Sir Ares,Goodnight!

At the moment, hearing Guan Xiao's theory of "seizing and giving up", his heart could not control the hope and ecstasy radiated from his whole body.

Is that true?

Zheng Ling, are you really back?

When Guan Xiao parks Rolls Royce at the entrance of the parking lot of the villa, Zhan can't wait to open the door. He doesn't even say goodbye to Guan Xiao, so he hurried to the door of the villa.

Guan Xiao looked at some abnormal president, but shook his head. Anything, as long as it is linked with Yan Zhengling, the president will lose control.

Guan Xiao is used to it.

Zhan hanjue pushed the door into the room. It was quiet and serene.

He closed the door behind his back, put his back against the security door, and kicked his breath. When his agitation calmed down, he walked to the second floor.

Standing at the corner of the stairs, Zhan hanjue's eyes turned to Luo Shihan's room. Slowly, dignified with long legs, step by step toward the room of luoshihan.

Standing at the door, he gently raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Luo Shihan opened the door and was stunned when he saw Zhan hanjue.

Isn't this guy in the hospital? Why are you here?

Instinctively, he stretched out his hand and explored the temperature on his forehead to make sure he didn't continue to have a fever. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhan ye, how did you come back?"

Zhan hanjue looked at luoshihan with deep eyes, exploring, pitying, all kinds of emotions intertwined in his eyes“ Thank you He said.

These two words are full of too much emotion.

Unfortunately, she didn't understand.

Luo Shihan pursed his red lips slightly, looked at Zhan hanjue in a dazed way, and giggled, "Zhan ye, are you taking the wrong medicine? I can say thank you

This guy's dictionary, how ever have these two words.

Zhan hanjue smiles astringently. If she is his Zheng Ling, he owes her too much. A thank you is not enough to express his regret.

"Luo Shihan, how much did it cost to be hospitalized today? I'll give it back to you. " A bad smile rose from the bottom of his eyes.

Luo Shihan is embarrassed to cut the back of his head. The total cost of hospitalization is 2000 yuan, which is naturally quite a lot for ordinary people like her, but it can really be ignored for a president with a value of 100 billion.

"No, not much." Luo's poems contain Tao.

"How much?" He looked at her seriously.

Losihan raised two fingers.

Zhan hanjue held out his hand, "give me your mobile phone."

Luo Shihan is shocked. What does he want her cell phone to do?

But still obediently handed his cell phone.

Zhan hanjue opens her wechat and adds himself to her friends list.

Luo Shihan looked at his domineering operation with silly eyes.

Why is he so domineering into her friends column, with him, she still dare to nag in the circle of friends?

After Zhan hanjue became her good friend, he immediately transferred 200000 yuan to her and accepted the huge sum of money instead of her.