Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

It's the voice of bandit Lu.

Le Zhao didn't appear all the time, so he wanted to appear in front of him in the best state.

But If she knew he was in hospital, she would have come to see him earlier.

Lu asks Rachel, "is ash still out of touch?"

Rachel pauses. "Well. I still can't get in touch. "

Le Zhao's hand to push the door down.

It's clear that she called her only five minutes ago, but she couldn't get in touch with Lu bandit.

"How is she?" There was no emotional change in Lu's voice.

"Very well." There was a smile in Rachel's voice. "With Fucheng, how can ash be bad. Don't worry about her. She didn't show up for you. Otherwise, you will not be able to take good care of yourself, and Fu Cheng will beat you up again. What will you do if you enter the operating room? The doctor said, "if your wound collapses again, the consequences will be unimaginable."

After all, Le Zhao did not go in, but returned to the car.

Twenty minutes later, Rachel comes out of the hospital with a smile on her lips.

Le Zhao regained her sight and re entered the hospital.

The smell of flowers floating in the ward.

Le Zhao stood in front of Lu's hospital bed, glancing over the blooming flowers in the vase, and then fell on Lu's body.

It seems that the injury is really serious.

The feeling of heartache diffused up.

"What are you doing here?" All of a sudden, the bandit made a sound.

"Don't you welcome me?" Le Zhao drew back her hand before he got angry, and her pretty eyebrows and smile were charming. "I'm late. Don't be angry, OK?"

In front of the woman's eyes curved, warm words soft language, Lu bandit how can be angry.

"I have such a bad temper in your eyes?" The bandit gave a cold hum and deliberately raised his face.

"Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?" Le Zhao blinked, "it's not me. If I say you have a good temper, maybe everyone will scold me for being ignorant."

Lu Fei raised his hand slightly, and Le Zhao took the initiative to hold it. The inquiring eyes looked at him.

Lu Fei held his weak and boneless hand and said in his voice, "who dares to scold you?"

Le Zhao shook him back, "how did you get hurt? Everyone lied to me and said everyone was OK. But everyone can't get in touch. "

Lu bandit's deep eyes twinkled slightly. He didn't want Le Zhao to know something.

"You're not a doctor. What's the use of telling you? What else can you do besides worry? "

The bandit rubbed her hand, and the cold and hard facial features were covered with a layer of softness.

Le Zhao looked at his wounds, and the sad color on his face became more and more intense. "If I had known you were so hurt, I would have climbed out of the window to find you."

Bandit Lu suddenly turned black, "don't even think about this kind of thing. Your brother will probably break your leg

"Do you have anything to eat?" Le Zhao lay by the bed and asked him softly, "I'll go home and make it for you."

Lu Fei holds her hand and increases her strength. Can she come back when Le Zhao goes home?

Fu Cheng's strong personality, if you know that Le Zhao has been here, it is estimated that Le Zhao will be lost from tomorrow.

"To which house?" Bandit Lu looks at her.

"Home here." Le Zhao didn't understand, "are you used to eating in the hospital these days? I think you've lost weight. "

While saying it, I felt distressed and touched it.

Lu Fei slightly gathered his eyes, feeling the most gentle gesture of Le Zhao and stroking his cheek, "does your brother know you're coming?"

"I don't know." Le Zhao tangled, "but now I should know. But when he went abroad, he knew that he had nothing to do with me. "

With that, Le Zhao quickly leaned over and said in his ear, "get better and take me back to Nancheng."

Lu Fei's smile deepened slowly, "not afraid of your brother?"

"Why be afraid of him?" Le Zhao covered the quilt for him, "my brother is just angry for a moment. He's not like you... "

It seems that she said something bad about Lu bandit by accident.

Lu bandit's Mou Guang is extremely oppressive. He looks at her straightly and says, "well, go on."

Le Zhao asked him, "why do you compare with him? He's my brother

"That's a man, too." Bandit Lu responds deeply, grabs Le Zhao's wrist and makes light efforts. She bends down and stares at bandit Lu's pretty face.

Lu bandit's possessiveness is really hopeless.

Le Zhao kisses him, "you first concentrate on healing. It's good to wait for my brother's anger to subside. "

The bandit was silent.

Will he take care of Fu Cheng?

No.

Fu Cheng was an outsider to Lu Fei. Even Le Zhao's brother is not qualified to intervene, let alone this half key brother.

The door of the room was pushed open at this time.The flying shadow that Le Zhao hasn't seen for a long time comes in.

Feiying went to Lu bandit's side and reported to him, "everything is ready."

They're doing what only they know.

Le Zhao consciously went to the rest room next door.

"Tea, Miss le."

It wasn't long before someone brought in tea.

Le Zhao took it with a smile and took a sip slowly.

I'll call my family later and ask them to prepare the food. She's going home to cook herself. She took care of Lu bandit himself until he recovered.

At that time, brother Fucheng should not be so angry, and then talk to him, should be all worry free.

Lu bandit suddenly appeared in front of her.

The man in suit and leather shoes, instead of the sickly clothes that looked weak, was indifferent, strong, arrogant and cruel again, but with a familiar softness.

Especially when he looks in his eyes.

Le Zhao was surprised. Was this man hurt? How did you get out of bed?

She subconsciously want to stand up, but found that the whole body soft, there is no strength.

In a panic, Le Zhao fell back on the sofa.

Lu bandits walk in front of Le Zhao, and the familiar atmosphere wraps Le Zhao.

"Bandit Lu..." Le Zhao raised his hand and grabbed the clothes on his chest, whimpering like a little kitten, "why do I have no strength all over."

The cold and hard face close at hand, suddenly thin lips hook up a smile, slightly cool lips down.

Le Zhao is weak all over. He feels even more dizzy when he kisses her.

When he kisses Le Zhao and is about to suffocate again, he is satisfied to let her go.

His deep eyes were staring at Le Zhao's flushed cheek, and he picked up her soft and weak, with a low and hoarse voice. "Let's go home."

There is already a small private plane waiting on the roof.

Next to a white figure, tall, elegant, exuding a calm temperament.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the white figure turned around and disappeared for nearly three years. It was Mr. Xu Yixiao.