Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: I ignite a fire on the tip of the boss

Chapter 478 The President's Replacement Married Little Wife (93)

Seeing Li Jinhuan rushing into the bathroom in a hurry, Su He reluctantly picked up the storybook she had left on the bed.

"It seems like your mommy won't recover in two hours. You go change your clothes first. After you change, daddy will read you a story."

"Okay~" The two baby dolls responded obediently, then climbed out of bed and went back to their rooms to change clothes.

Su He looked at the backs of the two little guys, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

With both sons and daughters, a gentle and virtuous wife, and a successful career, he felt that his life was complete.

Yang Ye had been exposed to the sun for an hour, and he was almost unconscious. In a vague way, he saw a familiar figure running towards him.

Finally, his consciousness couldn't hold on at this moment.

The moment he fell down, he felt himself falling into a warm embrace, and the familiar breath came into his nostrils. This was the smell he had been looking forward to for three years.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on a big soft bed with a cooling patch on his forehead, the air conditioner was turned on at a suitable temperature, but there was no one around him.

Yang Ye struggled to sit up, and as soon as he looked around, Yan Zhen walked in with ice juice.

"Eh? You're awake!" Yan Zhen ran over excitedly, put the juice in his hand on the table, put one hand on the edge of the bed, and put the other hand on his face, "Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere? of?"

Yang Ye tilted his head awkwardly, avoiding her hand, and whispered: "No."

Yan Zhen was slightly startled. This guy actually avoided her hand? !Hasn’t this last day passed?

In fact, Yang Ye just felt that he was still a little embarrassed to see her, but he couldn't let her go and didn't know how to face it.

Yan Zhen sighed helplessly, handed him a glass of juice, and sat by the bed.

Yang Ye took the juice and whispered, "Thank you."

Yan Zhen glanced at him helplessly: "When did you say thank you to me like this?"

Don't say thank you like that, she has never even spoken so submissively before, which really makes her a little strange.

Yang Ye didn't speak, but silently lowered his head and looked at the drink in the cup.

Seeing him like this, Yan Zhen stood up suddenly, and smiled helplessly: "Sorry, I was abrupt, if you haven't figured out how to tell me, then go back first."

With that said, she was about to leave.

Seeing her back as she was about to leave, Yang Ye panicked for a moment, and subconsciously grabbed her wrist: "Don't...don't go."

Yan Zhen hooked the corners of her lips triumphantly.

She sat down slowly, tears fell down all of a sudden, and looked at Yang Ye tearfully.

"Do you...don't like me anymore?"

Yang Ye was a little flustered, and when he heard her words, he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No... no! I don't dislike you."

"I... I just..." Yang Ye's voice became smaller and smaller, but still every word fell into Yan Zhen's ears, "I just feel sorry for you... I want more to make up for you... ...I can't forgive myself for what I did to you..."

"Then you have to make it up to me." Yan Zhen blinked at him.

"Okay, okay, how do you want me to compensate you, as long as I can do it! If I can't do it, I will spend my whole life doing it!" A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Ye's eyes.

As long as she is willing to forgive him, let him do anything.

(End of this chapter)