The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"Mom, find a way to let brother Yan in. I want to see him now." a little excited, Xia chuxue's eyebrows wrinkled deeper.

"Well, mom, don't talk first. If the wound is torn, it will be troublesome." he Shuya comforted immediately.

Xia chuxue took a deep breath to stabilize her mood. Her sight has been locked on he Shuya.

"Hurry up. I want to see him now."

"Mom knows. Lie down and mom will go out now." he Shuya helped her pull the quilt and cover it.

"Don't dawdle!" what she wants to see is brother Yan, and what she wants to talk to him is brother Yan. What does this woman do here?

"OK."

He Shuya sighed when she turned around.

Even her daughter began to dislike herself. She must be in a bad mood.

Pushing open the door of the ward, two bodyguards, one left and one right, stood on both sides of the door, like sculptures.

He Shuya was relieved. She looked at the man not far away and went straight over.

"Third young master, I have something to leave for a while. Can you take care of Chu Xue?"

Near two o'clock in the morning, he Shuya didn't know where she could go, but she could only find this excuse for her daughter.

Feng Yan glanced at her face, nodded slightly and walked towards the ward.

Seeing him getting closer and closer to the ward, he Shuya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing the sound of someone opening the door, the "sleeping" person on the bed gave a cry.

"Pain... Woo..."

After Feng Yan's eyes swept over the bed, he sat down on the sofa not far away.

Xia chuxue struggled and determined that the person who came in was brother Yan. She was in a better mood at last.

"No! Don't come here! No... brother Yan, save me. Brother Yan, chuxue is afraid..."

When no one came, she struggled harder and harder.

"Brother Yan, where are you? Chu Xue is afraid, brother Yan..."

Every move will hurt her wound. Of course, Xia chuxue doesn't dare to struggle too much.

But unexpectedly, after two or three minutes of their own play, the people on the sofa still didn't mean to come.

Is brother Yan asleep? Is he too tired after tossing all day?

Dare not open your eyes to see, summer snow quiet for a while, continue "nightmare".

"Brother Yan, chuxue hurts! Grandpa, is chuxue dying? Grandpa, chuxue doesn't want to die... Sobbing..."

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you? Don't scare chuxue. I'm fine. I don't hurt at all! Grandpa..."

With the sound of "pa", Xia chuxue was excited and hit the back of her hand directly at the head of the bed.

In order to let the man on the sofa come, she also worked hard.

With such a swing on the back of her hand, her wound seemed to crack.

At the beginning of summer, snow opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. The whole person was confused. Her eyes had no focal length.

"Pain..." she frowned, stretched out her little hand and put it on the door of her heart.

"Where is this place? Where is this place? Mom, where are you? Even you ignore the first snow?"

"Mom, Grandpa, Dad, where have you all been? Chuxue is here. Chuxue is afraid. Don't leave me alone... Wuwu..."

The people on the bed were frightened and helpless, and looked pitiful.

Feng Yan stood up and walked past.

Feel her brother Yan is approaching. Xia chuxue feels that the wound hurts again, which is also worth it.

When Feng Yan came to the bed and leaned down, early summer snow really wanted to hold him tightly.

But she didn't know her situation and didn't dare to mess around.