Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

There are three layers in the lunch box, one for soup, one for rice and vegetables, and the middle layer for mapo tofu and a few meat dishes. Yang Zhuoying picked up the tofu and gave half of it to He Junlin.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

"Not bad." He Junlin nodded, and gave her a piece of braised pork ribs, "By the way, tell me how you got hurt."

Before, Yang Zhuoying only said that Yang Xiaoyi was injured, but did not explain clearly how she was injured. It was not easy for He Junlin to ask about other women. Now that she was also injured, he knew that the matter was not that simple, so he had to ask her to explain clearly.

In fact, there is nothing to hide about this matter. Yang Zhuoying was invited by Angel to live in An's house, and accidentally picked up Zhang Zijie's photo. In order not to be found out about his adultery, he bought her to kill her, and finally died in a car accident Said the matter.

After listening to her quietly, He Junlin frowned slightly, and said in a serious voice: "You are lucky this time, and An Ziyu and the others found it in time, otherwise, you would have become dog food now."

"He Junlin, can't you say something nice to coax her?" Yang Zhuoying pouted her lips, she almost died, he didn't comfort her, he was still here to scare her.

"Take care of yourself. If anything happens to you, the baby will call another woman's mommy." He Junlin warned in a cold tone.

"Don't even think about it!" Yang Zhuoying glared angrily, and met his eyes, knowing that what he said was to ask her to be careful in the future, and in the final analysis, she was worried about her, she suddenly softened.

"Okay, I promise you, I will think twice about what I do in the future, and I won't put myself in a dangerous situation again, is that okay?"

He Junlin reached out to hold her little hand with great strength, as if she would disappear if he let go.

"Don't worry me and my baby anymore. You have something to do. I don't know what I will do."

Yang Zhuoying pressed her face against his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, the empty place in her heart seemed to be filled up at once.

"He Junlin." She raised her small face, her eyes fell on his resolute chin, her heart was at peace.

"En." He Junlin responded softly, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"That day, when I was chased and killed by those people and dogs, I fell to the ground and couldn't get up, I was thinking, what if I was killed like this, it would be worthless, I haven't held a wedding with you yet. "

Before, Father He had mentioned that he would hold a make-up wedding for them, but she refused.

At that time, she hadn't really fallen in love with He Junlin, and because of her previous experience, she lost confidence in love, and felt that the wedding was just a show for other people to see, and it had no meaning other than paying for money.

Lying on the ground that night, she suddenly thought that although she and He Junlin had obtained a certificate, no one except those close to her knew that they were husband and wife.

Suddenly, she understood one thing, the wedding is not just a show, but also has special meaning, for example, telling the world that she and He Junlin are husband and wife, and that man belongs to her.

Fortunately, it's still too late, she didn't die that night, and there is still a chance to fulfill this wish, right?

"After you go back, I will give you a century wedding." He Junlin's lips curved slightly, and he gave her a promised kiss.

After dinner, the two embraced each other and fell asleep.

This sleep, has been sleeping until evening.

Yang Zhuoying opened her eyes, she was alone on the bed, and the room around her was empty.

Could it be that He Junlin's coming to find her was just a dream?

She reached out and rubbed her eyes, sat up, her eyes fell on the suitcase on the ground.

It was He Junlin's suitcase. He rushed to the hospital to look for her as soon as he got off the plane, and he didn't even look for the hotel.

Suddenly, there was a sound of water coming from the bathroom, Yang Zhuoying listened quietly for a while, it was He Junlin taking a bath in it.

It turned out that it was not a dream, he really came.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Yang Zhuoying's lips, she got out of bed, walked to the side of the suitcase, and was about to unpack the suitcase for him, when the phone rang.

It was Yang Xiaoyi who called, asking if she wanted to come pick them up and go to settle down with them.

"Of course, we don't have a car, so you don't come to pick me up, do you want us to walk there?" Yang Zhuoying asked with a smile.

"Got it, wait at the gate of the hospital in half an hour."

As soon as Yang Zhuoying hung up the phone, He Junlin came out of the shower.

I saw that he was only surrounded by a bath towel, and his muscular muscles highlighted the beauty of strength.

Depend on!This man came to tease her again.

Staring at the fit body that was getting closer and closer to her, Yang Zhuoying asked herself to look away immediately, not to look any further, otherwise something would happen.

He Junlin approached, put one hand on Yang Zhuoying's shoulder, moved it down slowly, and landed on her chest with ease.

"He Junlin!" Yang Zhuoying felt as if she had been electrocuted, a sense of trembling spread all over her body, and she reflexively grabbed his restless hand.

"You don't want it?" He Junlin's seductive voice whispered in her ear.

With the handsome guy in front of her eyes, she could only look but not eat, it was a kind of torture, Yang Zhuoying gritted her teeth, and stretched out her hand to push away someone who wanted to lure her into doing bad things.

Cleared his throat, "Hurry up and get dressed, Yang Xiaoyi will be there in 10 minutes."

"Tell her not to come."

"No, I promised to accompany her to see Mrs. An." In the struggle between obeying one's heart and keeping one's word, in the end, reason prevailed over instinct.

Well, she is powerless now, her body injury has not fully healed, how can she obey her heart?

Yang Xiaoyi came with Qin Mo, and they were not too surprised to see He Junlin who appeared with Yang Zhuoying. It should be Qin Lang who mentioned He Junlin's arrival when he went back.

It was the first time He Junlin and Qin Mo met, and they both had a good impression of each other. Along the way, it was Yang Xiaoyi who chatted with Yang Zhuoying, the two men.

The Anjia Banquet is more luxurious than imagined.

Stepping into the banquet hall, Yang Zhuoying was almost dazzled by the richness in front of her eyes. The servants passing by were dressed in uniform suits, handsome men and women, and she had the feeling that she had entered a European court banquet in the last century.

"It's so lively tonight, it's almost comparable to the grand occasion when the Qin family chose a concubine last time."

After entering, Qin Mo was dragged away, and Yang Xiaoyi felt relieved, so she pushed He Junlin away and occupied the position next to Yang Zhuoying.

"You should tell Qin Mo this sentence." Yang Zhuoying joked.

"What do you mean?" Yang Xiaoyi raised her eyebrows, as if she was jealous of Qin Mo.

"It means whatever you think it means." Yang Zhuoying shrugged, seeing that He Junlin looked a little bored following them, she winked at him, telling him not to follow them, and go have fun by himself.

He Junlin didn't want to follow them either, so he walked away.

Although, he didn't know anyone in country L, but his appearance was too dazzling, he didn't need to speak, he stood there quietly, and became the focus of everyone, coupled with the aura of someone who had been in power for a long time, After a while, someone approached him and chatted with him.

"Aren't you worried, so many women are throwing themselves at him, be careful that he is abducted." Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyi said teasingly.