I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

Xia Changyue was just about to open the computer to change the script, and suddenly received a call from the housekeeper of the villa. Without thinking about it, she hurried over with her bag.

As soon as he entered the villa, he ran into the living room anxiously.

"Where's Han Han? Why did he have a fever so good?" Xia Changyue saw the housekeeper and rushed up.

"Don't worry, Miss Xia, the doctor has already been here. The young master took the medicine and is resting upstairs. He just kept calling his mother, so I will call you."

The housekeeper's words fell, and Xia Changyue walked upstairs without saying a word.

When she reached the top of the stairs and saw the familiar door, she suddenly remembered.

This is Yan Chengchi's villa, will he be there?

No, it is working time now, he should be in the group, otherwise the butler will not call her.

Thinking about this, Xia Changyue breathed a sigh of relief, quickly walked to the front of the guest room, reached out and pushed open the door.

Just as he was about to walk in, his crystal-clear eyes caught a glimpse of the stalwart figure sitting by Han Han's bed, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

He... actually was in the villa.

Xia Changyue's palm was tight, and suddenly became tense.

I could see Han Han lying on the bed, covering the thick quilt, without time to think about anything, walked straight forward.

Perceiving the sound of footsteps behind him, Yan Chengchi turned around abruptly, and his deep gaze fell on Xia Changyue.

"I heard that Hanhan has a fever, let me see him." Xia Changyue explained anxiously, and walked to the bed with a stride, and reached out to touch Hanhan's forehead.

Yan Chengchi's eyes flashed, but instead of stopping her, he moved aside to make room for her.

"Fever gone?" Xia Changyue felt a little startled as he touched Han Han's normal body temperature.

In the next second, I saw the little guy's trembling eyelashes, and a white light flashed in his mind.

Xia Changyue suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted the quilt.

Sure enough, the little guy in the quilt, already covered with sweat, was anxiously trying to kick the quilt away, kicking his calves...

"Xia Shuhan, did you pretend to be sick?"

Han Han: "o(╯□╰)o……"

Was found!

Han Han opened his **** eyes, seeing Xia Changyue in front of him, and threw into her arms happily.

"Little Yueyue, King Hanhan misses you so much!"

"..." Xia Changyue was thrown full of arms, holding his soft and small body, also reluctant to let go.

But immediately, she remembered something, and pushed the little guy in her arms away again, staring at his big obsidian eyes seriously.

"Brother Han, why use sickness to deceive people? Do you know how worried I was when I came here just now?" Xia Changyue folded his hands on his shoulders, coldly staring at the little evildoer in front of him.

Don't expect to hug him if he doesn't explain clearly.

"It's not about King Han Han's business, it's my father who taught it!" Han Han was anxious, pointing his little finger towards Yan Chengchi who was sitting on the bed, and quickly got into Xia Changyue's arms.

A dead fellow is not dead.

He is so witty!

Yan Chengchi: "..."! !

Yan Chengchi, who was unprepared to be betrayed by his son, passed a trace of embarrassment on the enchanting face.

The body became stiff at once.

At Shang Xia Changyue's incredulous gaze, he coughed slightly, and squeezed out abruptly, "This is the first time I take care of my son. I have no experience and I made a mistake."

Without waiting for Xia Changyue to recover, he stood up and walked towards the door.

That figure, how do you look, how does it look like a guilty conscience...