Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Well……"

She stared angrily at him, reaching out to push him.

But the hand just stretched out, and Yan Rusheng's lips had evacuated. He straightened his waist, looked down at her with a slumped head, and said leisurely: "Close your eyes to sleep, otherwise it would not be so easy to kiss."

After he said that, he gave her a warning look.

Xu Xu couldn't doubt his words, and quickly closed his eyes. She didn't want him to do something unsuitable for children in front of her.

Yan Rusheng tickled his lips with satisfaction, turned back to the bed, and sat down in his original position.

"You can feel Huanhuan have a fever for a while."

Xuxu was not assured, raised his head and explained to Yan Rusheng.

"Yes." Yan Rusheng nodded his head, reached out and touched Xiao Huanhuan's forehead, and it was not burned.

His warm big hands made him slowly feel warm, and the little girl put down his alert to him.

She blinked and looked at him innocently and asked, "Brother-in-law, where has Brother Heng gone? Is he gone?"

Hum, he just wanted to investigate this matter and have nowhere to start. This little thing asked too much time and was too powerful.

Yan Rusheng thought, turned to look at Wen Xuxu with a cold face, and asked knowingly, "Wen Xuxu, when did Jiang Zhuoheng come?"

"..."

This little Huanhuan, which pot does not mention which pot, mentions well what Jiang Zhuoheng does.

Xu Xu pursed her lips and closed her eyes, not answering.

Seeing that she was silent, she was humming in her heart, and she was guilty.

He got up and walked over and asked, "Would you not go to Grandpa's house at night, but to meet with Jiang Zhuoheng?"

Lifelike: "..."

Master, your brain is so big, you really think about it.

"I guessed it?" Yan Rusheng had already come to lifelike side.

Xu Xu obviously felt that the temperature had dropped and she could not pretend to sleep. She opened her eyes and looked at the man next to her, frowning and complaining, "Don't you let me sleep without talking?"

Yan Rusheng looked down and looked at her with questioning eyes, "Why did Jiang Zhuoheng come to the hospital? How did you meet?"

Xuxiu answered truthfully, "I went to eat at Grandpa's, and he happened to be there, just when Dean Huang called, and he came with me, that's all."

Yan Ruheng hummed, "Huh, just right, just right, you and him just so much."

Xu Xu gave him a glance, "You love it or not."

Then he turned over, turned his back to him, closed his eyes and didn't plan to speak again.

She and Jiang Zhuoheng just happened to meet each other. She had a clear conscience and was not guilty at all.

Besides, why did he question her like this? Aren't she and Fang Jiayin just right? I ran into them at the bar door, and huddled tightly.

Yanru's cold voice sounded above her, "Yes, it doesn't matter anyway."

Anyway, I believe it, believe it or not, you don't care.

Listening to lifelike ears is another meaning, it doesn't matter if she can't explain him anyway.

Yan Rusheng returned to Huan Huan's bed and sat down. Huan Huan seemed to feel that the atmosphere was wrong, and closed his eyes obediently.

Suddenly the ward calmed down.

For a long time, Wen Xuxu turned his head to look at the bed.

The heart is softened!

Yan Rusheng fell asleep on the edge of Huanhuan's bed, her tall body and bow were there, she felt uncomfortable looking.

She got up, went lightly to the ground, took the suit he covered over her, and walked over to lay on him carefully.