Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

In the end, Du Yan'an had the upper hand.

Shameless and LAN Ziting crowded into the hospital bed, completely without the steadiness that successful people should have. Fortunately, this is a single ward. The bed is one meter eight. It's no problem to accommodate two people.

Feeling the depression of Du Yan's side bed, LAN Ziting tried to calm her emotions.

From the height, the two people lay motionless on both sides like puppets, even though they were covered with quilts

"Are you afraid?" Du Yan'an said with a smile, looking back at LAN Ziting who was sleeping on the outer edge of his bed.

Clearly, as long as he doesn't speak, LAN Ziting can convince herself that sleeping in the same bed is their last chance to spend the night.

"What are you afraid of?" Lan Ziting could only respond in order to avoid a trace of embarrassment in the air.

As soon as the voice fell, LAN Ziting felt that the empty behind her immediately invaded a trace of temperature. It's Du Yan'an. He came together. Thinking of this, LAN Ziting felt that her body became stiff and not so comfortable.

"Too far apart, the wind ran in through the gap between us." Mingming just wanted to be close to lanziting, so he found such an excuse.

Du Yan'an was right behind him. The air breathed from his mouth and nose could feel the temperature.

"Mr. Du, I think we need to keep a distance." Lan Ziting said this because she wanted to eliminate the feeling of panic or because of LAN's reason.

"Does Miss LAN really think so?" Du Yan'an stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder.

The trembling body conveyed from the palm of your hand will immediately become a stone in the next second.

After trial and trial again and again, and with impudence again and again, LAN Ziting strained her nerves. She had been nervous for a long time.

"That's enough." Lan Ziting couldn't help but burst out. She suddenly sat up and said, "Mr. Du, don't go too far. Although I thank you for staying here to help me and take care of my children, I hope you don't lose your sense of propriety."

Du Yan'an also restrained all his smiles.

It seems that he didn't control well and exceeded LAN Ziting's bottom line.

In order not to cause more deep-seated contradictions, Du Yan'an took the lead in surrender: "it's my fault." then he moved back to a safe distance that made LAN Ziting feel comfortable.

The air gradually cooled down, and the smoke dispersed, leaving only the sound of breathing between each other.

LAN Ziting turned around and looked at the regular Du Yan'an. She calmed down and lay back.

Before going to bed, the two people who had self-awareness and kept a distance rolled over and hugged each other again gradually under the trouble of sleepiness.

In the sky outside the window, today's sun is covered by thick dark clouds. All the light is left, and only the dark sky is announcing the arrival of a new day.

All the people in a good mood became depressed after seeing the fog outside.

The weather is changeable, but it still can't stop the people who are about to wake up.

LAN Ziting vaguely opened her eyes and saw that it was not a glance room, but a warm embrace.

Du Yan'an woke up earlier than LAN Ziting and saw her sleeping like a lazy kitten with her head on her side. He lovingly stretched out his hand and stroked back the messy hair scattered in front of her forehead, revealing her delicate face.

Full forehead, stretch out all the troubles, it seems that you have encountered something interesting in your dream, and the corners of your mouth are still with a trace of radian. The ruddy mouth pursed slightly, and the whole body curled up in Du Yan'an's arms, enjoying the warmth conveyed by his body.

The best expression of peace and stability in this world and the peace of years is now.

Du Yan'an felt that he couldn't see LAN Ziting's face enough. At the same time, he also wanted to enjoy this rare time. He didn't wake LAN Ziting up. He propped up his chin with his hand and looked at her with a smile.

"Ah." Lan Ziting was awakened and pushed away in a hurry.

"You're awake." Du Yan'an looked like a person who didn't happen. He got up with a smile and put on his clothes: "I'll wash first." then he went into the bathroom.

LAN Ziting was still staring at the empty bed. After Du Yan'an's figure disappeared, the ruddy color climbed up her face.

In her confused head, she still kept moving towards a warm stove last night because it was getting colder and colder, and then slept soundly with it.

I didn't expect that the hot stove was Du Yan'an!

Even after a morning, things in the morning are still deeply imprinted in LAN Ziting's heart. It's really annoying.

Time passed in a twinkling of an eye. Today is the day to leave.

Du Yan'an has gone through the discharge formalities in advance. LAN Ziting holds the child in her arms, and all the remaining things are placed on the car by the servants who came with her.

"It's raining outside," said Du Yan'an.

"It's all right. I brought my umbrella." Lan Ziting looked at the umbrella in the corner.

Jerry left this umbrella. Because she was not at ease, she bought a lot of messy things and put them in the ward before she left.

"You hold the baby and I'll give you an umbrella." anyway, Du Yan'an doesn't want to stand with LAN Ziting because of an umbrella.

LAN Ziting and Du Yan'an have come to the door of the hospital. The sparse rain like ox hair poured down, covering all the objects in the rain with an indifferent halo.

It's impossible to hold an umbrella and a child alone.

LAN Ziting can only compromise.

A big enough umbrella was propped up to cover the raindrops falling from the sky.

Du Yan'an held an umbrella in his right hand, and his left hand let nature take its course, hugged LAN Ziting's shoulder and placed her tightly in his arms.

"So the child won't get wet." and you.

Du Yan'an looked at the front calmly and said calmly.

The sound of pattering rain is heard in my ears without any trace of irritability, but more calm.

The distance from the door of the hospital to the car is only ten meters, but Du Yan'an walks very slowly. It seems that he is enjoying this last warmth.

He opened the door and shook off all the water drops on the umbrella. Du Yan'an folded it up and put it at the bottom of the carriage.