I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

Everyone went home separately, but Bai Shan took Shen Haojin back to Shen Mansion.

The Shi family still lives in the Sheng family's old house. As for Ling'er... she has woken up and she has the right to choose.

She didn't want to trouble the Sheng family, and she would not continue to live in the Lime Flower Garden. Instead, she returned to Sheng Xichen's apartment in the community.

Naturally, Luo Zixuan would not let her go back alone. He took great care of her and did not let her go every step of the way. He held her the whole time.

He has taken care of Fang Ling'er for so many days, and it has become a habit, and he is very skilled.

When Fang Ling'er sat on the edge of the bed, he took off her shoes, put her legs on the bed, grabbed the quilt and covered her intimately.

"Are you thirsty? Do you want me to get you a glass of water?"

"Yeah." Fang Ling'er nodded.

She wasn't very thirsty, but she just didn't know how to stay alone with Luo Zixuan.

The apartment was unoccupied for too long, even though the hourly workers came to clean it on time. But there is still no hot water.

Luo Zixuan returned to the living room, turned on the water dispenser, and waited for the water to boil.

At the same time, he went to the kitchen to make some porridge.

Shi Xiyue said that Fang Ling'er had just woken up and had to eat small and frequent meals appropriately.

Fang Ling'er sat quietly on the bed. Her body was still very weak, except for her active brain. I almost didn't want to move my body, thinking back to the wishes my sister Shi Xiyue said in the lime flower garden.

She always felt that something was not right, and since Lin Boyuan had been dead for nearly ten days. The brother-in-law said that his sister Lin Boyuan woke up on the fourth day after her death, and her face should not still be so pale.

Is there something she is hiding from her?

"Here comes the water." Luo Zixuan walked in with a water glass in one hand and porridge in the other. “There is no other food at home except white porridge.

I'll go to the supermarket and buy some in person tomorrow. "

"..." Fang Ling'er said nothing and watched him busy around.

"I chilled the porridge with cold water. It won't be hot now. Let me feed you some." He sat on the edge of the bed and fed her the porridge with a spoon.

"I'm not hungry." She had no appetite at all.

"That... ok, you can drink some water." Luo Zixuan put the porridge bowl on the bedside table and picked up the water glass.

Fang Ling'er obediently took the water glass and took a sip of water.

When he raised his head, he met Luo Zixuan's eyes.

She glanced at his face. He looked slovenly, as if he had aged several years.

His face was covered with stubble, and his hair didn't have that handsome hairstyle. The black shirt he was wearing still smelled vaguely.

"You...why do you keep looking at me?" Luo Zixuan was kept looking at her, making him feel a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Luo..."

As soon as Fang Linger opened his mouth, he saw himself in the mirror next to him.

"Well, you drink water first. I'll be out for a while. Remember to drink the porridge."

Luo Zixuan stood up in a hurry, walked out of the bedroom quickly, and closed the door for her.

His heart was beating so fast that he ran into the bathroom. Look at yourself through the mirror there.

How long has it been since he changed his clothes, how long has it been since he went back to Luo's house, and he still has this messy hair. Before this, he had no feeling at all. He always appeared handsome and handsome in front of Fang Ling'er.

The look in her eyes just now must have shown that she disliked him. It was the first time I saw him so ugly.

Fang Ling'er was in a coma for many days. Even though it was already midnight, she had no sleepiness. Maybe it was because I slept for too long.

After leaving Luo Zixuan, she had been sitting on the bed in a daze.

The thoughts in her mind were very chaotic, and she was thinking about many things.

There are stories about the adoptive father's room, and of course there are also stories about the dead demon Lin Boyuan.

She once loved Lin Boyuan, and even regarded that man as important as her own life. She also thought about many scenarios in which Lin Boyuan would propose to her.

But as much as she loves him, she hates him. He died, and she was still aggrieved.

With a "bang" sound, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

She came back to her senses and looked in the direction of the bedroom door.

It's Luo Zixuan, he's back again.

He changed into clean clothes, a white shirt and blue trousers. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up on his arms, revealing his strong texture lines.

His hair has also been carefully taken care of, and he has trimmed the beard on his face.

He walked towards the bed, and the original smell of sweat on his body had been replaced by the fragrance of lime flowers that filled his heart and spleen.

He smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand on the quilt without hesitation.

An hour ago, he was so unsure of himself in front of her. How confident he is at this moment.

Luo Zixuan has always been very confident in his handsomeness. After all, there are countless women chasing him.

"Haha..." Luo Zixuan smiled and said, "I've been so busy lately, I...I don't even have time to take care of myself.

You may feel like you don’t recognize me, right? "

"How could it be?" Fang Ling'er said with a smile: "You were unusually handsome just now, and not everyone can appreciate that kind of handsomeness.

Now you are a popular handsome guy. "

"Do you also think I'm handsome?" This question was not narcissistic at all.

"Hmm." She nodded.

"Then...do you like this handsome man in front of you?" He asked tentatively.

Many women were chasing him, Luo Zixuan, but he didn't even want to look at them. He chased Fang Ling'er all over the world and experienced life and death with her.

But what about her? But he never took a fancy to him.

"Thank you for taking care of me during this time..."

"Why do you want to say thank you?" Luo Zixuan heard her words, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he asked seriously.

"Sorry……"

"I don't want to hear thank you, and I don't want to hear sorry. What do you have to apologize to me for?" He interrupted Fang Ling'er and retorted angrily.

Even now, does she still want to reject him?

She answered everyone's questions in the evening, and he became aware of it.

"..." Fang Ling'er lowered her eyelids, not knowing how to face him.

"I already know." Luo Zixuan grabbed Fang Linger's other hand and held it in his palm. "The person you liked before was Lin Boyuan, but he is already dead.

He has caused you so much misery, are you still unable to let go of him in your heart?

His men poisoned you with lime cores. If Sheng Zhongye and the others hadn't been skilled in medicine, who would have thought that the taste of lime flowers could detoxify you?

If you don't know this method, you will only die from poisoning.

Why do you still miss someone who wants to kill you?

What should I do to make you want to be with me? "