Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

"Xinyan!" Seeing this accident, Chen Lian was not the only one who was surprised, Wu Lian was also stunned.

Looking incredulously at the residue of the vase in his hand, and at the daughter lying in Ji Xiran's arms, he muttered something in his mouth, and slowly backed away.

All the remains of the vase fell on the ground, some of which were embedded in the flesh and blood on Wen Xinyan's back.

Blood slowly trickled down her back, which was only wearing a white silk dress.

Bright red dazzling.

"Dial 120, my mobile phone, mobile phone... mobile phone..." Ji Xiran's eyes were tearing apart, the bright red blood in front of her eyes seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​bright red blood, and she hugged him in a panic, bewildered.

Chen Lian hurried over and handed her his mobile phone, "Don't panic, Xixi, don't panic."

Trembling, he called the emergency number, and the person told him that if he was in the suburbs, it would take at least an hour and a half to arrive.

Ji Xiran almost collapsed, bit his lip tightly, and said blankly to the phone, "No...she will die...no..."

Her mind was completely confused, and she seemed to be unable to think of anything other than the word "will die".

Ji Xiran is the primary school girl whom she loves as her own sister. Seeing her expression, Chen Lian felt distressed, "Go, Xixi, let's carry Xinyan, and I will drive you there."

She yelled twice, but Ji Xiran didn't respond at all. Chen Lian knew that the little girl might be frightened, so he had no choice but to make a phone call by himself, and after talking a lot to the people over there, he went to the cellar to find Get a piece of thin board and pat Ji Xiran, "Silly girl, she will be fine! Hurry up and help senior sister lift her up."

It was only then that Ji Xiran suddenly woke up from a dream, and stupidly helped her lift Wen Xinyan, who was already unconscious, to the top, and then lifted several boards to Wen Xinyan's car.

They walked for a long time, but Wu Lian was still standing at the place just now, holding the broken vase, looking at the mess, without moving.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people on the road, but Chen Lian was afraid of delaying his illness, so he ran through more than a dozen red lights along the way, desperately drove the car to the entrance of the hospital, and came out with a baton to those who thought she wanted to rob. The security guard yelled, "Come and help save people!"

***

Pushing open the window, a burst of fragrance of plum blossoms was blown into the room by the wind, leaving a room with a cool fragrance.

Wen Xinyan leaned quietly on the bedside, flipping through a book, occasionally looking at the plum blossoms growing well outside the window, lost in thought.

Ji Xiran came in with clear porridge, and before he had time to speak, he was dazzled by the scene in front of him.

The beauty with long fluttering hair and delicate temperament is holding a book, and her profile is like a newly polished porcelain. She is as beautiful as a dream.

This scene is very familiar.

She leaned against the door, and slowly remembered that when they were in high school, they leaned against the window and often looked up to see such a beautiful scenery.

The former teacher once praised Wen Xinyan, saying that Wen Xinyan is not Daoyun Yi'an, but also Huiyin, who always has a misty and hazy temperament. She is a beautiful woman who walks alone on the bluestone slab with an umbrella during the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. .

At that time, the whole class had to recite "Rain Lane", but no one complained.

When the morning self-study bell rang, I could always see many boys shaking their heads and reciting books, while secretly looking at Wen Xinyan. The girl inside was like a lilac, that cold and weak girl who was like a lilac, exuding fragrance and melancholy. Imagination has images imprinted in my mind.

At that time, she would also look behind her, occasionally seeing her faint profile, and her heart would always tremble inexplicably.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds.

After entering the world, she hid the coldness in her heart, and emerged from the thorns woven by pain and difficulties.

Like a hedgehog, she uses her indifference as an armor to protect her body. Only in front of her beloved and beloved one will she reveal everything and reveal her soft side in front of her.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiran's heart melted.

Carrying things, he walked over and sat down beside her, smiled and took the book from her hand, "It's not ready yet, so I started messing around here."

Wen Xinyan turned around and saw her, the smile on her face widened, she put her wrist around her neck, and smiled on her shoulder, a little coquettish, "It's much better if you don't believe me touch."

The scent of disinfectant and medicine permeated the air, and a faint scent from her body also entered her nostrils.

Ji Xiran smiled and put his body against her, holding the porridge in one hand, as she said, the other hand touched her back along the smooth skin of her waist and abdomen.

Fortunately, in winter, the chance of bacterial infection is low, and it is dry, and ordinary people do not sweat or want to walk around, so the wound heals quickly.

After being raised for more than a month, the injuries on her back are almost healed, except for some hideous scars, which made Ji Xiran feel distressed.

Feeling unsatisfied, he touched her waist twice, and saw that her earlobes were completely red.

Tsk tsk tsk, obviously she was molesting her vigorously before, she could tell that the girl in front of her is a typical example of you being strong but she is weak, as long as she molests her more than she does, she will definitely lose.

Rubbing her bloodless face, Ji Xiran, who was a little depressed because of her mother making such a fuss for no reason, suddenly became in a good mood, "It's all about you, you were born so thin for no reason, and it's fine to touch your body with bones , and insisted on putting some vase on the coffee table, which caused a bloody disaster."

After a pause, he continued, "Your mother has come to see you every day for more than a month, but you haven't seen you behind closed doors...I see you...seeing that your injury is almost healed, I want to call her and tell her One sound?"

"That vase, uh...but it's made of Jingdezhen's famous thin bodied porcelain." Wen Xinyan didn't seem to hear the second part of her sentence. Wings, light... like floating clouds, quite expensive..."

Ji Xiran's face darkened, "Don't change the subject for me. Gui is also broken into pieces now, I'm going to the Consumer Association to complain, what kind of broken stuff is like an eggshell, and it will shatter when you smash it on people."

"It's easy to break... Then porcelain is expensive. Otherwise, why is it called porcelain? It cost hundreds of thousands."

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you anymore." No matter what she said, the person in her arms couldn't do without the word "expensive". Ji Xiran knew that she didn't intend to talk to him about this matter, and sighed inwardly. With a sound, he touched her white and delicate face twice more, and then stopped contentedly, and fed her porridge.

Seeing that it was pickled vegetable porridge again, the elegant woman in front of her suddenly grabbed her sleeve like an awkward child, looked at her with blinking eyes, and said cautiously, "Xixi... I have been eating it for almost a month, can you... ..."

"No, the doctor said, this period of time is mainly light." Ji Xiran knew what she wanted to express without her finishing speaking, and shook her hands with a straight face.

Wen Xinyan was a little unwilling, her anxious appearance made people want to bully her even more, "But I..."

"Don't say yes, but it's not okay." Ji Xiran smiled slyly, "Unless, next week, you don't want to go home with me for the New Year."

"Hmm... huh?" Wen Xinyan heard her say that she couldn't exchange food, took the porridge dejectedly, and was about to resign herself to eating, when she heard the news, she immediately opened her eyes wide, "Xixi, what did you say?"

"I said, next week let you go home with me during the Chinese New Year."

When the words fell, there was a "clang", and Wen Xinyan's spoon fell into the bowl, making a crisp sound.

Ji Xiran looked at her with a funny face, and saw that Lord Jin's face was flushed, and he looked at her with soft eyes, and whispered, "No, no, I, I'm not ready yet, can I..."

The tone became weaker and weaker, because the mist in Ji Hu's eyes became heavier and heavier.

Ji Xiran guessed that his own beauty must have reacted in this way, so he could only preemptively. With tears in his eyes, he deliberately said, "I didn't agree with you before, but now you're going back on your word. Is it okay to abandon it? Well, since you have abandoned it, then I—”

"I go!"

Seeing that she raised her hand hastily like a primary school student being questioned, Ji Xiran couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh.

Well, she said just now that this sister has the charm of a literati, but now she is so naive.

Wen Xinyan can't care about her demeanor now. She told her before that she would take her back. She just thought it was still early, so she wasn't so nervous, but now she suddenly talked about this with her, and she felt heartbroken. It's like being pinched by someone, and the plopping doesn't stop.

When she thought that the people she was about to meet were Ji Xiran's parents, she felt a little bit bewildered. "Then...what should I bring? I'll ask someone to buy a gift right now...Xixi...what do you think is a good gift...supplement? Or...massage and health care?"

"No need." Even recovering from a serious illness made her so nervous, Ji Xiran felt that he had gone too far, so he carefully avoided her wounds, hugged her into his arms, and calmed her emotions with a soft smile, "Take your people there That's enough. Don't be afraid, my parents are very nice, and they won't embarrass you."

Moreover, what Ji Xiran hasn't told her is that they already know that they are about to have a daughter-in-law.This time, it was also the idea of ​​her two Gaotangs to let her take her back for the New Year.

Huddled in her arms, Wen Xinyan nodded very anxiously, as if a little scared, snuggled into her arms, carefully tugging at her sleeves.

Ji Xiran fell in love with her soft and dependable appearance, his eyes fell on her pale pink lips, and he didn't care whether his behavior was a bit of a beast, so he put down the porridge, and hugged her tightly with both hands like wicker With a slender waist, hot and scalding kisses kept falling on her lips. When the lips and teeth met, the two breaths blended together, and the air continued to be filled with an ambiguous taste.

The porridge left there slowly turned cold.

After the kiss was over, Ji Xiran thought she would talk to her affectionately, but after panting for a while, the benefactor in his arms turned his head to look at the porridge on the cabinet, his naked eyes were filled with joy, "Xi Xi, the porridge is cold! I don’t need to eat it!”

Ji Xiran, "..."

Cooperating with her and kissing her, just to make the porridge cold? !

Before she could answer, she took her hand again, her eyes glowing, "I don't want... I don't want to eat porridge... Xixi..."

As she spoke, the light of hope in her eyes became more and more intense, which made Ji Xiran suddenly feel a lot of pressure.

Because of her lust for beauty, she made the porridge cold. As the culprit, what can she do.

Surrender, of course, and buy her food other than porridge.

Seeing the benefactor happily and obediently sitting on the hospital bed eating food, Ji Xiran smiled helplessly.

I really didn't expect that beautiful Wen Damei would one day use beauty tricks to make her submit for a meal.

A week later, Wen Xinyan's wounds were all healed, and Ji Xiran allowed her to be discharged from the hospital.

In fact, her wound was almost healed before, but Ji Xiran made full use of medical resources out of a sense of safety, and she was discharged from the hospital after a week.

There are not a few days left until the new year, and the pedestrians passing by on the road seem to be full of joy.

Wen Xinyan was extremely nervous because she was going to her future mother-in-law's house for the New Year.

After buying a gift from the rear compartment, no matter how Ji Xiran persuades her, the old man must change into a dress that is dignified yet prudent, beautiful yet elegant, virtuous yet bright and wise before going out.

Ji Xiran had no choice but to sit in the car alone and wait for her.

She was leaning on the back of the chair drowsily and taking a nap when someone knocked on the glass of the car several times.

"Bang bang bang."

"Who is it?" Ji Xiran rubbed his sleepy eyes, and lowered the car window in displeasure.

A man in his thirties with a bruised face and acne all over his face led a ragged boy outside the car door.With a face full of impatience, "Who are you?"

"I still want to ask who you are."

Ji Xiran's face darkened, and he glanced at the unfriendly man and the tiger-headed boy leaning against his legs, "What are you doing standing in front of my car door?"

"Huh? Your car?" The man spit on the ground as if he heard some joke when he heard her words, glanced at her up and down, and sneered, "You think I'm blind, this car is obviously Wen Xinyan, where did you come from, bitch, shameless bitch, get out of here!"