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

An Xianyang has been looking for Su Muying for almost half a year.

But when he was almost desperate, he found a clue.

That day, as usual, he ran to a mountain peak.

That mountain was the peak of the cave where they had experienced thousands of disasters together.

An Xianyang sat on the edge of the cliff, not afraid of the steepness of the mountain at all.

Watching the sunset fall again and again.

Until the surrounding gradually became dark.

However, he suddenly found that the cave was lit up.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see everything at the foot of the mountain.

The bright cave was just reflected in his eyes.

An Xianyang's heart seemed to be stirred up by someone.

He quickly stood up from his position, and then walked towards the cave.

As he got closer, the light from the cave became more apparent.

"Mu Ying!"

An Xianyang shouted.

No one responded directly to him.

He began to lean forward and walk inside.

Only then did I realize that the bright light just now came from a firefly wrapped in a transparent plastic sheet.

There are many fireflies.

There was a faint light, but when gathered together, it became much brighter.

"Mu Ying!"

An Xianyang shouted.

No one responded.

But the transparent bag clearly showed that someone had been there.

Someone must have been here.

An Xianyang was willing to believe that there was that person.

He kept yelling in the cave, and looked around again.

Still no one.

"I know, you are around, I know, you come out, you come out. Mu Ying, you come out."

An Xianyang said it over and over again.

He didn't understand, Su Muying really didn't intend to appear in front of him?

She can wait until she wakes up, but she doesn't want to be with her?

"I know, you think I'll blame you, blame you, but I won't."

An Xianyang twitched his mouth, although no one responded to him.

"What do you think of me?"

He asked the air again.

The light of fireflies shone on his face.

There is also a faint figure that is stretched very long.

An Xianyang smiled a little desolately.

"If you want me to never appear in your world, stand up and tell me, tell me everything, I can disappear. Mu Ying, I just want to hear you say that you want me to disappear in your world in the world."

An Xianyang said.

In the empty cave, apart from his own echo, there was no other sound or response.

An Xianyang picked up the bag of fireflies, and then took a look at the cave.

Then leave the cave.

Perhaps this is the last farewell.

Perhaps, Su Muying didn't want him to disturb her current life at all.

She should be doing well now.

Far from the hatred of the past, isn't this kind of life what she wants now?

An Xianyang seems to have seen it more thoroughly than anyone else.

Now there are a lot of words and a lot of truth, just understand it yourself.

An Xianyang took the firefly bag and gradually left the cave.

An Xiaojing heard that her brother was back.

This is also Leng Yichen's credit.

He has been sending people to follow An Xianyang.

On the first day An Xianyang returned to the imperial capital, he got the news that he was back.

An Xiaojing couldn't sit still.

Soon he took the car to find An Xianyang.

As she expected, the man returned to An's house.

Before that, An's house had been demolished.

There is no one to take care of it anymore.

An Xiaojing has been back several times, but she always gets emotional.

Leng Yichen was afraid that she would be sad, so he tried every means to keep An Xiaojing away from the house.

I also feel sorry for this house.

However, when An Xiaojing found An Xianyang, he didn't do too many renovations to the house.

Still the same.

The door was ajar.

She rushed right in.

Nothing in the house has changed, it's just a lot cleaner.

It's like being cleaned by someone.

On the sofa, An Xianyang slept soundly.

Didn't notice anyone coming in either.

Leng Yichen followed behind An Xiaojing.

"elder brother!"

An Xiaojing shouted.

There was no reply from the other party.

An Xiaojing called again.

"Brother, brother."

She just wanted to wake him up.

It seemed that after waking up An Xianyang, his heart was relieved.

She hadn't seen him for some days.

Every time I see my brother, he can't always look like he's dying.

So what should you do yourself?

"elder brother!"

An Xiaojing has no spirit of giving up at all.

"Xiaojing."

Suddenly, the sleeping person seemed to have a reaction.

It's just that he keeps his eyes closed.

Then slowly open it.

"Do you know, my brother is sleeping. You are so noisy."

An Xianyang frowned.

An Xiaojing laughed out loud.

There is still something shiny in the eye.

It looks like it's about to fall.

"You didn't even tell me when you came back. Brother, why are you at ease? What are you at ease!"

An Xiaojing complained word by word.

An Xianyang twitched the corner of his mouth.

Gradually opened his eyes.

"Xiaojing, I miss you so much."

He turned over from the sofa.

Looking at my sister, I pinched her face.

"It looks like that guy didn't treat you badly. His face seems to be rounder."

"elder brother."

An Xiaojing was very speechless.

It's been a long time since I saw each other, so I want to give myself a meeting gift?

It's really embarrassing to say this.

Leng Yichen stood behind the two brothers and sisters, with black lines on his face.

It wasn't until he met An Xianyang's eyes that he smiled at him.

"Big brother."

"Well, it looks like you've taken good care of my sister, keep it up."

An Xianyang said.

Leng Yichen twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.

But soon he smiled very sincerely.

"What elder brother said is that I will definitely take good care of Xiaojing."

An Xiaojing kept pulling An Xianyang's arm.

I feel that he is not only thinner than before, but also much darker than before.

The whole person looks a little stronger.

Also a little stronger.

"Brother, when did you come back? You cleaned the house very clean!"

An Xiaojing exclaimed.

I have never seen An Xianyang clean up the house before.

Because others are always absent.

It's rare that brother is such a meticulous man.

An Xiaojing was a little envious.

"clean?"

An Xianyang was surprised.

Then I looked around the room.

Indeed, much cleaner.

At least all the furniture looked spotless.

And the floor is clean and shiny.

He got up at once.

Much of the furniture was covered with white sheets.

With an arm, An Xian lifted those white cloths.

Seeing the furniture under the white cloth, it looked like it had just been scrubbed.

"how come?"

An Xianyang's brows gradually knit together.

"Brother, isn't it you?"

An Xiaojing also asked in surprise.

If it wasn't my brother, who would have cleaned the An family's old house?

Everything seems a bit unbelievable.