance is the same as those who shout your husband on the Internet? People just want to get married. "

"Ah?" Li Chenglin was not surprised by yuan sirou's idea, but was surprised by Li Yangwen's fashion. "Dad, you know too much. It seems that you are really interested in my affairs and pay attention to my microblog news. I love you so much, Dad!"

"Mind your own business!" Li Chenglin's playful and smiling face makes Li Yang's Wenqi even less attractive. I left this sentence and went upstairs.

Li Chenglin was left alone in a daze and muttered, "why is it so serious?"

In the Li family, there is one more person and Yuan sirou thinking about the same thing. It's normal for such a handsome person to have several pursuers. For others, he just needs to refuse, but yuan sirou is different.They are in the same company or even the same office every day. If they don't look up, it will be very embarrassing.

Li Chenglin hesitates in the living room. Li QingHan leads Li Haoyang downstairs, followed by Mo tingjun.

Li QingHan looked at his sad face and asked, "second brother, what are you doing in the living room at night?"

"I, er, why did you all come down?" Instead of answering her question, Li Chenglin became interested in three people going downstairs.

"Yang Yang is hungry. I'll cook something for him."

Li Chenglin takes a look at Mo tingjun standing at the back, and instantly understands that Mo tingjun has accepted Li Haoyang. It seems that Li Haoyang's desire to eat is false, and it's true that he wants to match them. I'm afraid only his silly sister hasn't noticed.

"Well, I'll go upstairs first." When Li Chenglin passed by Mo tingjun, he patted him on the shoulder to show that he was ready to take care of himself.

Li QingHan boiled water in the kitchen and asked Mo tingjun, who played with Li Haoyang, "do you want to eat?"

"Dad, eat with me!" Li Haoyang answers before Mo tingjun answers.

However, Li QingHan still looks at Mo tingjun and confirms with him.

"I'll have a small bowl, please." After Mo tingjun came to the Li family, he had more opportunities to get along with Li QingHan, and his son helped him. He was very happy.

Mo tingjun stares at Li QingHan. His memory goes back to six years ago, when Xia Fuqing would prepare food for him as soon as he had time, but he never cares about it. After losing it, he knows how precious the things he once got.

Without much effort, Li QingHan brought up two bowls of noodles with oil star floating in the bowl and two green vegetables. In front of Mo tingjun was a fried egg, and in front of Li Haoyang was a poached egg. There were no scallions in their bowls.

Li Haoyang is eating by the bowl, but Mo tingjun is full of thoughts. He is moved in his heart. Li QingHan still remembers his hobby.