The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 891 Leaving 1

"Where's Xun Jian? Is he in the hospital now?" Mi Ai asked worriedly.

Lu Yicheng glanced at Mi Ai, nodded slightly, and replied, "Well, he is guarding Shen Chenling in the hospital." When he said this, his eyes were full of worry.

With Chen Ling's character, she still doesn't know what kind of trouble will happen.

Mi Ai squeezed her hands and said, "Then I'll go to the hospital to see them, otherwise I'm always worried." Whether as a doctor or as a friend, Mi Ai is always worried.

She always felt that something would happen if she didn't look at it.

As for Mi Ai's going to the hospital now, Qiao Anhao didn't stop her, but told her, "Be careful, this matter is just the beginning."

"Don't worry, I know."

Mi Ai nodded to show that she understood, then quickly left the kitchen and went upstairs to change her clothes. Lu Yisheng also arranged for someone to take Mi Ai to the hospital, which reassured Qiao Anhao a little.

After being interrupted like this, Qiao Anhao also lost the mood to make breakfast, and she was pushed out of the kitchen by Lu Yisheng.

"Did something else happen last night?" Qiao Anhao asked.

"Well, there was an accident."

It was exactly as she guessed, they underestimated Yao Zian's ability, he had caused her to spend 6 years in prison, how could she be a simple character?

Lu Yisheng looked at Qiao Anhao bowing his head in thought, he didn't want Qiao Anhao to think about these traps, he could handle everything well.

So he squatted in front of Qiao Anhao. Even though he squatted down, his tall body was still at the same level as Qiao Anhao's eyes. Those blue eyes were so focused on her.

She could see her figure imprinted in Lu Yicheng's eyes, with worry and concern in her eyes, she smiled, stretched out her arms to hug Lu Yicheng, and buried her head in his arms, only then did she feel a sense of peace of mind Feel.

Close your eyes and smell the elegant and refreshing mint smell on his body, but today he has a faint smell of tobacco. Obviously, Lu Yisheng has smoked a lot.

Sighing softly, she said, "Too many things have happened recently, you must be tired."

All the incidents that followed one after another caused everyone to be involved in this turmoil, and no one stayed out of it, which made her inexplicably uneasy.

"I'm not tired." Lu Yisheng gently ran his hand along Qiao Anhao's hair, the black strands of hair slid between his fingers, and he said, "Your hair grows too fast."

He still remembered that when Qiao Anhao came to grab the marriage, she still had pretty short hair, and her slightly curled hair was as delicate as a little sun like hers.

Qiao Anhao reached out and touched her hair. After more than a year, her hair has grown to the back. "It's quite long."

"I suddenly thought that it would be nice to let Ling'er leave."

Qiao Anhao sat up straight when she heard this, and looked at Lu Yicheng in surprise. She still remembered that Lu Yicheng disagreed very much before, but now he took the initiative to say such a thing.

She looked at his sharp-edged face, her hand fell on his face, the eyes set in the deep eye sockets were like blue gemstones, and the thin lips were slightly pursed, but it looked very cute. Senran, like others, does not allow people to approach at will.

Even the hand he held her was like a work of art, with distinct joints, as if carved out of fine jade.