divorce?Think beautifully!

Chu Xiaoheng ran out arrogantly, but when he came back, he was dejected, drooping his head, like a big rooster who had been defeated.

"what happened?"

Fang Yan closed his eyes for a while, then opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and glanced at Chu Xiaoheng, a little strangely, "Cough...cough cough...are you going to see Jiang Jiang off?"

Chu Xiaoheng sat down on the edge of the bed, furious, "She...she actually laughed at me, hum!"

"Ok?"

The man moved his body and felt a little uncomfortable lying down. The hand infused with the infusion was a little cold, so he moved a little with difficulty, hooking Chu Xiaoheng's shirt.

The little guy is not stupid, so he hurried over and held his palm, warming it up a little bit.

"That's...that's why she laughed at me!"

Chu Xiaoheng snorted angrily, "I was drugged by that dead pig last time!"

Otherwise, Fang Yan and his father warned him repeatedly, and he would have smashed the Cheng family long ago, leaving them to mess around like this.

"Cough..." Fang Yan was a little satisfied with this human-shaped hand warmer, half-closed his eyes, and looked satisfied, "Who asked you to tell her such a shameful thing?"

"I..." Chu Xiaoheng opened his mouth, racking his brains to retort: ​​"I...I didn't use it to comfort her!"

Some things... are actually very difficult to get over. This time, the harm to Jiang Jiang is immeasurable, and it will also leave her with a shadow on the city.

Chu Heng couldn't absolve himself of the blame.

Fang Yan looked over with clear eyes and did not speak.

He was still very weak, his strength was exhausted, and it was difficult for him to speak. His outline was sharp and his eyes alone could make Chu Heng a head shorter.

"I..." Chu Xiaoheng pursed his lips, a little aggrieved: "I didn't know that such a thing would happen, if I knew, I would definitely send her back, and definitely... definitely wouldn't let that fat pig get his way. "

He pulled to the side of the bed, played with the man's slender and cold fingers, pouted, and acted like a baby: "Fang Yan~ I was just thinking about it that day, so hurry up and take a sample for Li Min, so that he can find out about this matter, so that I can let him know." You figure out the relationship between you two!"

The man snorted softly. Hearing the guy's whispers lingering in his ears, like a mosquito humming, he simply closed his eyes, gathered some strength, and said softly: "The back lying...is stiff, help me!" I turn over."

Chu Xiaoheng pinched the man's round and full nails, and poked them reluctantly, then carefully supported the man's body and helped him turn over.

"Chu! Heng!"

Fang Yan endured his dizziness, every word came out from between his teeth.

"Ah...ahha?" Chu Xiaoheng didn't know, so he moved forward a little, half kneeling beside the bed, his paws groped into the hospital gown, his palms were pressed against the cool and delicate skin of this person, and he began to massage little by little.

Very conscientious.

The man was so angry that he didn't speak, and after a long while of feeling dizzy, he said, "I'll ask you to help me turn to the direction facing you...cough...!"

This guy's hands and feet are very nimble, he rolled over with his back to this guy, then... what's the point of turning over?

"Ah?" Chu Xiaoheng scratched his head, and slowly turned over with the man's body on his back, with a look of confusion on his face, "Why...why?"

The man squinted his eyes, his breath was cold, "Guess?"

He won't say it!Otherwise... Otherwise, maybe this guy will be so embarrassing!

"do not know."

Chu Xiaoheng sat back again, honestly warmed Fang Yan's hands, blinked his big eyes, and shook his head innocently.

The man closed his eyes, and a vague cold hum condensed in his throat.

He's not angry, he's not a fool.

Chu Xiaoheng was stupid, he didn't realize this at all, he held the man's slender white hand in his warm palm, and poked it back and forth.

Hmm... the back of his hand is bruised like this, if he continues to tie it like this, will this person be tied into a sieve?

Here... here is the eye of a needle.

Chu Xiaoheng held the man's palm, measured it, and felt that it was about the same size, um... his own was at most a little smaller, just a little, but no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be much smaller.

It should be because of the relatively long hands of this man. His fingers are slender, his joints are distinct, and his skin is fair. Looking at it really makes people feel jealous.

Chu Xiaoheng was lying on the bedside, rubbing Fang Yan's fair fingers, and he would not give up until he got hot sooner or later.

The man closed his eyes, feeling this guy's movements, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up, adding three points of indulgence.

He also gradually fell asleep.

The world is peaceful, if...if he is just an ordinary person with no worries, no diseases and no disasters, then...if he can meet Chu Heng, he will be able to live happily ever after.

The sky was dim.

In the tea room, mist curled up, a pair of slender white hands groped over and pressed against the side of the small table.

The owner of the hand sat up and tilted his head slightly, revealing a gentle and handsome face.

"What did Fang Yan say?"

He has a good face, slightly pale, but not weak at all, with fingertips pointing to one side, very rhythmic.

"He's going to a place," Jiang Jiang sat down and handed over a piece of paper, "Over there, he needs your help."

"Oh?"

This request made Mu De very surprised. He raised his hand to take it, opened it, half-closed his eyes, and looked at it carefully for a moment.

"Ming Kun," he handed the note to the young man beside him rubbing his legs, his tone was gentle, "Have you been there?"

Chu Mingkun took it over, glanced at it, and shook his head, "I haven't been there, but I heard from Xiaoheng that he seems to have been there for a few years."

Mu De laughed, the lines at the corners of his eyes were shallow, and his eyes were shining.

"Fang Yan is going here because Rick's laboratory is here, maybe... there are other things besides that." His tone was low, he paused every word, and his voice was soft, "Mingkun, find someone If there is an opportunity, disclose this matter to Chu Heng."

"Huh?" Chu Mingkun hesitated a little, "You mean, Xiao Heng won't know where Fang Yan is going?"

Mu De said "hmm", "Fang Yan won't tell him, and...may try to stop him."

That man... finally had a weakness.

"OK, all right."

Chu Mingkun was simple-minded and didn't understand Mu De's thoughts at all, so he nodded and agreed.

He didn't understand, but Jiang Jiang did.

"Master, in this case... will Chu Heng be in danger?"

She bit her lip, a little worried: "If you don't tell him, just let Fang Yan go by himself, he..."

Mu De looked over lightly, smiled, and interrupted her: "Jiang Jiang."

"Ok?"

"They are already a whole. If something happens to one, it will be difficult for the other to survive, so this trip—the best way is to let them go together."