The humble bodyguard's way of chasing his wife

After that, the two of them didn't stay here either, and returned to Yuncheng the next day.

Luo Xiaoyu didn't know what happened to Xinglan, since she confessed to her that day, she just ignored her. She reflected back and forth, and felt that she hadn't done anything wrong, why did she make people angry? Woolen cloth.She ran to ask Xinglan, but naturally she couldn't find anything.After working on it for a long time, I actually made myself depressed.

Over the past few days, Luo Xiaoyu has been pestering Xinglan all the time, but facing an ice cube, she can always chill herself.

But people are provoked by themselves. Although they don't know why, they have to be coaxed. But she said all the good things she could think of, and exhausted all the means available, but Xinglan was still indifferent. She felt that she This time I made a big mistake, otherwise how could I be so angry.

Xinglan was already used to Luo Xiaoyu's harassment.

She didn't mean to get angry with Luo Xiaoyu on purpose. Xinglan didn't care about that "little gangster" back then who became the big boss of M City in front of her. She suffers by herself, although she doesn't want to worry herself, but since she chooses to be with herself, she is also obliged to help her share some.

She was in a coma for three years before. If it wasn't for the He family incident, she might have kept it from herself for a longer time, and the poison on her body must have made her physically uncomfortable... She is not unreasonable, she forged her own medical records before Didn't I argue with her about the matter?Tell her about these things, wouldn't it be better for two people to solve them?

Now there is another tricky matter. The death of her parents seems to have entered a maze again, and new people have been involved in it. The He family, Luo Xiaoyu's master, and even people from M City are also involved. For Mr. He, she obviously didn't want to name those people, and only advised her not to pursue it anymore, otherwise she would ruin herself.

At Yuncheng University, Luo Xiaoyu was waiting for Xingxuan at the school gate, but didn't drive the car in.

Luo Xiaoyu sat in the driver's seat, chatting with Bai Yun.Could her master be the murderer who killed Xinglan's parents?Or an accomplice?As soon as this idea came out, Luo Xiaoyu denied it. Her master would never do such a thing. She has to figure it out by herself.

Just as he was thinking, the co-pilot's door was opened, Xing Xuan threw his bag back and put on his seat belt.

"Let's go."

Luo Xiaoyu glanced at her. It's only been a few days since she saw her. This little girl seems to be a little different.

Luo Xiaoyu was driving the car, chatting with Xingxuan, and after chatting, they talked about family.

"How old were you when your parents passed away?" Luo Xiaoyu felt that there was nothing wrong with mentioning these things now, as the children were already grown up and could face them.

"Seven or eight years old."

Xingxuan didn't know what he thought of, and said something extra to Luo Xiaoyu.

She is different from Xinglan. Before their parents died, both of them lived with their parents in country M. After their parents passed away, they separated. Xingxuan was fostered by her father's former friend, who was also her An uncle's house, Xinglan was also sent to another place. One of them was in China and the other was abroad. She was still young at that time. When the two separated, she only felt very sad. a week.Later she also accepted this fact.

My sister flew over from abroad to see her whenever she was free. Three years ago, my sister came to work in China, and the two lived together.

While listening, Luo Xiaoyu clenched the steering wheel tightly, her brows frowning into a hill.

"Why did you separate you, didn't you ask them?"

"I asked. They said it was arranged by my father. Maybe they didn't want to trouble others too much."

These memories are undoubtedly painful for Xingxuan. At the age of seven or eight, she has already begun to remember things. She has experienced the death of her parents, the separation of sisters, and strange families. She still remembers a group of people in black clothes. At the funeral of my parents, I still remember that a gentle person took me away from the scene and came to a strange home.

"Where are your adoptive parents?" Luo Xiaoyu asked again.

"After my sister came to China, they saw that my sister was with me, so they went to live abroad." Afraid of Luo Xiaoyu's misunderstanding, she explained, "They only promised my parents to raise me until I was an adult."

There was another moment of silence in the car, Xingxuan didn't know what Luo Xiaoyu was thinking.

"Didn't my sister tell you about this?"

Of course not. When she met Xinglan, Xinglan was already the president of a foreign company. She had never heard her mention anything about her parents, whether it was the parents who gave birth to her or the parents who raised her. She is just an orphan, she has never experienced the love of her parents, and she has never asked much about her parents. At that time, the only thing she knew was that Xinglan's parents had passed away, and she felt that they felt a little sympathetic to each other.

Luo Xiaoyu didn't go to Xinglan Company, she drove the car to a coffee shop near the company.

Xing Xuan got out of the car, his mind was still a little confused, "What are you doing here?"

Luo Xiaoyu didn't speak, and walked in on his own. Xingxuan was a little surprised that Luo Xiaoyu would lead him to such a place, and followed him in.

The two found a place by the window, sat down, and each ordered a drink.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Luo Xiaoyu is not used to drinking coffee, so she just asked for a glass of milk, and when she heard Xingxuan's words, she coughed, "Your sister is angry with me." She didn't want to go round and round, so she chose to get straight to the point.

Seeing Luo Xiaoyu like this, Xingxuan thought it was funny, she couldn't imagine what Luo Xiaoyu would look like when he apologized, but it must be fun.

"My sister is angry with you, it's none of my business."

Luo Xiaoyu grimaced, "I...I can't help it, I can't coax you well."

Looking at Luo Xiaoyu like this, she should really have used everything she could think of, but her sister didn't appreciate it. Now she wants to know what Luo Xiaoyu did to make her sister angry.

"What did you do, I can barely analyze it for you."

"If I knew what I did to make her angry, would I still be here?"

Also, there are some things that this elm head is destined to be unexpected.

"Have you ever had a fight?"

Luo Xiaoyu raised her head abruptly, and raised her voice a little bit, "What do you mean we have quarreled? It's too late for me to pamper her, how can I be willing to quarrel with her, besides, I don't dare." Xing Lan said The look can scare her to death.

Xingxuan couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect Luo Xiaoyu's status to be so low, she wanted to redefine Luo Xiaoyu's image in her heart.

Luo Xiaoyu glanced at her resentfully, and asked again what to do with her eyes.

Xing Xuan took a sip of coffee, she suddenly felt that Luo Xiaoyu was a bit pitiful, but a poor person must have something to hate.

"Then when my sister was angry, what did you do?"

Luo Xiaoyu rested his hand on his chin, and thought about it seriously, "Well... admit your mistake, and then admit it more."

Xing Xuan almost choked on a sip of coffee, Luo Xiaoyu's method is really simple...easy to understand.

The two chatted for a while, Xingxuan suddenly asked: "Why do you like my sister?"

Luo Xiaoyu became serious rarely, she stared out of the window, and once again remembered the whiteness when she first met.

"Sometimes loving someone may not require any reason, or the reason cannot be expressed in words."

Luo Xiaoyu's deep voice was full of happiness, and Xingxuan felt that the two were compatible again. Before, she felt that Luo Xiaoyu and her sister were not suitable. The two worlds they lived in were different, but she could Feel Luo Xiaoyu's tolerance and love for her sister.

Luo Xiaoyu is such a simple person, she will tolerate everything when she loves someone, and from then on, there will be only the person she loves in her world.

Looking at the person in front of him, Xingxuan felt that she was qualified as a lover, and also suitable as the person her sister liked.

"What's going on between the two of you can't be explained clearly. If you admit your mistake to my sister, she will forgive you."

"My sister is such a mature person, it's impossible to play petty temper casually, think about it for yourself, what is wrong with you." Luo Xiaoyu didn't tell her what happened, so she could only persuade her in this way.

Luo Xiaoyu paid the money and drove to Xinglan Company.

"Go back to school, I'll go find your sister."

Xingxuan didn't care that Luo Xiaoyu was still driving, so he pinched her arm directly, "Why, now you have nothing to ask me, so you're going to throw me aside?" Is Luo Xiaoyu so realistic?

"That was not what I meant."

When he arrived at the company, Luo Xiaoyu saw that Xinglan was indeed in the office, so he went in without knocking on the door.

Xinglan knew that Luo Xiaoyu was back, and ignored her.

In the past few days, Luo Xiaoyu has long been used to this kind of neglect, but she really can't bear it anymore. Not only does her own wife not let her touch her, but she also ignores her. This feeling is really not good.

Luo Xiaoyu boldly walked towards Xing Lan who was staring at the notebook, straddled the person's lap, and forcibly shifted the person's gaze to herself.

The red lips parted slightly, "Go down."

Listening to Xinglan's voice, Luo Xiaoyu felt a little cold, but she wasn't angry yet, she curled her lips, "I don't."

"I've been drying for so many days, is it enough?"

Hearing this aggrieved voice, Xinglan's heart almost melted. In order to let Luo Xiaoyu realize her mistake, she did deliberately let others go, but she really overestimated Luo Xiaoyu.

Luo Xiaoyu put her arms around the man's neck, and kissed lightly on the forehead of the man in front of her. In the past few days, Xing Lan's complexion has slowly returned to ruddy, and her complexion has improved a lot.

"Lanbao, it's up to you to beat or scold me, can you just ignore me, I'm stupid, I can't figure out what I did wrong."

Xing Lan smiled, raised her hand to stroke her head, and then told her what she thought.

Luo Xiaoyu's throat moved. She didn't expect Xinglan to be angry because of her own body. She thought that there was no need to tell her about these things, because she was very busy after all.

"I see. I was wrong to hide it from you. I will report everything to you in the future."

"Ah."

Looking at the full red lips in front of her, Luo Xiaoyu felt itchy in her heart. She was no longer satisfied with kissing and hugging every day.

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