Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

For the first time, Xie Yan'er saw her brother Hao become like this, a little weak, and it made her uncomfortable to see it.

Xie Yan'er couldn't help but wanted to cry, her eyes were blurred, and some couldn't see Xia Junzihao's way.

Xia Junzihao is fine now, and his face is slightly pale.

He knows his own physical condition.

He did not expect this to happen.

Seeing Xie Yan'er cry like this, Xia Junzihao sighed: "Why did you cry!"

The tone was involuntarily soft.

It was as if she had coaxed her tone as a child.

The more this was, the more crying Xie Yaner cried. She walked to Xia Junzihao's bed and touched a tear: "Brother Hao, are you really okay? Blame me."

Xia Junzi Hao smiled slightly, "I'm fine, don't cry, it's not your business."

At this time, Xia Junzihao was mentally exhausted. Looking at Xie Yan'er crying like this, he didn't have the energy to hide himself deliberately, so his tone would always change softly.

Like a whisper between lovers.

Xie Yan'er shook his head, "I know, I shouldn't clip that piece of chicken for you. It's the way you eat chicken, it's me bad."

After a pause, Xie Yaner carefully looked at Xia Junzihao's expression, "Brother Hao, what's wrong with your body?"

Xia Junzihao got up and leaned on the head of the bed. He pulled out a tissue from the bedside table and handed it to Xie Yan'er. "Wipe my tears. I'm fine, but my stomach is not very comfortable. I can't eat meat recently."

Xie Yan'er took the tissue handed over by Xia Junzihao and wiped her tears.

She looked at him with her red eyes wide open: "Is it true? Didn't you lie to me?"

"No, if it really matters, the doctors will not leave, will they?"

Xie Yan'er doubted the letter, but after thinking about it, perhaps Xia Junzihao was right.

She sniffed her nose uncomfortably. "Are you really just upset?"

Xia Junzihao glanced at a dark light, and calmed Xie Yan'er's emotions, "Yes, you call me Brother Hao, how can I deceive you."

Xie Yan'er sat down beside Xia Junzihao's bed, "Brother Hao, I was really scared just now."

Xia Junzihao listened to this sentence, his heart shivered, and said warmly: "I'm fine, don't be afraid, isn't it good to talk to you now? Not everyone has a cold and stomachache, this is normal."

Xie Yan'er grabbed Xia Junzihao's hand outside and held it tightly, as if afraid of letting go, he would be gone.

When Xie Yan'er grabbed his hand, Xia Junzihao was shocked.

The touch of her palm can also be transmitted to the heart through his hand, which makes his look complicated.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but after all, he didn't move, let Xie Yan'er hold it like this.

As everyone knows, his calm heart is a surging wave.

Xie Yan'er didn't even know that Xia Junzihao was so calm in her heart. She just blinked her big eyes and said, "Brother Hao, don't be too tired and busy. You have to eat well and take care of yourself. If you like this, I... Everyone is worried about distress."

Xia Junzihao's mouth evoked a bitter arc, would everyone be distressed and worried?

no, I can not.

Maybe only the silly girl in front of you would cry for him and worry about him like this.

But the more she was like this, the more reluctant he was to see her and watch her cry.

It was also the first time he watched her cry so sad, one by one, his shoulders were still shaking.

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