The actor's white rabbit ran away【ABO】

The water glass was pushed by Li Hanxiao, but An Luo couldn't hold it steady, and the water inside spilled out, wet An Luo's sleeves.

He curled his lips unhappily, and then put the water glass and the medicine on the small table next to him, "Oh, that's fine, then I'm leaving, goodbye, Mr. Li."

Li Hanxiao: "?" See you again!

If it weren't for the fact that he was in so much pain that he had no strength, or he really wanted to grab this little thing and clean it up severely.

Is he a white-eyed wolf?Is it human?Is the heart made of meat?

A normal person wouldn't just turn around and leave when he sees the man he's been sharing the same bed with for a year has such a stomach ache, right?

Seeing that An Luo was almost walking to the door, Li Hanxiao's face turned pale, and she reached out to sweep the table, and the water glasses and medicine bottles all fell to the ground with a "crash".

An Luo was taken aback, shrugged his shoulders and looked back, only to see Li Hanxiao struggling to stand up.

Probably it was really painful. He couldn't help but bend down after taking two steps, his shoulders trembled violently.

Before An Luo could call him, Li Hanxiao's right knee gave way, unable to hold on any longer, and fell on the carpet.

An Luo hurried over and helped Li Hanxiao up with great effort.

Li Hanxiao's complexion was the same as a piece of transparent paper, her lips were dry, and the fine sweat on her forehead kept seeping through, even the clothes on her body seemed to be soaked.

An Luo quickly picked up the medicine bottle, poured water again, and fed it to Li Hanxiao.

Li Hanxiao was much taller than him, he really couldn't move him to the sofa, so he could only run back to the bedroom and get a blanket to cover Li Hanxiao.

After about ten minutes, maybe the medicine had taken effect, finally Li Hanxiao's complexion was not as ugly as before, and his breathing also slowed down a lot.

Looking at his pale face and the wet hair on his forehead, An Luo suddenly felt a little guilty.

Is he too scum...

After all, Li Hanxiao treated her pretty well. Last time when she was sick, he was also taking care of her in the hospital, so he just left, which seemed really unreasonable.

Thinking of this, An Luo gently covered Li Hanxiao with a blanket, and then left the study.

When the butler saw him coming out, he immediately went up to meet him: "Mr. An, how is the young master?"

An Luo: "Dizzy...cough, I fell asleep after taking the medicine."

The butler breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good, the young master still listens to you."

An Luo: "I'll go to the kitchen and cook some porridge for him."

The housekeeper: "I'll do these little things, Mr. An, just go and accompany the young master."

An Luo: "It's okay, it will be fine soon."

Cook porridge for Li Hanxiao once, and he doesn't owe Li Hanxiao anything.

Seeing that he persisted, the butler couldn't say anything more, but followed An Luo into the kitchen uneasy.

Li Hanxiao was busy with work, and was basically not at home during the day. Speaking of which, he and An Luo spent a lot of time together.

He didn't know An Luo's identity, but he heard a word or two from Liu Yunfei that he was a child from a poor family.

But he always found it strange, because An Luo didn't look like a kid from the countryside at all. Not to mention his skin and tender flesh, he was also very polite and upbringing. He looked like a kid with an elite higher education.

And An Luo is very picky eater, he doesn't like to eat fish, he doesn't like to eat lamb, and he only eats steak for beef, he doesn't eat anything that is too cooked or too raw.

But An Luo won't show these likes and dislikes on his face. This is what the housekeeper figured out slowly. Although he doesn't waste food, he will eat very slowly when he encounters food he doesn't like.

What made the housekeeper even more concerned was that once he passed by the living room, he overheard An Luo talking on the phone with someone.

His voice was a little delicate, a tone that he didn't have at all in front of his young master, as if he was acting like a baby.

"Just drive me that Rolls-Royce Silver Charm for two days. You don't drive it anyway. You have so many cars. It's nothing to give me one, and it's been kept in the basement at home. It's not good to waste it."

Although he didn't know who the person at the other end was, it was definitely not his young master.

Rolls Royce, the family has a basement, a lot of cars...

He keenly captured the key information in An Luo's words.

None of these seem to be something that a rural child should be infected with.

The more the butler thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Seeing An Luo busy in front of the stove, he couldn't help asking, "Is Mr. An leaving today?"

"Well, wait for Li Hanxiao to get better, if it doesn't work, it's the same if I leave tomorrow."

"Where is Mr. An going? Back home to get married?"

An Luo smiled: "Maybe." He was really not interested in acting, and he entered the circle only for Li Hanxiao. Now that his wish of chasing stars has been fulfilled, naturally there is no need to stay in this circle.

Besides, his elder brother is going home, Xia Zhuxing is going to marry Shen Changze, maybe his brother will force him to meet that Jiang Zihao.

Forget it, it's time to calm down.

Thinking of this, An Luo couldn't help but took a deep breath.

The housekeeper looked at him skillfully cooking the porridge, and was a little surprised: "Mr. An knows how to cook?"

An Luo: "Well, I've learned a little bit."

I learned from Xia Zhuxing. In order to be the wife of the captain of the alliance, the Xia family enrolled their son in a lot of lessons about being a good wife and mother, such as cooking, baking, handicrafts, flower arrangement... But Xia Zhuxing couldn't learn it, and suffered a lot. No matter how many dozen, it still makes the kitchen a mess.

On the contrary, An Luo, who attended the class together, learned a lot.

Soon, a bowl of sweet and soft millet porridge was ready.An Luo put it in a bowl, and carried it to the study room. Li Hanxiao was still asleep. An Luo carefully lifted his right head and placed it on his lap.

"Mr. Li?"

Li Hanxiao frowned slightly, and opened her eyes.

An Luo: "Have some porridge, I cooked it."

Li Hanxiao frowned, and just when An Luo thought he was about to say something irritating again, Li Hanxiao suddenly arched her head into his arms. There was a cowardly and humble look in front of him.

"Lolo..."

"Ok?"

"Don't go, stay with me, okay?"

An Luo's heart couldn't help but soften a bit. He looked at Huo Zhixing's wet hair, and after a long silence, he said, "I won't leave tonight."

"Not tonight...don't leave tomorrow either."

Don't leave in the future.

Li Hanxiao's sick appearance was too pitiful, and his mouth was much softer than usual. An Luo's lost love for him came back again, so he nodded his head quickly.

"Okay, I won't leave tomorrow." He has the spirit of a contract, and at worst, he will wait until the one-year period expires before leaving.

This night, An Luo stayed by Li Hanxiao's side all the time, and did not leave for a moment. The next morning, while he was falling asleep, he was suddenly awakened by the ringing of his cell phone.

Taking a dazed look, it was Xia Zhuxing calling.

"It's so early..." He yawned and put the phone to his ear: "Hello?"

Xia Zhuxing kept crying on the phone: "Luo Luo, I'm dead."