Vol 3 Chapter 1997: : Drawing a clear line, or getting closer and closer

"Don't think about bad things!" Seeing his wife's expression was obviously lost, Yi Yunrui immediately understood what was unhappy about his wife: "My husband will never let go. Always be by your side forever."
The warm embrace of her husband made Xia Ning's heart warmer: "Yi Sanshao, it's really hard for you to keep me alone for so many years."
"...How do you speak," Yi Yunrui was angry and funny: "Take me hard? This sentence should be said by me, little fool."
Xia Ning smiled and leaned on her husband's chest. She had to beware of this person, Lin Ziyu, obviously, Lin Ziyu had some special feelings for her.
With his wife in his arms, Yi Yunrui looked content, and for a moment he forgot to continue to ask Lin Ziyu.
The husband did not speak, and Xia Ning did not speak either. The two quietly enjoyed this moment.
The hustle and bustle of the flow of people outside the car contrasted with the quiet and warm sweetness inside the car. Xia Ning knew that home was not specific, but the place where her husband was, was the home of her soul.
In this way, the two cuddled together, forever, forever...
but.
The door of the car window was tapped twice, and Yi Yunrui's eyes condensed slightly, and he saw a man outside the car holding a very delicate box in his hand with a smile on his face.
"A Leopard?" Xia Ning motioned to open the car window: "What's the matter? Something is wrong with Xiang Zong?"
"No, Yishou, Chang, Mrs. Yi, this is a trace of Mr. Xiang's heart, please accept it." Abao handed the box into the car.
"Thanks, take it back." Yi Yunrui refused indifferently: "Yi Yuan does not accept gifts and will not accept them in the future."
The smile on Abao's face froze stiff: "That's it, change the head, long, it's not good..."
It's impossible to give a gift, and I will definitely be scolded when I go back.
Yi Yunrui's face darkened slightly, and his lips moved: "Go back!"
"Yes." A Bao's powerful aura reminded him, holding the box and hurriedly backed away.
Xia Ning glanced at Abao, who was a little bewildered outside the car. This man, who has been fighting for so many years, now wants to turn back to the right line, but he seems quite restrained. Without the fierceness of the past, it seems that I have received a lot of education during this period.
"If Lin Ziyu is still like today," Yi Yunrui said slowly and every word, "I will clean him up myself!"
Xia Ning breathed a sigh of relief, facing Lin Ziyu, Yi Yunrui had already taken a big step back, at least not directly with him.
"Thank you husband for your understanding..."
"I was wrong in the past, and you have suffered a lot of grievances," Yi Yunrui put his wife's hand on his chest: "I promise not to be in the future. In this world, I only want you as a woman. Now, in the future, till the end."
Yi Yunrui confessed affectionately, Xia Ning's heartbeat accelerated, and a powerful warm current surged all over his body. Xia Ning couldn't help taking a deep breath--
At this moment, her eyes were dark, and her lips were sealed by him, so lingering...
Aman was not on the evening shift, Caroline arranged a lot of manpower to replace him, and Aman said "thank you" to her.
A Xin's injury was very serious. She had only lost so much blood, her vitality was severely injured, and she had to recuperate for a while.
Ah quite spent a lot of money to let Ah Xin stay in a certain hospital, but when she arrived, she found that Ah Xin was not there.
The doctor said that the boy had settled his accounts and left.
Aman's heart tensed, he was still running around after suffering such a serious injury?
Wait a minute!
"Did he leave alone, or did someone come over?" She asked the doctor nervously.
"Oneself, no one else."
Aman remembered that when he met him, the boy fainted on the street several times... just so careless about his body? !
Catch him on the street? !
Aman regretted not taking the key given to her by A Xin.
At least you can go to his house to see if he is there.
At this moment, Aman's mobile phone rang with the sound of messages, and she opened it, and she was startled.
A certain amount of money has reached her bank card.
These numbers... are A Xin's medical expenses!
Aman called Ah Xin immediately, but there was no connection after a long time.
Where did this man go?
She hurriedly left the hospital, searched all over the street, and then went downstairs in his high-end residential area, trying to break through the first-level security...
Her cell phone rang, it was A Xin's call.
Aman breathed a sigh of relief and quickly answered: "Where?"
"I was taking a shower just now, but I didn't receive a call. I'm sorry."
"Take a bath?" Aman frowned, "You take a bath as soon as your wound has been opened? You are going to kill you, right?"
"No, it's not like that, ahem!"
A Xin's speech was obviously lack of breath, she coughed without saying a few words, and her breath was still very unstable, Aman's tone sank: "Don't talk nonsense, where are you now?!"
"I... I'm at our home... ahem!"
"Five minutes to arrive, wait for me at home!" After speaking, Aman hung up his phone and ran to his cabin quickly.
As soon as she opened the door, she first smelled the chicken soup.
After eating the soup that A Xin has cooked for many days, she can now tell the ingredients in the soup by the smell.
Red Date Chicken Soup can quickly replenish qi and nourish the body and blood.
She rushed straight into Ah Xin's room and saw him half-lying on the bed, wrapping herself gauze. She frowned and immediately grabbed the gauze: "I'll be discharged from the hospital in just a few days, right?"
"I'm fine, don't worry. I can cure myself, the medical expenses are very expensive over there..."
"Medicine is expensive, is it more expensive than life?" Aman wanted to pull it over.
But it hit him and hurt her heart.
"Sorry, I was the one who was injured, but I always trouble you."
"Save your kind words, how did you take a shower just now?"
"I've been lying in the hospital for a few days, and I feel very uncomfortable," A Xin said, blushing: "I'm not used to...I'm not used to letting others knock me..."
Aman raised his eyebrows. The other person he was talking about was the nurse in the hospital.
"They just perform their duties, why are you shy?"
"I," A Xin gave her a shy look: "Only you can thump my body."
"!" With a fierce heartbeat, Aman shook his hand.
"I just got some water and wiped my body, but I didn't touch the wound. At least it's not that dirty."
A Xin is a young man who has a habit of cleanliness, and his body is always white and clean, unlike a man at all.
Aman gave him good medicine carefully: "It's only a few days? What a desperate person!"
A heart moved her lips: "You can't sleep well in the hospital. It's better to sleep at home."
"..." After he was injured, Aman stayed with him in the hospital at night. There were not many beds there, so she slept on the stool.
The reason Ah Xin left the hospital was because she was worried that she could not sleep well at night?
"I won't die so easily, my life is hard. I can take care of myself, so don't worry. Your work is under pressure, and I don't want to give you trouble."
As soon as Aman's movements stopped, if he wanted to say something troublesome, his presence here was already a big trouble.
It's a pity that she could easily "handle" this trouble at first, but now, Aman's brows become more frowning.
Sure enough, he couldn't be allowed to stay at the beginning, and now even if he leaves, it feels uncomfortable.
He needs a home very much. He stayed with her and refused to leave. The great reason was that he regarded this place as his home.
He could feel the warmth here, and to this meager warmth, he refused to leave.
Maybe that's what he wants for her. Wouldn't it be too cruel to drive him away?
But she was worried that she could not do without him, and there was already a tendency to oppose the object-oriented approach.
"Why haven't you spoken?" A Xin stretched out her hand reluctantly and stroked Aman's face: "Would you like to talk to me?"
His hands are not very warm, but the palms are very warm, and his fingertips touch his face, Aman instinctively backs off slightly: "You should rest first and don't talk."
"I want to talk, I really want to talk... Well! I lay in the hospital for three days, three days, you didn't say a word to me..."
"It's you who can't speak. You are in a coma."
"I can't move my body, I have a very clear consciousness. I heard what you said to the doctor, I know you care about me, hehe...cough cough cough!"
"Still talking? Looking for death, right?" Aman carefully helped him to lie down: "How long has the soup been boiling?"
"One hour, you can drink. Turn off the heat and drink."
"I drink?" Aman was funny and angry: "The injured person is not me!"
"I have a fate. It doesn't matter whether you drink it or not. The soup is boiled for you to drink. Good deed, will you drink it?"
Aman looked at him for a long time: "Okay, I drink."
She knew Ah Xin's stubbornness. She brought the soup, sat in front of him, and took a sip: "It has all the flavors and flavors, not bad. Come on, I will come to you and open your mouth."
"...I don't drink..."
"Try it more wordy?"
A Xin didn't refute any more, she opened her mouth and drank.
"I'll take one, yours, stop talking nonsense."
A Xin nodded, taking a mouthful each person, this feeling is like...indirect kissing.
His face flushed slightly.
Seeing his ruddy complexion, Aman thought he was sweating, so he pricked his forehead with his hand, showing no symptoms of fever.
It should be because of the hot soup: "If it is hot, wait a while before drinking it."
"It's not hot." A Xin's face is getting red and red: "Don't feed me, you drink more. I make things, and I am satisfied if you like to eat."
Aman's hand stopped slightly, and he took a sip, feeling as if he was blocked by something in his heart, unable to speak.
"Man? What's the matter?"
"It's okay," Aman took a spoonful and fed it to his mouth: "Don't talk, take a rest first. You can talk as much as you like when you get better."
A Xin nodded: "It would be nice to see you every day."
The soup cup was large, enough for two people. Aman fed it spoon by spoon. Half an hour passed before he knew it. After the soup was finished, A Xin, who was about to rest, became more and more energetic.
"Wait twenty minutes, then go to bed after taking the medicine."
"Not sleeping, I want to look at you. You come back earlier than usual tonight, I want to see you more."
"..." There was a trace of sweetness in her heart, but Aman deliberately turned her face away. For some things, she originally planned to open one and close her eyes, but now she wants to make it clear: "Go ahead, tell me honestly, you hurt How come?"