CEO, Leave Me Alone

Leng Wanyan stopped in front of a porridge room near the hospital. She had an idea when she saw the waiter serving a bowl of hot porridge for the guests.

Buy him a bowl of porridge! As a small compensation for him, late at night, Leng Wanyan went back and forth, gently pushed open the door of VIP ward where shangguanzixuan lived.

She just had an extra take out.

Originally, he was worried that he would continue to vomit and diarrhea. Who knows, he is already asleep when he comes to the bedside. A nine meter old man was quietly lying on the big white bed, half of the quilt was on his body, and he was wearing a gray suit. The shoes on his feet were not taken off, so he fell asleep.

Leng Wanyan approached him and saw him close his eyes. His thick eyelashes were covered as long as false eyelashes. They were very beautiful and endurable. There was still a trace of pain between his handsome eyebrows. It seemed that his stomach was not very comfortable. Even in his dream, he could not sleep well.

She gently breathed a breath, looking at the pale face than usual, good-looking facial features are reflected by the beige light on the head more charming, now he is more than usual indifference carved thin tolerance to see.

Leng Wanyan unconsciously reaches out his hand and caresses his long and thin index finger gently on his face. Such a beautiful and sexy face, he has an impulse to kiss. Leng Wanyan is shocked by his idea.

Looking at his long eyelashes, fingertips touch his long soft eyelashes, and quickly let go. The fingertips are like electric shock, numb and crisp.

When Leng Wanyan regained consciousness and realized what she had done and thought, her face turned a little red and she quickly retracted her hand.

What's wrong with her? I was bewildered by the sleeping position of this cold man. It's almost crazy. It's amazing!

Oh! This charming man, if not so cold and heartless, and black by abnormal, in fact, is a pleasant man.

It's a pity All his behavior is really disgusting enough, really did not expect that his intestines and stomach could not withstand the stimulation, so he was admitted to the hospital.

There was a trace of apology in his good-looking brown eyes. His eyes moved to the man's body. The button of the suit was open, revealing the immaculate white shirt inside. Under the texture fabric, he had a strong and well-defined chest, which was rising and falling with the breath, which was extremely powerful.

Leng Wanyan has an impulse to fall in the arms of this man She bit her lips gently and blushed with shame at her dirty idea.

Leng Wanyan, you are really sick, and the disease is not light, this man is a God who can only look far away but not close. Otherwise, he would be abused to dregs by such a man, and in the end, he has no chance to regret.

She looked at the porridge in her hand and shrugged. Since he had finally fallen asleep, would she not disturb him?

He grabbed the quilt and tried to pull the whole quilt up a little and cover it for him.

When I really want to retract my hand, I feel my wrist is tight. It is the big hand that just came out of the quilt to hold on to his wrist.

Leng Wanyan's body was shocked and her heart beat faster. She widened her eyes and looked at the big hand holding her wrist.

The palm of a man's hand is always so warm. It may be uncomfortable tonight. There is a hot feeling in the palm of his hand. The heat in his palm penetrates through her pores and quickly invades every cell of her body. The domineering spread to every nerve of the body, making his whole body and mind feel his warm and powerful pulse beating 。

Leng Wanyan's heart is more flustered and wants to get rid of his hand, but his hand controls his wrist to death, so he can't get rid of it.

The man on the bed slowly opened his deep and deep eyes. He saw the face full of tide and red. He also pretended to be calm but could not hide his shy and charming face. Shangguanzixuan gave a slight smile.

"Why are you still there?" There was a strong sense of tiredness in his voice, and I could tell that he was really suffering from illness today. Leng Wanyan doesn't know, for this man, the torture of gastroenteritis is more terrible than seeing him.

He listens to the magnetic voice to say such words, which makes Leng Wanyan unable to respond. How should he be angry with this man.

She raised her right hand to pick up the bowl of porridge: "I just left, yes, but I'm back. If you think you are hungry, I will bring you a bowl of porridge

Leng Wanyan deliberately uses the tone of estrangement and indifference to explain her attitude. Although she bought porridge for him, it is not a matter of intimacy. She is only purely out of good intentions, and of course, there are some apologies to make up for herself.

Shangguanzixuan that elusive eyes tightly locked in her face, her every move, every word and action, were his wise eyes in the eye. He kept his eyes on Leng Wanyan's heart. When he reached out to touch his face, did he wake up? Or is he just pretending to sleep.

She felt that she had a handle on his hand, and her amber eyes drooped for a moment. In order to cover up her inner panic, she then returned to plain, raised her eyes and looked at him boldly.I don't know what he was thinking, but his hand was still holding his wrist, which was getting hotter and hotter, as if there was fire in the palm.

Cold Wanyan wants to break free again, but he releases his hand silently, feeling still angry. His face was icy, and he was angry: "thanks to you!" He looked away from her.

This disgusting iceberg man is still in this arrogant appearance.

After all, there were some mistakes and apologies. Leng Wanyan quickly squeezed out a smile: "didn't I admit my mistake and apologize? Why are you still so stubborn? Besides, you haven't told me that you can't eat too salty, so I can't blame all of this

Leng Wanyan witty rogue began to quibble, I really do not know if he knew that Wu Ma told her that he could not eat too salty acute gastroenteritis, how would he retaliate against her?

Shangguanzixuan's gloomy face still does not have the meaning of relaxation.

"Take your porridge, I don't need it!" After he finished, he closed his eyes, as if to think of a person quietly, the voice of indifference to resist people thousands of miles away.

Cold Wan Yan pursed her lips: "hum, don't eat if you don't eat!" I'm really mean. I have a hot face and a cold butt.

She no longer said a word, picked up the porridge and left. This evening it was her own meddling.

Just about to turn around, "gululu --" the magic sound in the stomach sounded out of time again.