A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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An Guo pursed her lips, thinking that you just noticed it?

I had a cold at first, and I was anxious to get angry when I received a call from my mother.

When I got home, I saw him again, and she was so frightened. Later, when he said those words, her emotions were suspended in the air and fluctuated.

At this moment, he was forced to stand for at least half an hour in this cold night. He didn't think it was raining in the sky.

Anguo will freeze to death.

Wen Jin retracted his hand with a deep eyebrow, and said: "Look at this, it's burning to more than 38 degrees."

Anguo stretched out her hand and didn't know how much, but she was shocked when she was hot.

The shoulder sank.

He put his coat on her, his arm did not leave her shoulder, and he tucked it with his hand.

The man grabbed her wrist and said, "Go back first."

One after another, Anguo lifted his frozen leg, it was very difficult, and he walked slowly.

This person has long legs and is waiting for her.

Bentley stopped on the side of the road opposite the gate of the community and had to walk over.

The two walked tens of meters without speaking.

When crossing the road, there was no car coming for a long time. The man suddenly said, "You like me, don't you."

Anguo made a bang in his heart, and suddenly raised his head to look at him.

As he turned around, the back of the man's head turned into a clear and white side face, and his jaw line was very beautiful.

She was stunned, her face flushed, and she gasped: "Wen Jin is pregnant with you, you... You are laughing to death, I like you? I like you a lot? Thick, so narcissistic that I give up treatment..."

"You don't like me, what are you doing with your heart beating so fast?" He asked calmly, his eyes dark as the night sky, mottled stars falling, shattering and flowing.

The man's two slender fingers used a little force.

Anguo's wrist hurt, and she moved her gaze down and saw his index finger and middle finger pressed against her vein. This person looked at her, her black eyes calmly and calmly: "I jumped 128 times a minute, the normal range is 60-100."

"..."

Anguo's face burst into red.

I want this person to know enough.

Hold a hand to cross the road, and you need to see the car or the people, so he can make time to get your pulse.

Who said he doesn't know how to flirt/love?

But it will be!

This is to run into her, if it were other little girls, he would have been stunned by him.

She wanted to withdraw her hand.

This person clenched his big hand tighter, moved his fingers forward, and simply crossed her ten fingers and held it deeply.

Anguo's heart beat faster.

The breath couldn't be calmed down, she bit her lip and raised her head, the air was drizzling, falling from his clear and thick back.

She lowered her eyebrows, struggling to stay still.

He held it harder, the gentle man, now overbearing, put their hands in his jacket pockets.

He does not speak.

Ambiguous, flowing between the two.

Anguo bit her lip, not aware of how hard she was, and for a while, she lowered her eyes in silence, breathing trembling, how can she calm the chaotic heartbeat?

Like Gu Ting.

So I know that this kind of heart is beating, beating all the time, beating so that I can no longer stand the feeling of powerlessness.

She stared at the two intertwined hands in his pockets in a daze.

Unconsciously ascending the steps, An Guo knocked and fell to the ground.

The man turned his head and hugged her immediately, and the two of them hugged each other for several steps, and his back reached the street lamp post before he stopped.

An Guo called out twice, panting in fright.

He bent his neck, frowned and asked in her ear, "Have you met where?"

An Guo shook his head, "No, where is your back?"

He also shook his head.

The two did not speak anymore, she was in his arms, unavoidably smelling his clothes and the breath sprayed from his breath, it was very gentle, clean and clear.118 novel www.xiaoshuo118xs.com

After a long time, An Guo moved hard, because his arms were too tight around her waist, and she never let go.

This person seemed to be aware of it, silently let go of his hand, helped her up, and took out the car key.

An Guo fell behind, looking at his tall back on the steps, it seemed that he had touched her sideburns with his lips just now in confusion...

Ah, what do you think!

An Guo was speechless, the strange thinking that emerged uncontrollably in his head.

Embarrassed myself, licked his dry lips, scratched with fingers, and realized that it was his coat that was scratched, and then loosened it with regret.

Keep your head down.

It took only an hour from getting out of the apartment to getting on the bus, but An Guo felt that the atmosphere between the two had changed too much.

The car is moving.

The carriage was strangely silent.

The airflow between mature men and women is flowing delicately.

She kept turning her head to look out the window.

The window glass reflected the man's arm on the steering wheel, wrapped in a white shirt, the cuffs were not rolled up, and the diamond studs were neatly buttoned.

It's just a detail, silhouette.

Anguo took the wrong medicine, and felt so charming.

He is indeed, a perfect man.

...

Wen Jinhuai slowed down in the second half of the car.

The woman next to her fell asleep, frowning her eyebrows uncomfortably, probably her mouth was burned dry by the temperature, and sometimes she coughed twice.

It seems that I have a real cold and fever.

When approaching the villa, he called sister Fang and asked the elderly to prepare hot water.

When the car stopped, An Guo moved by inertia and woke up. His head was heavy and his eyes were very hot, making him very uncomfortable.

The man glanced at her, did not speak, got out of the car and came over to open the door for her.

Anguo supported the cushion and got out of the car.

Seeing her moving slowly, Wen Jinhuai stretched out her hand.

An Guo didn't pretend, so he caught the man's palm and got out of the car.

Wen Jin cared about the car door, frowning and said: "The body temperature is very high, take a hot bath first."

Anguo's head seemed to be buzzing like the noise of construction site construction, and he reacted slowly to others.

Without nodding, he stepped over the white low fence of the villa danglingly as if stepping on cotton.

Reaching out the man's arm to hold her waist, gently, not rude.

Anguo walked the path in front of the court safely and up the steps.

Sister Fang had already opened the front door of the villa, stood under the door light, smiled amiably, and caringly pulled An Guo into the house: "How can it be burned like this?"

Look back and meet the young master.

Wen Jinhuai entered the door to put the car key, changed his shoes, and took off his coat from An Guo and gave it to Sister Fang.

He waved his hand and motioned to Sister Fang to greet the woman.

I missed my son very much after traveling for half a month.

The man went upstairs.

...

An Guo insisted on holding on, and took a hot bath.

But the situation has not eased much.

Her throat gradually started to ache from burning.

Sister Fang took the clothes into the bathroom, and asked her worriedly, "Miss, please take some medicine. The young master will stop breastfeeding for a few days. There is no way."

An Guo shook his head, "Sister Fang, please give me a thermometer."

Sister Fang put down her clothes, turned around, and went upstairs.

There are many medicines and simple medical equipment in the doctor's house, but the young master is on the second floor.

Going upstairs, I heard the cry of the young master.

Sister Fang pushed the door in, "Why are you crying?"

The little guy woke up in his father's arms. At the moment, he cried so much that he couldn't calm down. The little fleshy leg wanted to push his father's arm awkwardly, and he didn't know what was uncomfortable.