C20 Love You with Love

Nangong Ao was hospitalized for three days. Jian Ruoyu didn't go to see him again, except for the first day.

Every day, he would pray for her to appear. Time and time again, he hoped that he would fail.

At his insistence, the doctor finally agreed to let him leave the hospital early. Jian Menglin busied herself with helping him pack his things and go through the discharge procedures.

"Ao, everything is done. I'll have the driver drive over." Exquisite makeup, decent smile, dignified and elegant lady.

"After being cooped up in the hospital for a few days, I wanted to go for a walk. You can go back first. " His beige short-sleeved trousers and casual clothes made him stand tall and straight, looking extremely handsome.

"Ao, I'll go with you, okay?" he asked cautiously. In front of others, she was an elegant and dignified young lady, and in the company, she was a shrewd and capable woman.

Only in front of Nangong Ao would she reveal her helplessness and caution.

The handsome face in the shower could not see any emotion, "No need, thank you for your hard work these few days. I'll get the driver to take you back to rest."

He lowered his eyes and dispelled the unwillingness within them.

"Alright, then you have to be careful by yourself. The doctor told you to rest more. " He was playing the role of a good girlfriend in China.

At the IVP Golf Club, a man in a white golf suit was handsome and exuded a noble aura. With a light swing, the ball slowly entered the hole.

Ye Zichen received the towel from the waiter with a smile, wiped his face, then sat down under the huge umbrella. He picked up the juice on the table and took a big gulp. "Tell me, what can I do for you?"

"I'm fine." Nangong Ao put his hands behind his head as he looked at the endless blue sky.

"Come on, who doesn't know you're a workaholic, and you're looking for me? Could it be that the sky is going to rain Red Rain? " Xia Beitang directly exposed his lie.

"Will Menglin and I really be suitable?" Nangong Ao didn't hide anything from his good friend, so he asked about the puzzlement that had been plaguing his heart for the past few days.

Xia Beitang frowned and stopped joking around, "Nangong, weren't you married to Jian Menglin a few days ago?"

"Yes. We grew up together. She was gentle, demure, and elegant. She was a great choice for a wife. All walks of life think of us as a pair. " "He calmly stated the truth, but there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Jian Menglin did her best to take care of him in the past few days. However, he wasn't happy at all. His mind was filled with Jian Ruoyu. Her every frown and smile, every single movement.

Every time the door opened, he hoped it would be her, but he was disappointed.

Both public and private Jian Menglin were excellent candidates for a wife, and he was expected to marry her. When he learned that she was his savior three years ago, he had vowed to take good care of her and repay her.

However, no matter how hard he tried, his heart remained indifferent towards Jian Menglin. He thought of her as a sister, just a sister.

"Nangong, you're in love with someone else?" Xia Beitang asked with a frown.

Nangong Ao was confused, but Jian Ruoyu's weird expression appeared in his mind. Since she was young, she had never been a good person. She would cause trouble from time to time, allowing him to clean up the mess.

Compared to the gentle and demure Jian Menglin, she was just a wild girl, yet she was clearly holding onto his heart.

He had never felt such an intense sensation before, but seeing her look at other men and cuddle up in their arms, he was like a maniac, wishing that he could rush up and tear them apart.

He had always been a man of great self-control, both at work and in life.

Now, he gradually felt like he couldn't control himself, so much so that he wondered if there was something wrong with him.

"I don't know. "I just feel that it's too boring to be together with Menglin. It's like holding your right hand with your left." Sorrow filled his slightly creased brows under the sunlight.

Xia Beitang threw up his hands. "Emotion is too troublesome and complicated. You know I always keep my distance." I can't help you, brother. " He patted him on the shoulder and said with his eyes, "Save your grief."

"Come, let's go have a drink." Women are like clothes, brothers are like brothers, wine is the seasoning of life.

At midnight, Jian Menglin sat on the sofa at Nangong Ao's house and waited for him.

She had just been discharged and was still recovering. It was already so late and she still hadn't returned home yet. Her phone was turned off. She was really worried.

The clock was ticking, and every beat hit Jian Menglin's heart, creating a terrifying black hole. Unable to maintain his dignified appearance, he stood up and began to pace back and forth, almost wanting to step on the carpet to create a few holes.

Crack * The sound of the door opening could be heard. Jian Menglin couldn't hide her joy as she ran to the door and pulled it open, "Awesome … Ao, why are you drinking? "

Looking at Nangong Ao who was carried back, she would have screamed if she didn't have sufficient rest. What did he do? You got stomach problems and you get drunk?

Xia Beitang laid Nangong Ao on the bed and said, "It's good that Miss Jian is here. I'll have to trouble you to take care of Nangong."

Surprised that Jian Menglin was still here in the middle of the night, he thought to himself. She was already married, so what did it matter to him?

He forced an elegant smile and said, "Thank you for sending Ao back, CEO Xia."

"You're welcome. It's getting late. I have a meeting tomorrow morning, so I'll be leaving first. "Bye bye." When he turned around, he let out a deep breath. Nangong Ao was good at drinking before, since when did he regress so badly?

After sending Xia Beitang off, Jian Menglin pinched a towel and wiped Nangong Ao's face. Under the influence of alcohol, Nangong Ao's cheeks were red and his long eyelashes drooped down, covering her enchanting peach blossom eyes, but it still made her heart pound.

His fingers replaced the towel as it moved across his face. His high forehead, full sky, and proud nose made his facial features more solid. The alcohol mixed with his unique masculinity, forming a unique, seductive flavor.

Jian Menglin let herself snuggle up to his open chest, the heat of her body pressing down on her face, her heart surging.

Ever since she was young, Nangong Ao had been the Prince Charming in her heart. She was determined to be his most perfect bride, standing beside him with the most pride.

For this reason, she studied hard and tried her best to improve herself.

No matter if it was appearance, body, movements, or even the smallest details, they had to be the best.

As they grew older, she became more and more perfect. For some reason, he felt more and more distant from himself. The admiration she felt for him made her feel the respect of a fan towards his idol.

As long as he didn't like it, she wouldn't do it.

Gradually, they distanced themselves from it.

Jian Menglin closed her eyes, her fingers caressing the man's firm chest, breathing in his unique scent.

"Ao, I really like to love you, you know?" He straightened up, kissed his closed eyes reverently, his high nose, and his thin, sexy lips.

A wild flame ignited in the depths of his heart as he kissed her and shouted, "Ao, I really love you.

He took off his shirt and pants. He kissed his whole body with love and affection.