Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

She hugged him and found a warm habitat like a wounded little animal. She was obviously ill, but the strength of her arms was very tight. She wouldn't let him go. The face in the neck nest melted into his body with hot temperature.

Mu Yanchen's thin lips were pale, and his heart was burning. The pain was unspeakable.

His thick eyelashes trembled. His warm palm raised and gently rubbed her hair. He said in a low voice: "there were several foreign guests arriving in China in the early morning last night. I've been dealing with the company. I slept in the hotel too late and didn't go back."

His voice was still low and magnetic, stirring people's heartstrings.

But such a calm sentence is full of loopholes.

He still didn't explain why he didn't inform her. Even if his mobile phone was dead and turned off, he couldn't spare three minutes to borrow a mobile phone to call her back.

He admires Yan Chen. He is not such a thoughtless person.

The soft arms tightly around his neck were a little stiff. Lanxi was confused by the high fever. She gently pillowed her head on his shoulder. There were still tears in her reddish eyes. She was stunned for a while. A soft and sweet smile arose from the corners of her lips. The small pear vortex loomed, and the dumb voice skillfully said, "well."

She believed.

Although she didn't know whether it was deliberately confused or burned a little confused, she believed it.

She was so ill that she didn't have the energy to care about those. At the moment, she just wanted to rest and hold him. Although she knew that it was in the infirmary and could be seen by the doctor at any time, she didn't care.

"Da Da Da" footsteps came from inside.

Mu Yanchen's half rigid body slowed down, and Jun's face was slightly pale. Some strongly slowly pulled down her tight arm. With a deep eye, he looked at her and whispered: "listen to the doctor's advice. I'll take you back later."

When the warmth left, Lanxi was at a loss and had no support. She could only grasp his hand and hold on.

Mu Yanchen stared at her deeply, then lowered his eyes and let her go.

The doctor came in and took a look. He subconsciously felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange. He opened the medicine stall on the table, and his slender fingers neatly separated the small medicine bags: "two yellow pills twice a day, three blue pills three times a day. If you can't remember, there are signs on it. If you don't return after three days, come to me again, understand?"

Lanxi stared at the medicine and nodded.

The doctor took a light breath. Meiyan's eyes looked at mu Yanchen with some uneasiness. He couldn't help breaking his reserve and asked Lanxi with a red face: "classmate, this is..."

Lanxi took the medicine bag with one hand. His face was slightly red because of high fever. He smiled and whispered: "my boyfriend."

She's really confused.

Knowing how much sensation this sentence would bring, she still said it without hesitation. Her brain was dizzy at the moment, like lying on the ground in the next second. She didn't bother to cover up and held mu Yanchen's hand tighter.

The patient is innocent.

"...!!!" the doctor immediately widened his eyes and looked at Yan Chen's perfectly carved handsome face.

Mu Yanchen was stiff, his eyes flickered slightly, raised his hand, gently rubbed her hair and explained, "my sister."

The doctor's shocked eyes finally eased over.

The sentence just made her heartache. The doctor patted her left chest and breathed in and out. He knew that it was the girl's prank. The little girl worshipped her brother and showed off to outsiders. The doctor almost cut her in disgust and returned to the diagnosis and treatment seat with loud high heels.

Lanxi turned a blind eye to her and didn't want to talk to her.

Mu Yanchen bowed his head, gently supported her and said in a low voice, "I've asked you for half a day's leave. Don't come in the afternoon and evening. Do you want to go home or somewhere else?"

He put off everything in the company today and spent all his time and energy with her.

"Let's go home," Lanxi said softly without thinking.

"I'll talk to Ji Yao..." she opened her chair, but she didn't let go of Mu Yanchen. She dragged him to the door, opened the door of the infirmary, looked at Ji Yao, who was screaming and jumping in front of the heavy snow, and shouted to her, "I'm home. Don't play any more and go back to class!"

Ji Yao looked back at her and naturally saw mu Yanchen in the back.

"Oh," replied depressed, "brother mu, take good care of Lanxi."

With that, Ji Yao stopped two times and walked towards the teaching building. On the way, he couldn't help looking back. He just saw that the dead girl in Mulanxi changed her weak posture. She had a pale but sweet smile on her face and talked to Mu Yanchen with her head up. Her voice seemed to choke on something. I didn't know what to say. These two people were really getting more and more wrong.

***

When getting on the bus, mu Yanchen answered a phone outside the car.

Lanxi sat quietly in the car and felt that the seat was a little uncomfortable, so she moved. Who knows, her hand suddenly touched a hard thing in the gap in the back seat. She looked back and found a small thing with dazzling light stuck in it.

Take it out. It's a ring.

Women's ring.

There was no diamond inlaid. The silver streamline design outlined exquisite but simple patterns with shallow gold thread. Lanxi pinched it in her hand and looked like a tail ring. She put it on her hand and tried it. It was big and big.

She took it down again.

The door opened at the moment. Lanxi suddenly froze. He suddenly hid the silver light in his hand in the palm. He clenched his pink fist as if he had never found it. His eyes looked at the road ahead clearly and calmly.

Mu Yanchen didn't speak. He sat still and started the car.

But as soon as I heard the engine sound, I felt that my eyes shook. A soft figure climbed over from the side and blocked his sight. His thick eyelashes trembled. Then I vaguely recognized that it was her. In a slight consternation, she had knelt on her knees on the middle storage box, barely supported the seat with her hands, grabbed his arms and supported her body, The soft lipstick on his lips——

The incredibly soft kiss, with stubborn tenderness, swept him.

The distance was too close. Mu Yanchen could almost feel her weak breath and the temperature on her face because of a high fever.

Numbness and palpitation spread on her lips and heart at the same time. She had never felt so active and enthusiastic. Mu Yanchen was about to sink for a moment. Her deep eyes suddenly opened, a trace of scarlet flashed through her eyes, and she was very sober. She gently grabbed her waist and separated from her lips, and said in a low voice: "Lanxi... This is in your school."

He never felt what it was like to be rejected by him. Lanxi was stunned at this moment and didn't react.

She was so confused that she felt uncomfortable that she wanted to cry. She bit her lips deeply and was about to bleed. There was a flickering mist in her eyes. With a choking voice, she trembled and said, "what's in school? You dared to ask me at home before. Now you don't even have the courage to kiss me in my school?"

This accusation hit his heart like a heavy hammer!! The pain is irresistible!!

The scarlet blood climbed into her eyes, and there was a deep and oppressive pain. Mu Yanchen could feel the obvious grievance in her words almost at once. He once thought that even if their love could not be made public, it could at least ensure that she would never be hurt in his world of admiring Yan Chen

But he made her feel wronged.

The sharp pain hit him. He couldn't speak. His eyes were sharp, sour and warm. Mu Yanchen suddenly kissed her lips. The hot temperature burned her almost instantly. He was trembling and trembling violently, as if he didn't know what to do with the people in his arms. The hot tip of the tongue opened her lips and teeth, and tasted her taste. It was astringent.

It was like a huge sour burst out in his chest. Lanxi couldn't help it any more. The hot tears fell down his cheeks in a hurry and pain. Within a few seconds, she covered the whole face. She stretched out her hand to push him, but she couldn't move. A huge force in the back of her head would press harder, and the tip of his tongue was sucked heavily by him. Sucking, the familiar feeling of crispness and strong love ran all over her body.

Her heart hurts so much that she can't breathe.

Mu Yanchen's strong arms trembled, hugged her body, turned over and pressed her heavily on the co pilot's seat. She cried with cold tears. She was quickly warmed by the high fever. Mu Yanchen felt that his heart was like being cut too late. He couldn't stop. He kissed her deeply and wanted to tighten her and inlay her into his body!

Just for her, don't hurt so much!!

"Lanxi..." his hoarse voice called her softly, as if to awaken his love for her in her memory.

The temperature at the tip of his tongue was so hot that he comforted her, hugged her tightly, and his arms trembled slightly.

"Lanxi, don't cry..." Mu Yanchen said in a hoarse voice, and the voice line trembled badly, "don't cry, I was wrong..."