President Gao Leng's little wife

"well."

The old man was worried that if he continued, he would be exposed by Han Tianyi. After all, Han Tianyi's eyes were always on him.

He coughed at the doctor and gave Abel a wink.

Abel understood.

"Miss, the doctor said that the master needs more rest."

He reminded Xia Yuluo.

Xia Yuluo woke up suddenly, and she stood up immediately.

"Okay, Grandpa, you need to have a good rest. I'll prepare whatever you want to eat."

John waved his hand: "I can eat anything."

His tone seemed to regain his strength, and then his eyes signaled for Abel to send the two of them out.

Xia Yuluo returned home worried, she was absent-mindedly preparing something, and kept chanting.

"Grandpa is sick, so he needs to eat something lighter. I'll help him cook some tonic soup in a while. By the way, Mama Zhang must understand this."

She just walked to the kitchen, and turned to get her phone again.

After getting the phone, he suddenly muttered again.

"The weather is getting cold, and the little guy's clothes are all in the country. Tomorrow we are going to prepare some thick clothes for him."

She couldn't wait to be supercilious, and walked back to the bedroom holding her mobile phone.

Han Tianyi followed behind her, with his hands in his pockets, frowning slightly.

Xia Yuluo seemed to have lost her soul, muttering about it.

He opened the door of the cabinet without looking carefully, he just wanted to get the clothes, so he bumped his head against the cabinet.

'Bang'.

Hearing this, Han Tianyi was a little startled.

He hurriedly pulled the man over, his forehead was already red.

He was so distressed that he snatched the phone from Xia Yuluo's hand and threw it on the ground.

Xia Yuluo was taken aback.

But Han Tianyi had already hugged her tightly into his arms, and the gentle temperature of his body could be heard around him.

"Han Tianyi?"

Xia Yuluo patted him on the back.

Han Tianyi ignored it, and the strength in his hands became heavier and heavier, and Xia Yuluo felt his bones ache from being strangled.

"what happened?"

She struggled out a word.

Only then did Han Tianyi let go of her, and carefully rubbed the big bump on her forehead.

"Does it hurt?"

His face was distressed, and he didn't hide it, and his voice was hoarse with pity.

Xia Yuluo smiled indifferently.

"It doesn't hurt, it's okay."

She turned around and was about to continue packing, but Han Tianyi grabbed her hands and refused to let go.

Xia Yuluo looked at him suspiciously.

"Mr. Abel will take good care of the little guy and the old man."

His voice actually sounded like a strong smell of vinegar.

Xia Yuluo couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Abel can't always cover everything. If I prepare in advance, it can save a lot of trouble."

Han Tianyi still refused, and immediately said: "If you continue like this, I will get sick too."

"Huh? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

When Xia Yuluo heard that Han Tianyi was also sick, she became even more anxious.

She raised her hand to try Han Tianyi's forehead, but Han Tianyi grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest.

"It hurts here."

The warm chest was touched between the fingers, and the fiery beating heart in the chest seemed to be felt in the palm of the hand.

In the black eyes of the man opposite is his own clear reflection.

Xia Yuluo's soul was sucked in at once.

"My heart is sick, and I need you to take care of me."

His voice was like a deep zither sound, ding ding dong dong fell on Xia Yuluo's heart, and the charming breath spread to her ears.