Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

195: It's a pity, the world can't be as it should be!Yange looked at the phone in amazement, and gradually regained consciousness. When she opened the screen of the phone, she saw that the seven missed calls were all from the same person.

Press the call button, Yange will call back:

"Hey, daughter-in-law, what are you doing? Why did you answer my call? I've been looking for you all day!"

The moment the phone was connected, there was Lu Shaoran's unscrupulous molesting voice.

Yan Ge was in a trance, feeling as if everything had returned to the past.

"Shaoran, cough, you are looking for me, what's the matter?"

Just after waking up, Yange's voice was soft and hoarse.

The fever subsided, but the voice became hoarse.

When Lu Shaoran heard Yange's voice, he changed the topic, "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

"No, a little tired, just woke up."

"Oh——I'm in the hospital. I just found out that Grandpa is sick, so I came back to check."

Yange was pleasantly surprised, and quickly asked: "You're back? In the army..."

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged. Uncle asked the captain to send me back. I arrived at noon, and I called you several times but didn't answer. I thought you eloped with uncle!"

Yange: "..."

She didn't know what to say for a while, and Lu Shaoran's tone echoed in her ears, as if the lively and slutty young master in the past had once again appeared in front of her eyes.

At least, listening to Shaoran's tone and attitude, it's hard for Yange to feel whether what happened to Ji Chen has affected him.

Or, in just a few days, he has accepted the reality?

Should not be!

"Daughter-in-law? Wife--"

Lu Shaoran bluffed a few words on the other end of the phone.

Yange came back to his senses, hurriedly said, "Ah, Shaoran, what did you say?"

"I said where are you! Go pick you up, I'm almost dying of my grandfather's nagging, come and stay with me!"

Hearing Lu Shaoran's voice of wronging Bala, Yange smiled subconsciously.

It seems that from his tone, he can imagine the expression on his face at this time.

Yange propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed. Although he was still a little dizzy, he felt much better.

"Are you in the hospital? Wait for me for a while, I'll be there!"

Lu Shaoran stood outside the ward, holding the phone, no matter whether Yange could see it or not, he nodded vigorously, "All right, all right, hurry up!"

After hanging up the phone, Yange sat on the bed in a daze.

Shaoran came back, was it decided by my uncle?

From his tone, he seemed very excited to be able to return to City G.

Yange sighed and rubbed the temples on both sides of the account. When she went to the ground, she just opened the bedroom door and saw her uncle standing outside the door like a wall.

"Who are you calling?"

Lu Lingye frowned in displeasure, thinking that Yange was woken up by the phone call, and was thinking about whether to install a signal jammer in the apartment in the future!

Yange was stunned for two seconds, then smiled suddenly, "It's Shaoran!"

Yan Ge with a weak look in the illness, like a lily after the rain, is even more loving and pitiful.

Yange stretched out her hand to brush the hair around her face, a small smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Uncle, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Turn off your phone when you sleep in the future!"

After finishing speaking, this cold and hard man threw Yan Ge a swaying back.

Yange was stunned for a moment, and immediately caught up with him with a smile on his face, "Oh, you misunderstood, it was I who called Shaoran!"

Knowing that my uncle must have misunderstood, it was Shaoran who woke her up, Yange followed him to the living room, and Xiaozuier hurriedly explained.

"It's okay to ignore what he is doing!"

The uncle spoke coldly and arrogantly, and Yange held his arm in a nonchalant manner, "Uncle, you even sent him back. If Shaoran hadn't told me, would you still want to hide it from me?"

"Just give the old man peace of mind!"

Yange sat on the sofa with Lu Lingye in an instant, snuggling into his arms, "Oh~ is that so? Uncle, it seems that you are not indifferent to Grandpa's life, don't be sullen!"

"Headache doesn't hurt anymore?" Lu Lingye looked sideways at Yange in his arms, and his eyes softened a little.

Yange leaned on his shoulder, feeling his strong arms and the clear breath from his nose, she shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, and it doesn't burn anymore. Feel it!"

I wanted to let my uncle touch her forehead to prove that she had indeed gone down the fever, but Yange moved her face closer, and the back of her head was pressed, followed by a burst of lingering and passionate kisses.

Without warning, Yange's small mouth was grabbed, with a hint of surprise, her red lips parted slightly, and the two men's mouths intersected, kissing inseparably.

The atmosphere gradually heated up, and a small murmur escaped from the corners of their lips.

Yange's face flushed red, and she wanted to push him away, but her waist was clamped and she couldn't move an inch.

That's it!

Looking up to bear his uncle's domineering kiss, Yange's arm wrapped around his wasp's waist unexpectedly.

The kiss left her delicate red lips, extending all the way down...

"Jingle Bell--"

When the two buttons on the chest were undone, the phone on the coffee table rang.

It's my uncle's call!

Fuck!

The uncle cursed and didn't want to pay attention, but Yange pushed and pushed, "Xiao, uncle, answer the phone!"

Lu Lingye's cold eyes flashed, and he glanced at the phone in disgust, pressed Yange in his arms, and connected, "Say!"

That voice was as cold as it needed to be.

On the other end of the phone, I don't know who called, and it seemed to say something, but Lu Lingye's response in the next second was only one word, "Get lost!"

Hang up, throw your hands away, and your breath is not stable.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong!"

Yange looked at his uncle pretending to be puzzled, but in fact, his heart was like a mirror.

She was leaning against his arms, the distance between them was so close, how could she not hear the voice of a woman on the other end of the phone.

Asking in earnest, I just don't want the atmosphere between each other to be awkward!

Yan Ge heard it, the person who called should be that Miss Steak Qiao!

No way, ever since she met Qiao Linjing at the steakhouse last time, when thinking of her, Yange immediately thought of steak.

"No!"

The uncle shook his head, his voice lowered a little.

Yange pursed her lips, raised her hand to wipe her lips, it was cool.

Little did they know, her actions were like the most sensual drug, falling into Lu Lingye's eyes, she ignited an unknown fire.

His eyes dimmed, as if there was a flash of fire.

When Yange raised his lips and smiled and was about to be honest, his body tilted and he was directly pushed to——

Yange exclaimed, "Uncle, I haven't finished talking yet, the caller just now—"

Lu Lingye casually unbuttoned several buttons on her shirt, "I don't know who it is!"

Affirmative tone!

She smiled wryly, it seemed like she couldn't hide anything.

"She went to the hospital?"

"Ok!"

"What else did you say?"

Yange did hear what Qiao Linjing said on the other end of the phone, but she didn't hear the last few sentences clearly.

Who made my uncle scold "Get out" so coldly that she was so distracted that she didn't hear clearly.

"Want to know?"

Lu Lingye raised his eyes on Yange's body, Hong Sui's dark eyes flashed narrowly, glowing with fire.

"Well, I'm just—hiss, uncle, don't... um..." (There is a small theater here, post it in the group after writing it, owe it first!)

The words disappeared at the corners of her lips, leaving only a stupid light in the room!

……

At six o'clock in the evening, Yan Ge and Lu Lingye came late, and when they stepped into the ward, Lu Shaoran was already waiting for him to die.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, when he saw Yange in a blink of an eye, he jumped up from the chair with a 'crash', opened his arms and ran while shouting, "Daughter-in-law, I miss me so much!"

Pack!

Yange didn't catch her breath, and saw Lu Shaoran running towards her while winking at her.

Out of the tacit understanding between the two, Yange knew his intentions.

But is it still useful now?

Seeing Lu Shaoran running over, the old man Lu who was lying on the hospital bed and reading the newspaper turned pale for a moment, then looked away quietly, and continued to fall on the newspaper.

When Yange saw his expression, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

As long as there is any possibility, she doesn't want to hurt old man Lu's heart.

It's a pity-how can things go as you want in the world!

Lu Shaoran ran over and rushed over, seeing that he was about to hug Yange, Lu Lingye suddenly said in a low voice, "You don't want your hands anymore?"

His voice was neither loud nor low, but it was enough for everyone in the ward to hear him clearly.

Ouyang Jie, who was pouring water for Mr. Lu, couldn't help shaking his hands.

Lu Shaoran faced his uncle's piercing gaze, abruptly withdrew his arm, and finally landed on Yange's shoulder.

He stared at Lu Lingye dumbfounded, and turned around to look at Mr. Lu seriously.

Immediately, he suppressed his voice and said in a low voice: "Uncle, are you crazy? Grandpa is here!"

Lu Shaoran didn't know that the relationship between his uncle and Yan Ge had been made public to the Lu family.

He still wanted to act with Yange wholeheartedly, but in the end he heard old man Lu behind him sneering, "What are you doing standing up, come in and do it, talk to me face to face if you have anything to say, and let me, the old man, listen to it too!"