Here comes the elevator.

Li Lingye goes in.

White slender looked at the person who came in, suddenly two hands grabbed his neck, "let me down, OK?"

The supplication of soft voice drizzle is in the ear. What flashed through Li Lingye's mind is the supplication of her soft body every time he used to make her white and delicate.

Every time he heard her voice like this, he would like to rub her into his body and never separate.

"Good." And every time I hear such a voice, Li Lingye is absolutely obedient.

The woman in his arms landed gently, but in a flash, he pulled her into his arms again.

Regardless of other people's sight in the elevator, just hold her in my arms.

Eating marrow and knowing taste.

However, at this moment, Bai Xianxian is very good. It is in such a public place that she is so good.

She didn't struggle or push him away.

Let him cling to her body and lean on her like that.

Until the elevator stopped on all the floors of his ward, she got up slowly, then let him take her hand and walk out with her head down and tail down.

"Li SHAOHAO, Mrs. Li Hao." The nurse and the doctor in the nurse station found that they had come back together. They were all well prepared one by one. They looked at them enviously. Those eyes satisfied Li Lingye a little and also benefited him a little.

However, this is definitely not enough, far from enough.

When Bai Xianxian hears the voices of the nurses, he suddenly remembers his excuse to escape, and then pulls Lin's hand, "wait a minute."

"Good." She asked him to wait for a moment. Li Lingye would never take the next step. He just stopped there.

And then I stare at the little wife whose face is red.

Her reaction is very good-looking.

Li Lingye thinks that no woman in the world is better than his little wife.

No one can compare.

However, no matter how beautiful his little wife is, it only belongs to him.

In the future, like Kane, he will resolutely put an end to it. As long as there are signs, they must be nipped in the bud.

In this way, it will never happen again.

What's more, he has to make a serious review. At that time, if he didn't send her to the detention house, there would be nothing wrong with Kane.

So, he'd better be magnanimous and stop worrying about the past between her and Kane.

He who is also responsible must reflect on himself.

Most of the time, Bai Xianxian figured it out, so he looked at the nurse with a smile and said, "did the other list come out?"

"It's two, or I'll call Mrs. Li to let you know." The little nurse who reported to Bai Xianxian before said with a pile of lists.

Bai Xianxian nodded, "can you show me?"

"Yes, but we have checked these lists first. There should be nothing wrong. When the results come out, we will take them to the doctor for examination."

Bai Xianxian takes it and looks at it carefully one by one. She finds that the little nurse is not comforting her because the list shows that Li Lingye's condition is within the normal range.

This means that Li Lingye's illness is really good.

Ji Yifeng and Li lingxuan's efforts are not wasted.

After scanning one by one, she was pleased, "thank you. After the other two copies come out, you still have to call me."

"Yes, Mrs. Li really cares about Mr. Li." The nurse couldn't help saying.

Then, Bai Xianxian found that the man's lips on his side were slightly crooked, all smiling.

Er, why do you feel that Li Lingye is like a child more and more? He likes to listen to nice words.

Then, she thought so and listened to the man's haughty way: "Mrs. Li must care about Mr. Li."

White thin white one eye Li Ling ye, he is not arrogant Jiao, he can die.

He took his hand and ran to the ward. When he rushed in, he gasped, "Li Lingye, you are too narcissistic."

"Don't you care about me?"

Bai Xianxian has nothing to say.

She just showed that she really cared about him.

Yes, he opened up everything and decided everything. At this moment, he put everything down and thought that she would have a good relationship with him after going to Antarctica and before coming back from Antarctica.

Live a good life.

The most beautiful time of life is freehand brushwork in this period of time.

She put her hand around his neck and wanted to open it. She immediately hung on him, then raised her head and printed it on his lips.

Li Lingye, she still loves him?

Even if she knew that his mother's death had something to do with him, she loved him.

There is no loss of love.

She really loves him.

I love him crazy.

Feeling the little woman's enthusiasm, he finally catches such an opportunity. Li Lingye doesn't allow Bai Xianxian to run away.

Seeing her lips withdraw from him, he reaches out his hand and gently clasps the back of her head, then her lips are tightly clasped on his lips.

Four together, light a spark.

This time, it's not Bai Xianxian, it's Li Lingye.

Bai Xianxian closed his eyes and let the man take whatever he wanted.

She thought that she owed Li Lingye in her last life, so she gave them such a marriage in this life and asked her to pay back what she owed him in her last life.

Then, she's not her anymore.

Respond gently.

It is the fierce echo of Li Lingye.

Let's make her crazy.

But Li Lingye, who used to be the most familiar to her, is not bad at all.

Yes, this is her most familiar Li Lingye.

He is well, his illness seems to be really good, so, it's so fierce.

Ferocious let her also put down all, brave response to him.

Until his body is put on the bed, Bai Xianxian suddenly wakes up. He looks at Li Lingye who is bullying him, a little confused.

"Ling ye..."

"Husband." Li Lingye's low voice urges him. There is a flame flashing in his eyes. For a long time, he has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Bai Xianxian looks into Li Lingye's eyes and finds that every time she looks into his eyes like this, her soul seems to be sucked away by him. She is no longer herself, "husband..."

Then, all my clothes fell

In broad daylight, Bai Xianxian fell asleep again.

Tired of sleeping, the body side of the man sat up straight body, big palm holding the woman's small hand, smaller than his several laps.

It's not like a hand at all. It's like a work of art.

One hand holding the hand of white fiber, one hand sent a message: "stand by special plane, ready to start at any time."