Chapters 202 to 207 The courtyard is deeply entangled

At the beginning of the construction of the Xia house, the late Master Xia Lei's grandfather prepared a very large area. In terms of housing alone, it also included the southeast and northwest compartments. However, due to the concept of the old man at the beginning of the construction, Xia Zhai is not classical in tradition, let alone modern art. Mei, anyway, it's like a house of an explosive household, just a "big" word.

Later, Xia Yilong repaired it once. Over the years, Xia Lei has constantly changed its appearance. Today's Xia Zhai is directly at the forefront of the trend.

"Young master, I have let them clean the west box. Since you and Xiaoxiao are here, let you young people come. I'll see how the ingredients are prepared."

Liu's mother said and told others to pay attention to something. After looking at the two, she walked to the main house.

In their constant busyness, time passed very quickly. Fortunately, there was a time difference between the two places, and Xia Lei did not ask them to leave in the middle of the night.

So it was not until after Xia Zhai had dinner that he got the news that they were ready to leave. When they arrived at Xia Zhai, it was definitely the next day.

It was night, and the servants of Xia's house were carrying out their final work. Liu's mother had already ordered that the master moved back to Xia's house this time, so they had to clean up everything in Xia's house. Although they were usually doing these jobs, this time it was extraordinary.

It was late autumn. The leaves in the courtyard fell down with the autumn wind, and the leaves on the ground kept dancing with the autumn wind. They stood in the courtyard smilingly, stretching out their hands quietly waiting for leaves to fall in her palms.

It's just that the leaves are naughty and wait with a smile. They fall on her hair and hover on her jade shoulders, but they don't stay in her hands, even for a moment.

A gentle cloak fell on her shoulder. She did not turn around and knew who it was.

A pair of warm and powerful hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her into her arms.

"I won't add a dress when I come out. I'm going to feel sad if I catch a cold."

Her face turned slightly red. Although they were already extremely familiar with each other, she still blushed involuntarily every time, especially at this moment when he was so ambiguous and domineering.

"I just... just remembered some things in the past and wanted to see if I could catch the leaves, so I came."

Mother and Uncle Xia have set off, and now she just needs to wait.

When she spoke, Xia Lei did not let her go. He kept attached to her ear and played with her ears wantonly.

"Don't, don't do this, you will be seen by others." She is turbulent, but in this courtyard, someone will appear at any time, and there are cameras in this place.

"No one will see it. They are all busy, and I have covered the camera."

He hasn't touched her all day, which makes him extremely uncomfortable.

It is no wonder that some people say that love is like a poppy, which is addictive. For him, touching her, hugging her, and loving her is even more addictive.

When you can't see it, you can still miss it in your heart and endure it for a while, but when you can see it, he can't restrain himself anyway.

"You, where does President Xia look like?"

Smilingly, his body softened and leaned against him. Except that his hands were still outside with the leaves, he was free to ask for anything.

"I only do this for you." The breath of his words flowed down her ears and flowed all over her body, and bursts of numbness made her unable to wait for the falling leaves.

Her eyes were blurred, and she looked at the falling leaves in front of her, but there was nothing she could do.

"Baby, are you weak?"

The hands stroked her falling hands to continue to wait for the falling leaves.

With the advantage of height, she doesn't need any effort at all.

Finally, he let her go before he lost his mind.

She looked at his side face infatuation.

This man is so beautiful, with a perfect combination of strength and beauty.

When she was stunned, he had already hugged her and easily stood on the balcony outside his room with a rope.

"Is it beautiful?"

Looking at her addicted face, he is very happy. Not only women in the world are happy because of their beauty, but also men, especially when they can fascinate with the people they love deeply.

"Good-looking, you are the most beautiful man I have ever seen." While speaking, she touched his face.

"It depends on it for a lifetime. Just don't get tired of it."

"Wang!" With a sound, Xia Lei pulled up the curtains and pulled back the indulged smile.

Before going to bed, Xia Lei called the plane again to make sure that nothing special had happened, and the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

White clouds, a plane in the clouds is moving forward at a high speed, and good weather provides it with conditions to fly steadily.

On the plane, Xia Yilong was sitting by Yu Chiran's bed, looking at those instruments from time to time with a worried face.

"Yilong, I'm fine. Don't worry, lie down and have a rest!"

The lieutenant lying in ** is a little pale, but it doesn't look serious.

Xia Yilong pulled the quilt and smiled.

"It's okay. Looking at you is my best rest."

Her peace is his greatest concern. Naturally, it is his most comforting thing to ensure her safety.

"You!"

There was a little rosy on Yu Chiran's pale face. Although she had long been used to listening to Xia Yilong's sweet words, she looked at the group of doctors around her and became embarrassed.

"I just said what I said in my heart."

Xia Yilong doesn't care about other people's eyes. He didn't care about it when he was young. Now that he is old, he won't care about it.

The doctors around me have been familiar with the dialogue between the two for a long time, but there is nothing strange about what they should continue to do.

They are all Xia Yilong Gulai's full-time treatment of Wei Zhiran's disease and those who study how to solve her disease, so they are really not surprised by this sweet little conversation.

"Yilong, am I ugly now? I'll see you later..."

It doesn't mean that Yu Chiran doesn't care what people around her think of her. It doesn't mean that Yu Chiran doesn't represent her first impression of her daughter. Since she got on the plane, she has asked more than ten times.

"I said, you are very beautiful, really."

Xi Shi appeared in the eyes of the lover. In Xia Yilong's eyes, Yu Chiran was the most beautiful, not to mention that Wei Chiran was originally beautiful, but her long-term illness made her face a little pale.

"No, you'd better show me the mirror."

The restless Yu Chiran still wants Xia Yilong to take a look in the mirror.

"My Ranran is always the most beautiful. You didn't like to look in the mirror before. Look at today... It seems that my charm is no better than that of the little girl. I'm jealous."

Xia Yilong looked jealous and looked at Yu Chiran pouted. Fortunately, he could still look so cute at his age.

The doctor around him finally couldn't help smiling.

"Well, you see, people are laughing at you. Bring me the mirror."

Xia Yilong held the mirror, smiled at Yu Chiran and said, "Look, isn't it beautiful?" Maybe he used to care about whether his appearance was beautiful or not, but a long time ago, he no longer cared about it, not to mention that Yu Chiran's appearance was indeed beautiful.

Yu Chiran ignored his praise and looked at his pale face in the mirror.

"I'm old."

Without waiting for Xia Yilong to comfort her, she continued to say, "But who can not be old? As long as you can see a smile, it doesn't matter whether you are old or not." Yu Chiran is still worried about gains and losses, and is worried that his daughter will not accept her.

"Don't think too much. Xiaoxiao is waiting for you to go back. The child is very kind in his heart. She knows that you will leave for her and will never blame you."

"Where's Lei'er?" She looked at Xia Yilong. She was worried that Xia Lei would not forgive Xia Yilong, so that their father and son's future life would be sad.

"This is my business with him. Don't worry, I'll take care of it." He didn't want to mention more about it, and he didn't want his and his son's affairs to become another burden for Yu Chiran.

Wei Chiran sighed softly.

"It's for me. It's our fault that made Leier suffer. The person who should have paid the debt is me, Yilong, promise me that no matter what happens to Leier, you won't conflict with him when you go back."

"Nan, don't worry, I'll listen to you. I'm so old. There's nothing I can't get through."

Xia Yilong's eyes flashed with a trace of firmness. After so many years, he has put down everything. No face is as important as his son. Except for the things of the people in front of him, there is really nothing he can't compromise with his son, and he really owes him.