President Husband, it's too sweet

"Don't follow me." Xue Cheng found that Fan Xiaoling had been following him, so when the street lights were red, he stopped, turned around and said to Fan Xiaoling.

Fan Xiaoling crossed his arms and stared at Xue Cheng, "Is this road yours?"

At this moment, Fan Xiaoling looked far less energetic than before, his eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and he seemed to be seriously ill, his skin was also paler a lot.

When the green light came on, Xue Cheng turned around, ignored Fan Xiaoling, and walked to the opposite side.

Fan Xiaoling pursed her lips and followed behind Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng got into the car, Fan Xiaoling also got into the car, and stood beside Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng didn't know what Fan Xiaoling wanted to do, what was his plan to follow him? "What the hell are you trying to do?"

Fan Xiaoling looked out the window and said, "It's my first time making a bus."

Xue Cheng felt a little ironic that the young master of a rich family was really different, so he simply folded his arms and pretended to sleep, and ignored Fan Xiaoling.

As the bus started, Fan Xiaoling looked at all kinds of people in the bus, including the elderly, children, pregnant women, and more office workers.

At this time, there were not many people in the car. Everyone was sitting in the car, some were resting, some were playing with their mobile phones, and some were looking out the window.

"The bus is quite comfortable." Fan Xiaoling said.

Xue Cheng opened his eyes, and glanced at the bus that was not very crowded at this time. There were not many people at this time, and there were more people at the next stop. At that time, everyone would be crowded in the bus. At that time, Xue Cheng could still say If that happens, count him as the winner.

Xue Cheng had a seat, but Fan Xiaoling had no seat, so he could only stand.

When the car arrived at the station, there was a long queue outside the car. After the door opened, a group of people squeezed up.

Fan Xiaoling watched everyone squeeze in in amazement, "How can you squeeze in with so many people? Will it be overloaded? It's very dangerous."

"Isn't it all like this? Why are you so surprised?" The man standing beside Fan Xiaoling cast an idiotic look at Fan Xiaoling.

Fan Xiaoling was a little displeased, but at this moment, a middle-aged man rudely pushed Fan Xiaoling.

"What do you block, let it go."

Fan Xiaoling didn't pull the armrest firmly, and was pushed to the ground by the middle-aged man, while the people behind were still squeezing in.

Xue Cheng quickly pulled Fan Xiaoling up, frowning slightly, "Are you an idiot?"

After finishing speaking, Xue Cheng stood up with his lips pursed, and pushed Fan Xiaoling on the seat.

Fan Xiaoling's knee was bruised and his hand was stepped on, so he didn't feel much pain, but just looked at Xue Cheng, "Are you nervous about me?"

"I won't be nervous about you. Don't cause trouble to others next time. Also, people like you don't think it's bad to trouble others." Xue Cheng said sarcastically.

Fan Xiaoling looked at Xue Cheng and smiled, "You are nervous about me."

Xue Cheng didn't want to pay attention to Fan Xiaoling, and walked to the back compartment.

Fan Xiaoling also got up and followed. At this time, the car turned and the whole carriage shook a little. Fan Xiaoling didn't stand firm and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Xue Cheng held him back, otherwise Fan Xiaoling would have to sit on a young girl's body.

Xue Cheng frowned and looked at Fan Xiaoling, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Fan Xiaoling looked at Xue Cheng holding his hand, "I didn't think about anything."

Xue Cheng let go of Fan Xiaoling, he found that Fan Xiaoling really couldn't be treated in the way of normal people, his brain might be broken and sick.

Fan Xiaoling got off the bus with Xue Cheng, and followed Xue Cheng for more than ten minutes. Xue Cheng ignored him along the way, his leg was hurt by the car, and he walked with bumps and turns, and he couldn't keep up.

Seeing that Fan Xiaoling was about to follow him home, Xue Cheng said, "Stop following me."

Fan Xiaoling didn't speak.

Xue Cheng quickened his speed, and Fan Xiaoling also followed with a lump and a lump, and finally followed Xue Cheng back home.

Xue Cheng opened the door and went in, then closed the door.

Blocked Fan Xiaoling from the door.

Younger brother Yuanyuan was doing his homework on the dilapidated small wooden table. Xue Cheng glanced at his grandma in the bedroom, took the vegetables out of the refrigerator, and prepared to cook.

There was a knock on the door.

Xue Cheng said to Xue Yuan: "Don't open the door."

Xue Yuan nodded and continued to do his homework.

The knock on the door stopped for a while, and the sky outside gradually darkened, and Xue Cheng also prepared a meal, "Yuan Yuan, come over for dinner."

At this moment, the knock on the door rang again.

Yuan Yuan asked, "Brother, who is it?"

"A scoundrel, don't worry about him." Xue Cheng frowned and looked outside the door, why didn't Fan Xiaoling leave?

Xue Cheng went to ask grandma to get up, "Grandma, the meal is ready."

Grandma Xue Cheng got up from the bed and heard a knock on the door, "Ah Cheng, who is knocking?"

Listening to the intermittent knocking on the door, Xue Cheng frowned and walked towards the door.

He opened a slit and said to the outside: "Fan Xiaoling, go back."

"I have night blindness." Fan Xiaoling's voice trembled.

Xue Cheng opened the door and saw Fan Xiaoling crouching on the ground, seeing him slightly shaking his shoulders, how pitiful was he?

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xue Cheng couldn't help asking.

Interested in following him????

"Why don't you go home?"

Fan Xiaoling squatted and did not speak. At this time, Fan Xiaoling had changed too much from him in the past few months. Xue Cheng didn't know if he was pretending on purpose, and he was playing some tricks or tricks.

After Xue Cheng finished speaking, he closed the door.

There was no knock on the door again.

After eating and taking a shower, Xue Cheng sat on the old table and did his homework. Suddenly, the picture of Fan Xiaoling squatting at the door came to mind. The light of the mobile phone flashlight can also go back.

Xue Cheng finished half of his homework when he suddenly heard someone talking outside the door. Could it be that Fan Xiaoling is still outside?

Their area is notoriously poor in law and order, with mixed fish and dragons.

Xue Cheng got up and opened the door, and looked outside.

He actually saw Fan Xiaoling who was still squatting on the ground. How long has he been squatting here?

Xue Cheng was full of doubts, what did Fan Xiaoling want to do squatting at his door without returning to his luxurious home?

Fan Xiaoling squatted on the ground, saw Xue Cheng open the door, raised his head to look at Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng saw that Fan Xiaoling's eyes were red, and the corners of his eyes were sparkling, as if he had just cried?

Finally, after looking at each other for a few seconds, Xue Cheng let out a breath, "Forget it, come in."

"My legs are a little numb." Fan Xiaoling couldn't get up because he squatted for too long.

"Come in by yourself." Xue Cheng didn't want to help him.

Fan Xiaoling stood up slowly while leaning on the wall, and stepped into Xue Cheng's house.

The lighting in the room is old-fashioned, and some old furniture, but it is very clean.

Xue Cheng's family is very small, there are only two rooms in their house, one for grandma, one for him and his younger brother.

Even if Fan Xiaoling is allowed to come in for the night, he still doesn't have extra beds for Fan Xiaoling.

Seeing Fan Xiaoling walking away with bumps and turns, recalling that since getting out of the car, he seems to have just left like this, probably due to a bruise on the car.

"Is your leg okay?" Xue Cheng asked meddlingly.

Seeing that Xue Cheng was concerned about his leg, Fan Xiaoling shook his head with a smile in his eyes, "It's fine, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Are you hungry?"

Xue Cheng knew that he didn't finish his meal that night.

Fan Xiaoling smiled and shook his head, "Not hungry."

Xue Cheng really couldn't understand Fan Xiaoling. Since he brought him back to the room, he was considered a guest. He went into the kitchen, cooked a bowl of egg noodles, and handed it to Fan Xiaoling.

"Eat."

Fan Xiaoling took the noodles from Xue Cheng's hands, and ate them eagerly, as if he hadn't eaten for a few days.

"It's just cooked, it's very hot, eat it slowly, if it's not enough, I'll cook some more for you."

Fan Xiaoling was very obedient, and he really slowed down. After eating the noodles, he wiped his mouth and said to Xue Cheng, "Thank you."

Xue Cheng glanced at the time, it was almost 09:30, so he said to Fan Xiaoling, "Go take a bath."

"Oh." Fan Xiaoling came to the bathroom of Xue Cheng's house. The bathroom was used as a toilet and was separated by a curtain. He didn't know how to wash it. Xue Cheng adjusted the hot water for him and said, "Wash quickly. Come on, don't waste water."

Fan Xiaoling nodded.

When Xue Cheng returned to the house, Fan Xiaoling took a set of clothes. He found that Fan Xiaoling was a lot shorter after changing his shoes. Could it be that he was wearing height increasing shoes?

But in this case, Fan Xiaoling might be able to wear his clothes, Fan Xiaoling looks a lot thinner than before.

Xue Cheng put the clothes outside, "The clothes are outside, they are mine, just come out and put them on after washing the dishes."

After Xue Cheng left, Fan Xiaoling opened the curtain, picked up Xue Cheng's clothes, sniffed them, and then put them on.

Fan Xiaoling has lost a lot of weight. In the past, Fan Xiaoling was a little taller than him, as fat and thin as him, but at this moment, his clothes were empty on Fan Xiaoling's body.

"Have you lost weight in the past few months?" Xue Cheng asked.

Fan Xiaoling shook his head, "Where do I sleep tonight?"

Xue Cheng spread the quilt, "Our house only has two bedrooms, my grandma lives in one, and my brother and I live in one. Come here, we can only squeeze into one bed."

Xue Cheng's younger brother was already asleep.

"If you mind, there's nothing I can do about it." Xue Cheng said, after all, Fan Xiaoling is the young master, Xue Cheng himself didn't think it was realistic for the young master to condescend to share a small bed with him.

"I don't mind." Fan Xiaoling shook his head, he walked to the bed and lay down on it, "I'm asleep."

Xue Cheng pushed Fan Xiaoling, "Get up."

Fan Xiaoling opened his eyes, "Is there anything else?"

Xue Cheng held a bottle of medicinal wine in his hand, "Let me see the wound on your leg."

Fan Xiaoling shook his head, "It's okay, just a little injury."

What is a little injury?Xue Cheng rolled up Fan Xiaoling's trouser legs, because Fan Xiaoling had lost a lot of weight, Xue Cheng could roll it up easily.

When he saw that Fan Xiaoling's knee was red and swollen, "It doesn't look like a small injury."

Fan Xiaoling had no choice but to sit up, and quickly put down his pants, as if trying to cover something, "It's really fine, it doesn't hurt much."

Xue Cheng seemed to see other injuries besides the injury on his knee. How did it cause it?