Just at this time, the bedroom door opened, Xu Tianming came in with a medicine box. As soon as he saw emperor Xingchen standing up, he pointed at him and said sternly, "sit back, you sit back for me!"

"No, I'm going to find Ann. She needs me now!"

Emperor star said while lifting legs ready to come out of the bath bucket.

"You come out to have a try. Do you want to suppress the cold poison and accompany your little wife to participate in the laoshizi lovers game on the Lantern Festival?"

Xu Tianming tried to "threaten", but emperor Xingchen kept on acting. He didn't have time to take a bath, dried himself, put on his clothes and went out. Xu Tianming was left standing alone in the bedroom, blowing his beard and staring.

"This patient who doesn't worry!"

Emperor Xingchen drives back to the emperor's house. A drifter stops his car at the gate and rushes into the living room, which is dark.

He hurried up to the second floor, directly pushed open the bedroom door, see Xia Wei An that moment, hanging heart slowly fell back to the original place.

Xia Wei'an just came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a white bath towel, showing a large amount of spring, wet hair scattered behind him, cheeks slightly red.

Originally, she was a little sad to be eliminated, but on the way back, she wanted to be happy. She participated in this competition just because she was spontaneous, and she didn't want to win anything. Holding the psychology that the process is more important than the result, her unhappiness dissipated a lot. After she came back, she took a comfortable hot bath, and she completely forgot this unhappiness.

But unexpectedly, the door behind her was suddenly opened, and she turned back. She thought it was a brave thief. Just as she wanted to copy the ornament on the table and smash it on his head, she saw that the person coming was Emperor Xingchen, and the whole person immediately stood still as if she had been punctured.

His chest heaved and puffed, and his eyes were concerned.

As soon as Xia Wei'an's mouth shriveled, his grievances surged into his heart, and he turned away from him in anger.

"Ann."

Emperor Xingchen called her tentatively in a low voice, but she ignored it. She only felt more aggrieved, even her eyes were moist.

Emperor Xing Chen takes a deep breath, calms down the breath, closes the door, walks forward slowly, and goes around to her.

The girl in front of him lowered her head and didn't speak. He could feel a small, sad breath spread from her. He thought about it and held out his hands to hold her thin shoulder. The touch of her palm was slightly cool. Although the air conditioner was on in the bedroom, he was still afraid that she was cold. He took a small blanket and put it over her shoulder.

"An an..."

"What are you doing here?"

Emperor Xingchen is not very good at comforting people. He finally musters up the courage to speak, but he is interrupted by Xia Wei'an.

He had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know how to say them. In the end, he just said, "I think you should need me now."

As soon as Xia Wei'an heard this, her moist eyes couldn't help getting wetter. She looked up at the emperor's stars, and two lines of tears fell quietly.

The heart of emperor Xingchen is like a heavy hammer!

At this moment, he felt the panic he had never felt before. Looking at Xia Wei'an's tears, he was heartbroken, but at a loss.

After a long time, she reached out and gently wiped away her tears with the belly of her thumb. In the most gentle tone of her life, she said, "An'an, don't cry. It's just a singing competition. If you like it, I'll..."

Xia Wei'an heard him say this, angry mouth a Du, suddenly turned back to him!