The Cold-Blooded President Doted on his Ugly Wife and Remarried

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As soon as he slapped the wall, the curtains all shrank to the corner with a clatter, trembling slightly.

Dazzling sunlight poured in from the window, while Xia Momo's limbs on the bed twitched and shivered.

"Hurry up and get some warming things, she's cold." Xuanyuan Qingfeng ordered based on the guest.

There is no need for him to remind Ouyang Yihan, knowing that he is not blind, he turned to the housekeeper who followed behind him: "Turn up the heating in the room to the maximum, and take two pairs of thick quilts." The housekeeper who lives downstairs: "Take five pairs." Looking at the eager eyes of the young master, he knew that the woman on the bed must be very important to the young master.

Without saying a word, he disappeared down the stairs. After a while, the temperature in the room rose, and the housekeeper and maid carried the quilt to the room.

Ouyang Yihan winked at them, turned and left, and closed the door casually.

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Li's eyes were empty, and the coolness after autumn made Xuanyuan Qingfeng standing outside the window even colder. I saw that his face was covered with frost, and he was very tired looking at the whistle glass by the cold wind. He was full of anger , and accidentally saw Xia Momo who hadn't woken up on the bed, and Xia Momo who was beside him Protecting Ouyang Yihan, he saw his solemn and cold eyes

Zizi showed a trace of guilt and dislike.

Looking at such a good friend Xuanyuan Qingfeng suppressed the words that were about to overflow from his heart, sighed and looked out of the window to close Longshang's sleepless eyes all night, his heart was rippling, forget him but he wants this kid Take it easy the y !

As for Ouyang Yihan, who was taking care of Xia Momo by the bed, he couldn't help being a little annoying when he saw that the person on the bed was just lethargic and didn't seem to be awake.

Turning her head to Xuanyuan Qingfeng who was observing the scenery, she slightly opened her thin lips: "How long will she wake up!" Ouyang Yihan leaned towards Xia Momo's forehead, comparing the temperature. Everything was normal, and I secretly scolded myself for Being too impulsive and only caring about myself, so I skipped it.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was not far away, acted as if he hadn't heard it, and looked straight at him, as if there was some beautiful scenery outside, which attracted him to linger forever.

Seeing that he ignored him, Ouyang Yihan pursued his lips and didn't care, so he knew why he was angry?

Tucking the quilt for the little girl on the bed, a trace of softness flashed across Leng Yi's handsome face.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng heard footsteps getting closer.

"How long will it take for her to wake up?" Ouyang Yihan thought for a while but held back his voice and asked, while Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt the scorching eyes behind him, slowly turned his head and stared at him with unfriendly eyes, snorted coldly and said in a stiff tone: "She changed You did not cause this to happen, Han, you let me down too much!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and walked to Xia Momo's bed without looking at him. She saw that her complexion returned to normal. Although it was not pink and moist, it was much less pale than just now, but she was too tired now is asleep .