The evil husband has facial paralysis

The morning sun shone into the dark room, and the person on the bed frowned dissatisfiedly, turned over slightly, and exposed his bare back, soaking in the sun.And at his waist, a hand was resting on it, firmly shackling him.

Luo Yingchu stood at the door for a long time, wanting to enter but dared not.After wandering around for several times, I finally reached the threshold and sat down.He was holding a lot of ointment in his arms, the corners of his eyes were red, and the circles around his eyes were also very dark.Sitting there stupidly, not knowing what to think.

"What are you doing here?" A black shadow covered it, Luo Ying blocked her view, and saw the person in front of her holding a fan and looking at him with a smile.

Luo Ying opened her mouth, but didn't speak.He pursed his lips tightly, moved his body away from looking at the person, and his cheeks puffed up, showing no intention of talking at all.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but your temper has grown."

"What are you doing here? It's very annoying, don't provoke me." After a while, Luo Ying said angrily.

"You little guy, I didn't mess with you, why are you so quick?" Ling Wan sat down, turned his head, looked at him carefully for a while, and suddenly pressed his hands on his cheeks, squeezing his face She deformed a bit, and couldn't help but smile even more: "It's very ugly."

"It's none of your business to be ugly." Luoying gritted her teeth resentfully, and slapped Ling Wan's hand away, teasing him no matter what! "Don't babble around me and smile so ugly!"

"You want me to cry?" Ling Wan looked at his hand that was slapped away, not annoyed, he curled his mouth, looked at him with his cheeks propped up, and pressed his hand on his eyelid, "I can't cry, you Tell me, why are you crying?"

"Don't touch me, I'm not crying." Luo Ying gave him a glare, but didn't push him away, "You are annoying, I didn't see you earlier, but you showed up in time when you didn't need it!"

Thinking of the dangers of the past few days, Luo Ying still has lingering fears in her heart.These days I haven't been able to sleep well, even though I know the young master is fine, but I am still so worried that I can't eat or sleep well.Wanting to see the young master, Ye Xiaoming ordered no one else to approach him.

He was anxious, angry and resentful. On the one hand, he blamed Ye Xiaoming for making Luo Jiliang suffer, and scolded Ye Xiaoming several times.On the one hand, he blamed himself for not staying by Luo Jiliang's side well, and preventing the disaster for him.Annoyed and self-reproached, and I couldn't find anyone to talk to, so I could only wander around. I went to the doctor's office to pick up a lot of medicine, but I couldn't see anyone, so I could only carry it on my body, and I couldn't use it.

Now, seeing Ling Wan, for some reason, the previous grievances, sadness, and helplessness all ran out again.Looking at him, he couldn't help but feel annoyed, angry and unwilling to talk to him, if he could have appeared earlier...he didn't know what he could do if he appeared, but he just felt annoyed.

"Don't hang around me."

"Little guy." Ling Wan stared at him with long and narrow eyes, and his tone was unreasonably terrifying, "Your behavior of venting anger is not good."

Luoying looked into his eyes and swallowed: "Why, no one is allowed to talk about it! Don't talk about it if you don't talk about it. Let me go, lest I get in your way."

"Putting your anger indiscriminately will only make you suffer." Ling Wan let go of him, and said displeasedly: "Your son has an accident, it is your son's business. You little servant boy, you really have a lot of guts , you dare to lose your temper at me." No one under his command dared to talk to him like this before, he thought it was strange for a while, so he tolerated him, but he became more and more daring to speak, it was out of shape!

Luo Ying took a step back, grabbed the things in her arms and stood up, looking at Ling Wan inexplicably.After a while, he half closed his eyes, took another step back, paused, bent slightly, made a blessing, turned around and ran out without saying anything.

Ling Wan watched his movements and narrowed his eyes.He put away his fan and chased after him.