After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

The ancient calm of the night was quiet, except for the clear moon hanging high above the head, casting a bright silver glow, which shimmered on the river surface.

As the ship was moored at the river bank, a cool breeze blew by, rustling the leaves of the green plants on both sides of the ship.

The taxi stopped safely at the downstairs of the ancient town B&B. Xiangchuan turned his head and glanced at the girl who was sleeping peacefully against him, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

He put his arms around her slender waist and slowly picked her up, fearing to wake her up. He carefully adjusted his posture to a comfortable position and walked in with steady steps.

The person in his arms is very light, but it makes people inexplicably reluctant to let go.

There is a plaque hanging outside the door of the B&B, which reads "Chen Wai" with two flying phoenixes. The interior decoration is in the style of a retro pastoral.

"Why are you here?"

When he saw an uninvited guest sitting in the lobby of the B&B, Xiang Chuan looked at him distantly.

When booking a B&B, he also had selfish motives.

She and Fu Shuruan booked their rooms in the same B&B, while her classmates booked their rooms in another River View B&B far away from them.

The purpose is to prevent some ignorant people from disturbing him and coaxing others.

At this time, I saw a young man wearing a white sweatshirt and jeans, sitting on a futon cushion, holding a book in his hand, his eyebrows soft and gentle.

"I heard from the squad leader that Mr. Xiang had a gastrointestinal emergency and went to the town hospital for intravenous drip. It was so late and the students were worried, so they sent me over to check on the situation."

The young man has a touch of youthfulness and gentle temperament, and his every move reveals good education and courtesy. His speech is slow and slow, as sweet and sweet as a trickle of water.

"You see, I'm fine. Classmate Lin can go back."

Xiangchuan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Lin Yixuan to be so kind.

Lin Yixuan put down the book, picked up the tea cup, spoke calmly, glanced at Fu Shuruan in Xiangchuan's arms, and hesitated: "Ruan Ruan..."

"My girlfriend has been with me in the hospital all night. She is a little tired. I want to send her upstairs to rest. Excuse me."

Xiangchuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the other person lightly. The arms of the girl holding him tightened, focusing on the clarity of the word 'girlfriend', declaring sovereignty without hesitation.

Lin Yixuan's eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyelids to block the fleeting dull luster. Then he raised his head and smiled politely: "Mr. Xiang seems to be hostile to me. Ruan Ruan and I are classmates who have a close relationship. If you really She is of the same mind, and my chances are no less than yours."

Somehow, when he saw Xiang Chuan holding Fu Shuruan in his arms, he felt a sour feeling in his heart. He knew he shouldn't say such rude words, but he still couldn't help but blurt it out.

"Ah......"

Xiangchuan sneered, the corners of his mouth curved into a mocking arc, and he stared at him sharply, his thin lips pursed into a sharp line, and his voice was cold: "I advise you to stop this thought as soon as possible. From her childhood to now, I have been by my side at every stage of her growth. She is the little princess that I have grown up with, and she can only connect with me."

The last four words speak volumes.

He held Fu Shuruan in his arms and prepared to step up the steps. He passed by him, paused slightly, looked at him condescendingly, and continued to add: "Besides, if you want to make a living in the entertainment industry in the future, you have no right to do so. The thoughts you should have!”

The voice was louder, and the person in his arms had been awakened. He opened his bright eyes in a haze, looked up at the cold face close at hand, and asked softly: "Who are you talking to, with such a stinky face?"

Hearing the soft voice, the man's eyebrows stretched, and the thin layer of frost covering his face seemed to be swept away. He continued to step up the steps without stopping, and responded as if nothing had happened: "No one."

"It's obviously there. I heard you talking about the entertainment industry and the like. There won't be any celebrities coming to film here in the ancient town, right? I haven't seen the filming site yet. I want to see it."

As she said this, Minato jumped out of his arms excitedly, as if she was really going to see her favorite idol in the next second.

Xiangchuan rubbed the top of her fluffy hair, pointed at the time on his watch and said to her: "Where are the celebrities filming? It's past eleven o'clock. I'm not so sleepy in the hospital that I'm so sleepy that I'm going to go back to sleep."

"Oh."

She nodded obediently, her excitement dissipated, and she took small steps towards the right side of the corridor. Suddenly she stopped again, turned to look at him, blinking her crystal clear eyes: "Are you hungry? Do you want some midnight snack? "

He didn't eat much for dinner, and he suffered from vomiting and diarrhea from her unroasted beans. Now that he's finished the intravenous drip, there's probably nothing left in his stomach, right?

"Okay, are you hungry?"

His mouth was bland and he had no appetite.

But he thought about how she was running up and down the hospital to pay for him and take care of him, so he changed his mind. He took her hand and walked into his room. He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. He took out his mobile phone and opened the takeaway. Platform: "What do you want to eat? Can I order it for you?"

The takeaways at this order are basically spicy hotpot, crayfish or skewers.

The little girl frowned. She obviously didn't like these foods. She was mainly worried that Xiangchuan's stomach would be empty. If she felt hungry again after a long night, she would be in trouble.

She took the phone, swiped the screen with her fingertips, and sat next to him: "I'm not very hungry, I just want to eat strawberries. There is no fruit shop open at this late hour. Which one do you want, millet porridge or fresh meat wontons?" ?”

Xiangchuan tilted his head to see her carefully operating the phone, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up. The little girl was beginning to care about him.

"Let's have wontons. Let's see if there's anything else you want to eat besides strawberries. I'll order some."

"Then two wontons. I'm afraid you'll be too lonely eating them alone, so I'll eat them with you."

Xiangchuan chuckled and said nothing, leaning lazily on the sofa and looking at the notes in the takeout order she took seriously, not to add chopped green onion in one portion, and more coriander in the other portion.

Xiangchuan's mouth is picky, and the portion that clearly doesn't include chopped green onion belongs to him.

"Okay, I'll go back to the room and take a shower. Call me when the takeaway arrives."

Just like in the resort, her room was arranged opposite his room. She threw her phone to him, and when she stood up to leave, he suddenly took her arm: "Wait a minute."

Fu Shuruan retracted his stepped foot and turned to look at him in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"The doctor said I couldn't take a shower at night because of the intravenous drip."

"and then?"

"It's already hard to go a day without showering. If I don't wash my hair again, I won't be able to sleep at all."

Xiangchuan was serious, and his handsome face was full of grievances, as if he could turn into a tearful puppy on the roadside in the next moment.

"..."

Fu Shuruan was a little speechless. Everyone said that people in love are pretentious, but she still didn't understand. Today, she was lucky enough to see someone pretending to be weak online, and she immediately understood.

Seeing that she didn't speak, he continued: "It would be better if I didn't eat those two string beans of yours. Alas, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable again..."

"You scheming boy, I didn't mean to murder you."

Hearing this, Fu Shuruan frowned, and when he heard him grunting, he began to behave like a ghost when he was seeing a doctor in the hospital. He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth: "Okay, isn't it just to wash your hair? Wash it!"

The trouble was caused by her, she just washed his hair, not helping him bathe, nor would he lose a piece of meat.

The man raised his hand to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corner of his eyes, sat up straight, and pretended to thank you: "I'm sorry to trouble you, my baby Ruan Ruan."