Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

Yan Yan thought he might be dying.

The body was suddenly cold and hot, and when she was about to die, there was a cold feeling in her arms, and she jumped up regardless. But after a while, I felt cold. Pushing away desperately, shivering.

This cycle is painful.

"Master?" The baby-faced carefully pushed the door in. "Luo is here."

Lang Ruoxian stepped out of the bathroom, and his baby face gave a careful look. wearing clothes……

"Ah, hey!" A man emerged from behind the baby's face, looking very young in his twenties, but wearing a black Tang suit with a dark gold pattern on the neckline and cuffs.

His expression was also very coquettish, and his eyes flew out in a blink.

"I got you as soon as I got off the plane, which delayed my date with the younger sister!" The man named Luo Yi looked at the bathroom secretly, "what about people?"

Lang Ruoxian pulled the sheets and turned into the bathroom again: "Wait."

"Is it eaten or not?" Luo Yi touched his chin.

The baby's face glared at him: "Impossible, Master will not do that."

"I know him as well as you. Normally he wouldn't do that. But don't forget that your young master is still a man ..."

The baby's face rolled his eyes, and he saw Lang Ruoxian drenched and hugging the man. Yan Yan was wrapped in the sheets by him, and the sheets were also wet, sketching a shape that made people think about it.

"Look again and dig out your eyes." Lang Ruoxian put Yan Yan on the bed with his back to them, "turn over."

Luo Yi was still thinking, and was pulled into the living room by the baby face. After a while, I heard Lang Ruoxian calling them.

"You can come in."

The two returned to the bedroom, throwing towels and sheets on the carpet, and apparently Lang Ruoxian had dried it.

"Crouch!" Luo glanced at the flushed woman lying on the bed, blurted out, "looks better than the picture."

Lang Ruoxian dropped a look: "Do you have a picture of her?"

"It's in the gossip magazine." Luo Yiha snorted. "Of course it's yours!"

"Hurry and show her." Lang Ruoxian touched Yan Yan's forehead. "Her body can't stand it."

Luo Yi touched his cuff, and a silver needle appeared at the tip of his finger: "I can only relieve her situation, the rest ... only she can survive it by herself."

"What about western medicine?" Lang Ruoxian frowned.

"It's useless." Luo initially gave Yan Yan a needle. "Have you heard of Death Demon Ji?"

Lang Ruoxian has certainly heard of it, a very powerful aphrodisiac. At first it was used by the Rice military to try prisoners. Later, a small amount of goods flowed into the black market, which was priceless.

"Can she sleep?" Lang Ruoxian's face was cold like ice, and his eyes could kill anyone.

Luo rubbed his arms and said, "What are you glaring at me for? I didn't give it to her. Okay! I'll try and see if I can make her fall asleep."

"Doesn't it hurt?" Lang Ruoxian saw him pierce Yan Yan's head again.

Luo gave him a white look: "Then you want her to burn to death?"

Lang Ruoxian stretched his face: "Then you lightly."

Yan Yan opened her mouth and gasped in pain. Lang Ruoxian held her hand, trying to force but was afraid of hurting someone. At this moment, he regretted it very much. He obviously saw He Mingkai entered the cafe but didn't follow him.

"Xiao Kai, He Mingkai."

Baby-faced a cry: "I threw him out into the elevator and pressed the first floor."

"Yeah!" Luo Yi laughed out loud. "You are so fierce." Hey "Who told you to listen?" Lang Ruoxian kicked Luo Yiji, "focus on."

Luo Yi sighed: "Kick me again, be careful I am biased!"

"Go to the black market to find medicine. I want He Mingkai to taste this taste, too." Lang Ruoxian coldly hooked his lips. "Also, check where his medicine comes from."

What baby-face wanted to say, Lang Ruoxian first said: "Focus on Lang Hongyue."

She was called by her, a trap design Yan Yan, she also gave medicine. Lang Ruoxian's eyes darkened. If it was Lang Hongyue, she would have to give her a gift ...

"Okay!" Luo retracted a needle. "As long as she can sleep, it's up to her."

Yan Yan calmed down, although her brows were tightly closed, but at least not as it was just now. But the body is still very hot, because the hair is too late to dry, and a few strands of hair stick to the face, there is a kind of ... ascetic beauty.

"Did you cool her with ice cubes before?" Luo Yi asked, "Are there any?"

Lang Ruoxian nodded, he packed all the ice cubes in the refrigerator into a bag.

"Put it back and freeze it, maybe it will be used in a while."

Lang Ruoxian pursed the corner of his mouth, took the ice pack out of the bathroom, and put it back in the refrigerator. When he returned to the bedroom, Luo glanced at him: "Why are you still here?"

"I'm leaning on! I don't bring a bridge across the river to break the bridge, let's say ... It's still a problem if you haven't crossed the river." Luo snorted twice. "In case she will wake up and make trouble, who are you going to? "

Lang Ruoxian froze, "You stay in the living room."

"Do you know that you don't have to look so shameless?" Luo walked two steps and smiled, "Isn't it because people don't even know you ..."

"Shut up." Lang Ruoxian flew over with an eye-knife and Luo raised his hand. "If you don't say it, don't say it! The uncomfortable one isn't me."

It was already noon the next day, and Yan Yan felt pain all over her, as if she had been run over, and her brain was humming.

"Are you awake?" A hand reached over and touched her forehead.

Yan Yan tried to open his eyes and saw a silhouette. Closed and opened again, and finally saw the person clearly after several repetitions.

"Lang Ruoxian ..." Opening her mouth with a hoarse voice, even she was startled.

Lang Ruoxian held a glass of water and put it to her mouth: "Drink some water to moisten your throat and talk later."

"..." Yan Yan took a sip and her brain began to function normally.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and looked down at herself. When she found out that she was not in touch with the sheets, that memory flowed over a year ago.

Snapped! Lang Ruoxian slapped him.

"You bastard! You are not human." Yan Yan growled and saw a strange man coming in by the door.

Luo Yi clapped his hands gloatingly: "Oh! Someone stayed in the house for one night, and didn't even drool, so he got a slap."

"You ... who are you?" Yan Zheng panicked, and a great humiliation came to her mind.

Isn't it ... last night they ...

"Hey! What about your ears?" Luo looked at her expression and knew that she thought too much. "Isn't a beautiful woman a good brain?"

Lang Ruoxian looked at Yan Huan with expressionless expression: "You were medicined by He Mingkai, and I brought you to the hotel. You took off your clothes. You held me in your arms, so I had to throw you into the bathtub sober.

"That's right!" Luo Yi pointed at himself, "Then he invited me, I saved you!"

Yan Yan's eyes were flustered, and after digesting the words of the two, Fu Fu apologized, "Sorry, I was just too excited."

"It's okay." Lang Ruoxian sat aside without saying a word.

Yan Yan bit her lip, which really can't blame her ... anyone will misunderstand if you change it!

"Thank you ..." She looked up. "I'm really sorry, should you call back?"

Luo patted the bed: "Don't make trouble, he won't ..."

"You can go." Lang Ruoxian stared at him, Luo glanced at him, "I haven't introduced myself yet!"

He got to the bed: "Yan Yan, right! My name is Luo Yi, and I am a great Chinese medicine practitioner."

"Hello ..." Yan Yan grinned. "Sorry, I think too much."

"Isn't it!" Luo Yi asked what he thought, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

Lang Ruoxian came over at the moment of hearing: "Will there be sequelae?"

"I heard that most people have it." Luo Yi reached out his hand.

Yan Yan looked at him blankly.

"Hold it out!" Luo lifted his chin. "Signal."

Yan Yan quickly put her hand out of the quilt, and exposed a small wrist.

"Sure enough ..." Luo Yi murmured for a long time, looking up, "I gave her a few recipes and drank them when I went back."

Lang Ruoxian frowned: "Very serious?"

"It's not big, it's big or small." Luo Yi winked at Yan Yan. "If you don't have a baby, then it's not a problem. But if you have a baby, then it's conditioning!

Yan Yan's face changed: "I ... I have a son."

"You can have a second child."

"..." She felt so tired and went to sleep.

Close your eyes and roll over.

"You come with me. Lang Ruoxian took Luo Yi's collar and went to the living room.

Only when the door of the room was closed did Yan Yan open his eyes and then exhaled heavily. She wanted to sit up, but she was completely naked. Instead, her bag was placed on the nightstand, and she flipped out her phone and found that the screen had cracked.

"Hey, grandpa!" He called back to Lang's house and heard Lang Cha smile as soon as he spoke. .

"Don't worry about it! He's fine. This morning, our grandfather went to the mountain to do morning exercises. The little guy is happy." Langcha said over there, "come here, let me listen to his voice."

The other end of the phone was quiet, and then there was a beep.

"Ah? Ahh ..."

Instantly Yan Yan's tears fell down, and she covered her mouth to make her voice as normal as possible: "Roll, I'm a mother!"

"Ah!" I was particularly pleased to hear the familiar voice, and ah again.

Langcha took the phone and said, "Yan Yan, Ruoxian said you drank too much last night, are you all right now?"

"... All right, grandpa."

"Then come back early! I haven't seen you for a day, and now you are looking for someone."

"Good grandpa, I'll go back right away." Yan Yan hung up the phone and wiped her tears, thinking that this time she was really alive.

But ... she owes Lang Ruoxian a favor.

There was noise at the door, Yan Yan quickly closed his eyes and lay down. It was as if someone came in and dropped something, and then quieted down. After a few minutes, Yan Yan opened her eyes and found that two paper bags were put on the nightstand. The LOUGOU on it was a brand that ladies like.

When she packed up, there was only Lang Ruoxian in the living room. This made her psychological construction difficult to do well again.

"Come and have something to eat." Lang Ruoxian pointed to the dining table.

Only then did Yan find several lunch boxes and a soup pot.