Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Joan Ann didn't hear it, and was still sobbing.

"Joan Ann."

This time, the deep and magnetic voice was raised a bit.

She turned around sharply.

Under the dim streetlights, Leng Yincheng stood there with a straight figure, with a slight smile on his thin lips.

That smile, in this silent and sad night, flowed a little warmth, breaking into her heart inexplicably.

"Where did you go again, you all left me..."

Qiao Anan let her tears fall, and ran to Leng Yincheng like a child in aggrieved manner.

Leng Yincheng rolled up his delicate cuffs, and sneered with disdainful lips: "I beat him up for you."

She widened her eyes in surprise, and found that there was a scar on the heroic handsome face in front of her.

Immediately, weeping loudly.

"I'm not one to cry, but you made me cry."

Leng Yincheng looked at the wet eyes in front of him, walked forward with heartache, wanted to hug her, but put down his hand again: "I'm sorry."

Joan Ann leaned on his shoulder and cried wantonly: "What are you apologizing for? I'm really not a crybaby."

That's right, she was holding back her tears in the heartbreaking scene just now.

Leng Yincheng's eyes flashed with a clear and sharp edge, and his thin and bright red lips pursed lightly: "Qiao An'an, this is the first time, and it will definitely be the last time."

"Huh?" Joan An raised her hand and wiped her tears.

Leng Yincheng knew that now was not the time to point out the past, so he just smiled and said something silently in his heart.

Never make you cry again.

Qiao Anan looked at Leng Yincheng's silence, quietly raised her hand, and touched the corner of his lips tentatively: "It hurts here, right? I remember you always go your own way, arrogant and indifferent, but you actually ran to talk to Lin Jing Fighting with Yu? He's a school team athlete!"

Leng Yincheng suffered from pain, avoided Qiao An'an's hand slightly, and his jaw floated faintly: "He is so excessive, if you don't make a move, I will replace you."

Joan Ann lowered her hand weakly, raised her hand and patted her heart vigorously: "They learned a lesson, I should be happy, but I'm in a lot of pain here."

"Time will make you look down on it. It's getting late, let's go back to school first." Leng Yincheng's slender legs strode forward, and that tall and straight figure was surrounded by a powerful aura, which made people feel inexplicably at ease.

Joan Ann was sobbing while walking beside him silently.

When passing by the school lake, she stopped: "You go back first, I want to be alone here for a while."

Leng Yincheng's quiet brows frowned slightly: "Don't think too hard."

Qiao Anan raised her head stubbornly, with suppressed sadness in her voice: "Don't worry, I will never do this! You are right, without Jing Yu, I still have a superior family background, top grades, and outstanding appearance , so many family and friends who love me...and they have nothing..."

Leng Yincheng thought for a while, then turned and left indifferently: "Then be careful."

Qiao Anan responded lightly, curled up, and squatted by the lake.

Looking at the calm water, sobbing softly, he took out his cell phone.

There is a software in it, which records the one hundred sweet things she and Lin Jingyu have to do as a couple, but more than half of them have been completed...

She was abandoned.

It may be that God also felt the sad atmosphere. Suddenly, a flash of lightning pierced the deep night sky, followed by rumbling thunder.

The bean-sized raindrops fell immediately, and fell to the ground with a splash, forming a thick mist.

Joan Ann cried hysterically along with the sound of rain.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and immediately drenched her completely.

What kind of school girl is she!

It will be a joke from now on!

Joan Ann cried until her voice was hoarse, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was unwilling to get up and leave.

At this moment, the downpour of rain stopped abruptly.

Lifting her eyes slightly, she saw a black umbrella in front of her eyes.

Joan Ann blinked, still crying loudly.

He waited until the tears had dried up before slowly standing up.

And the person holding the umbrella said softly and coldly: "Go back when you have cried enough."

Qiao Anan shrank back and hid in the umbrella, weak and pitiful: "Why are you helping me so much? We don't seem to know each other very well."

Leng Yincheng held up the umbrella on top of Qiao Anan's head, with heavy rain on his shoulder: "We have known each other for a long time."

Qiao Anan stood under the umbrella, staring at those deep black eyes completely stunned: "Isn't it a debate competition?"

Leng Yincheng's icy voice was much gentler: "Earlier than this."

Qiao Anan smiled slowly: "In my eyes, men's words are all lies. Many boys have told me so. Don't you also want to take the opportunity to chase me?"

Leng Yincheng's eyes flickered slightly.

She looked carefully at the person in front of her: "You are so handsome, you don't need to chase after girls."

Leng Yincheng chuckled, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to Qiao An'an: "Wipe your tears first."

"I made you laugh, you know it, I am used to being domineering as a school girl, and today is really embarrassing." Qiao Anan looked at the handkerchief in his hand, which was exquisitely embroidered with gold silk, and thought it was rare, but Without thinking too much, I picked it up and wiped the rainwater off my face.

Leng Yincheng said quietly: "You like to help others."

Qiao Anan shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and suddenly asked aloud: "I see that you are very particular about food and clothing. Do you have a car? Can you take me home?"

Leng Yincheng nodded slightly, took off his coat, put it on her shoulders, turned and walked towards the school's parking lot.

There is still a driver waiting there.

Inside the car, Qiao Anan watched the driver turn on the air conditioner, still shivering all over.

Leng Yincheng pursed his lips tightly, and looked out of the window with his dark and thick eyes.

……

When Qiao Anan returned home, her father Qiao Ting, elder brother Qiao Xiaobai, and second brother Qiao Siqi all surrounded her enthusiastically.

"Are we An'an back?"

"Why are your eyes swollen from crying?"

Qiao Anan lowered her eyes sadly: "Don't ask anything, I'm going to sleep."

"You're so wet, go to sleep after drinking the ginger soup." Qiao Xiaobai immediately ordered the servant.

Qiao Siqi put away the cynical smile on his face: "Okay, you have a good rest, and tomorrow you can tell me which bastard made you like this, and see if I can't beat him to death."

Joan Ann didn't say anything, and went straight back to the room.

After soaking in a hot bath and drinking ginger soup, he fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

But in the middle of the night, he developed a high fever.

Qiao Ting quickly called a private doctor and examined Qiao An'an carefully.

The two brothers were in a hurry.

Qiao Anan lay on the bed weakly: "You don't have to worry about me, it might be rained by the heavy rain."

Thinking that I am the most cherished baby in my family, I still feel a little warm in my sad heart.

At dawn, she still had no fever, so she had to ask for leave from school.

But Lu Shaoyou, who has a good relationship with her, sent her a message: "Sister, what's the matter with you? Could it be that you are really hurt by love as rumored in school, and you want to drop out of school and go home?"