High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 84

Lin Zhaoxia walked slowly towards the center along the gravel road under her feet.

Yang Moyan, who had finished handling the affairs, rubbed his neck and looked up from the computer. Looking at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Looking out of the window from the corner of the eye, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

...Lin Zhaoxia?Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Yang Moyan stood up and walked to the window.

I saw Lin Zhaoxia walking back and forth along the path in the garden.

He looked at it for a while, then turned and went downstairs.

Lin Zhaoxia was indeed walking back and forth.

It seemed that the effect of the medicine had expired. At this time, Lin Zhaoxia's wrist pain came back and forth, but she didn't want to go back to take the medicine, and she couldn't sleep. In her opinion, it was best to do something to distract herself from this discomfort. own attention.

Pain, is it a kind of discomfort?
Lin Zhaoxia didn't know, she just knew that the wave after wave of pain in her wrist made her feel restless, her brows were wrinkled, and she could only sway in this night full of flower fragrance. Walk back and forth in the alley of flowers.

"Hey, Lin Zhaoxia, what are you doing?" A low and cold voice suddenly came from behind, Lin Zhaoxia was taken aback, turned around and shrugged helplessly, "I can't sleep, your back garden looks nice, Just come out and walk."

Yang Moyan tugged at the corners of his lips, "You really have leisure."

"We've lost each other," Lin Zhaoxia grinned at him, "You haven't slept yet."

"There seems to be no comparison between us, right?"

Yang Moyan lied solemnly without blinking his eyes.

Naturally, he wouldn't open his mouth to say it. Many patients in the family flashed in front of his eyes all the time, and he himself thought that he couldn't sleep in bed, so he just dealt with a lot of documents sent by the company two days ago without incident.

Lin Zhaoxia rubbed her nose and rolled her eyes at him.

"Yes, yes, we are not comparable."

Speak as you speak, what kind of personal attack?
She clicked her tongue, put one hand in her pocket, turned around and walked towards the gazebo in the center.

Glancing behind him from the corner of the eye, he didn't seem to see Yang Moyan following up. Looking sideways, where is Yang Moyan behind?

Have you gone back?After all, it's so late.

Lin Zhaoxia stepped into the gazebo and sat on the cool chair in the middle. She stared blankly at the night sky and counted the stars in her heart. Looking at her eyebrows, she realized that it was Yang Moyan.

Surprise flashed in her eyes, she turned her head, "Didn't you go back?"

"Then you can't come out again?" Yang Moyan threw an apple to her, "It's early morning."

Lin Zhaoxia reached out to catch it, and took a bite out of it politely, "Thank you." She glanced at the table and realized that this guy didn't go back to rest at all, but went back to get some fruit.

"Why can't I fall asleep?" Yang Moyan also took an apple and ate it. He had nothing to do, so he asked casually.

Lin Zhaoxia shrugged her shoulders, biting a piece of fruit in her mouth, and looked at him lazily, "I guess I slept too much during the day."

She spoke vaguely.

Yang Moyan understood everything unexpectedly. He nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Lin Zhaoxia's disabled right hand which was placed on the table, and then slowly moved up to her face, his eyes finally locked on her and wrinkled from time to time. raised eyebrows.

"Wrist hurts again?"

Lin Zhaoxia was startled, raised her arm, then shook her head, "No."

(End of this chapter)