Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Later, when Leng Yichen married such a good person as An Xiaojing, he was also sincerely happy for them.

"God closed a door for them, and will always open a window for them. Although they have no parents, I believe they will not live worse than other children."

Ling Muqing had her own opinion, and Leng Chenxi nodded in agreement, and found that they actually had a lot in common.

The two of them chatted happily along the way, and at a moment when Leng Chenxi raised his head inadvertently, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

Leng Chenxi stopped in her tracks, wanting to identify him carefully, but that person kept evasive, and finally, Leng Chenxi couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Brother!"

The man stopped for a while, and then ran away quickly. Leng Chenxi didn't care much, and hurriedly chased him, leaving Ling Muqing where she was.

Ling Muqing just stood there, but put away her innocent smile, stared at the direction Leng Chenxi ran away with hatred, and clenched her fists.

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Cold House.

Leng Yichen touched An Xiaojing's forehead very worriedly, and found that it was still very hot.

"What should I do? It still hasn't lowered the temperature. What can I do if it continues to burn like this?"

An Xiaojing listened to Leng Yichen's worried murmur, and thought it was a bit funny, although her heart was very sweet, she still comforted her and said: "I'm fine, I'm not uncomfortable, I'm not uncomfortable, but my forehead is a little hot, You needn't worry."

Of course, it would have been more convincing if her voice hadn't been so hoarse.

Leng Yichen glared at An Xiaojing, and told her not to talk, but she still didn't listen, what if she hurt her throat again after speaking such a long sentence.

An Xiaojing stuck out her tongue, but it caused another cough. Leng Yichen hurriedly handed over the water at hand, wanting to feed An Xiaojing, but she just looked at him pitifully and didn't open her mouth.

Of course Leng Yichen knew why she was doing it, he had already drunk An Xiaojing's warm water for an afternoon, no wonder she didn't want to drink any more, but drinking more water will help her recover quickly, so Leng Yichen remained unmoved , just stretched out the hand holding the water glass, just staring at An Xiaojing like this.

An Xiaojing, whose back was hairy from being watched, reluctantly leaned over and drank a few sips of water.

This cute appearance made Leng Yichen unable to hold back, he put his arms around her and kissed her twice.

An Xiaojing quickly pushed him away.

"You are crazy, I have a fever, and I will infect you again! Stay away from me!"

After finishing speaking, she really moved inside a few times, putting some distance between Leng Yichen and Leng Yichen.

Leng Yichen looked at her helplessly.

"Just like you worry when I have a fever, I'm also worried when you have a fever."

An Xiaojing looked at him, nodded, then consciously held the water glass and drank it one mouthful at a time.

Leng Yichen was on the side, his heart felt as if he had been scratched fiercely a few times, it was very itchy, but he couldn't touch it now, he would groan even if he kissed him, this life is hard.

"How come you have a sudden fever, and it's so menacing, it's so serious."

Leng Yichen whispered worriedly, Xiaoli and Xuemu are not allowed to come in, children's resistance is also weak, once infected, the recovery will be slow.

"It's not because of you."

An Xiaojing looked at her sideways, and said contemptuously, "It's winter, it's all your fault if you don't cover yourself with a quilt when you wake up!"

After finishing speaking, there was another violent cough, she grabbed the cup and drank a few more hastily, soothing her throat.

Leng Yichen touched his nose and retorted: "Then why don't I have a fever?"

An Xiaojing said angrily: "I'm angry here, you toss me for a long time, I have a fever and you're fine! Don't be angry!"

This time, before An Xiaojing coughed, Leng Yichen handed over the water and said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, don't talk, I'm the one who loves you in the end."

An Xiaojing groaned and drank the water, but finally said nothing.

Leng Yichen sat by the bed, looked at An Xiaojing's pale face due to illness, sighed softly, brushed her messy hair, got up and planned to leave the room, let An Xiaojing take a good rest .

"What are you going to do?"

But before he could get up completely, An Xiaojing pulled his finger and asked pitifully, her tone was like a child no one wanted.

"I won't bother you anymore, you have a good rest and sleep for a while."

Leng Yichen explained helplessly, but An Xiaojing would not let go, probably people who are sick are very clingy, and Leng Yichen was also happy to let her cling, so he sat down again and stayed with An Xiaojing until she Go to sleep.

Even in her sleep, An Xiaojing still coughed a few times from time to time, her brows were unconsciously frowned, and Leng Yichen saw it, feeling very distressed.

She needs to get better soon, at least she can't suffer from these troubles anymore.

Leng Yichen made up his mind, so he dialed Han Su's number.

Han Su arrived soon, he devoted himself to seeing An Xiaojing's doctor, and finally turned to Leng Yichen helplessly.

"She just has a common fever, and it will take at least a week to recover without taking medicine. It's useless to ask me to come."

Leng Yichen tucked the blanket for An Xiaojing, turned his head and asked, "Why can't she get rid of the fever?"

Han Su had no choice but to explain patiently.

"Fever reduction is the same as fever. She won't get up all at once, and of course the temperature won't go down all at once."

Leng Yichen nodded, feeling relieved.

An Xiaojing fell into a drowsy sleep again, Leng Yichen gently pulled away the hand she had been holding, got up and went to the living room with Han Su.

"Han Su," Leng Yichen called to stop Han Su who was about to open the door and go out, "You, my condolences."

Leng Yichen noticed the dark circles under Han Su's eyes as soon as he entered the door, recalled the news that his wife Nian Xingshan passed away not long ago, and said with some regret.

Han Su nodded, he understood that Leng Yichen's character could not say any comforting words, and he was a little moved when he heard him say that.

"She has always lived in my heart and never left."

After a while, Han Su said slowly, Leng Yichen was stunned after hearing this, watching Han Su's leaving back, suddenly feeling a little emotional.

When he returned to the bedroom, An Xiaojing was sleeping, and he hugged her tightly into his arms, as if he wanted to carve her into his body.

An Xiaojing herself did not sleep soundly, being hugged by Leng Yichen like this, she woke up suddenly, she opened her eyes in a daze, trying to look up at Leng Yichen, and asked him what happened, but she was helpless Leng Yichen's strength was really great, so An Xiaojing had no choice but to stay in his arms peacefully, not moving any more.

After a while, Leng Yichen let go of his hand slowly. He put his arms around An Xiaojing, put his chin on her hair, and muttered in a low voice: "Fortunately, fortunately."

An Xiaojing was a little confused, she tried her best to get out of Leng Yichen's arms, then stared into his eyes, and asked Leng Yichen in a daze: "Fortunately what?"

Fortunately, I can still hold you. Fortunately, you are still by my side. Fortunately, I can still live with the children under the same blue sky as you.

Luckily there's you.

It's just that Leng Yichen didn't say these words, he just kissed An Xiaojing on the forehead, put her in his arms again, and told about Nian Shining.