Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Duan Zhe and song Rui, who returned to the hotel after the banquet, did not find Fanying.

When I called her, she hesitated. After questioning, I learned that she was in the hospital.

They changed their dresses and rushed to the hospital.

"Yingying, are you okay?"

Looking at Duan Zhe and song Rui, Fan Ying shook her head, "I'm fine. What's wrong is... My friend."

"When did you have friends in Kyoto?"

"Why don't I know?"

Both spoke at the same time.

"Is... Is mu Shaoqian."

"What?!" Song Rui was shocked.

Fanying knew that she could not hide it, so she told them everything, including tonight's dinner and the accident.

Duan zhe smelled the danger signal, "Yingying, you're fine. Where's the others?"

"Treat the wound inside."

"Well, it's getting late. You and Ruirui go back to the hotel to have a rest first. I'll stay here and watch until he takes care of the wound. "

Duanzhe's proposal was approved by song Rui.

Fanying thought it was inappropriate, "no, you go back first. I'll just stay. "

"Yingying..." Song Rui held her hand, lowered her voice and asked in a voice that only they could hear, "do you like mu Shaoqian?"

If the previous throbbing, she could deceive herself and others and ignore it, but in the restaurant, at the moment he took it into his arms, she clearly heard the sound of heartbeat.

It's been three hours since the wound was treated.

When mu Shaoqian came out, Fan Ying and the three of them were there.

"Done?" Fanying first came to him. His face was pale and bloodless. There was a layer of cold sweat on his full and smooth forehead.

Eyes are also a little lax.

When I looked at her, my lax eyes gradually focused, as if a beam of light came.

"It's all right. Don't worry."

He saw Duan Zhe and song Rui. Fan Ying was stunned and introduced, "this is my friend Duan Zhe, this is song Rui."

After a simple greeting, mu Shaoqian's guard came.

Duan zhe said, "in that case, we won't send Mu Shao back. Mu Shao saved Yingying. We remember this kindness. If you need something in the future, just speak. "

Mu Shaoqian smiled with a faint smile, "saving Yingying is entirely out of instinct. Besides, I didn't want her to return anything, as long as she was safe. "

He lowered his eyes. "It's getting late. You go back to the hotel with your friends first."

"OK." Fan Ying nodded and answered softly.

At the gate of the hospital, we should separate.

Fanying saw him get on the bus with the help of the guard. She ran over without thinking. She grabbed his sleeve. Mu Shaoqian turned around. She pursed her lips and whispered, "you're well healed. Tonight... Thank you."

"Fool." Mu Shaoqian rubbed her head. "To me, you never need to say thank you."

……

The night is deep, lying in bed.

Fan Ying tossed and couldn't sleep.

As long as you close your eyes, what comes to mind must be mu Shaoqian's face.

Painful, forbearing, sweating... And he smiled and said to her, there is no need to say thank you.

Why?

Just because he likes her, no matter what he does for her, doesn't she need to say thank you?

She fell asleep in the middle of the night.

But in my dream, I still admire Shaoqian.

The next day, wake up.