"Whatever!" Ji Yanhan's eyes sank, and Ji Yan was threatening him with his grandparents again, which was really shameless.

Ji Yan still left, because he knew that Ji Yanhan would never leave evidence for himself, and his power in the country was far inferior to Ji Yanhan, so it was very difficult to find out what happened to him.

Ji Lin waited until midnight when Ji Shangqing called. He was so anxious that he was about to have a heart attack, but when he heard his son's voice, he was indifferent.

"I'm fine. I just had a car accident and broke my leg. The doctor said that I'll be fine if I lie down for half a month. Don't guess!" Ji Shang said lightly.

"Broken leg? Where is it? Which hospital, I'll come to you!" When Ji Yan heard that his son didn't complain about Ji Yanhan's kidnapping, but only said that it was a car accident, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sense of strangeness that he couldn't tell his son.

"Don't come, Lan Weiwei is here to take care of me, let's talk about it when I get better!" Ji Shangqing finished speaking, and hung up the phone.

Holding the phone, Ji Lin frowned: "Why doesn't my son admit that he was kidnapped by Ji Yanhan?"

In the middle of the night, Lan Yanxi caught a cold from the cold and developed a high fever. She was dizzy and thirsty, so she lifted the quilt and decided to go downstairs to have a glass of boiling water.

Lan Yanxi stepped on a slipper and walked downstairs staggeringly. However, because she was not familiar with this home, she didn't know where the switch was for the lights in the corridor, so she had to fumble to find it.

"No way, I'm afraid of the dark!" Lan Yanxi touched a few places, but found that she couldn't touch them, and suddenly she was a little speechless. Could it be that she was asked to go downstairs in the dark?

Lan Yanxi's final decision was to go to the other end of the corridor in the dark to find Ling Mofeng for help.

However, she had only walked a few steps when the lights in the corridor suddenly turned on. She was shocked and felt very weird. When she looked up, she saw a man wearing a dark purple nightgown walking towards her.

"What are you doing?" Ling Mofeng heard the movement, and when he turned on the light, he saw her touching the wall with both hands, and he couldn't help frowning.

Does this woman have the habit of sleepwalking?

"I'm looking for the light switch, but I can't find it!" Lan Yanxi said weakly.

"The switch is on the left hand side when you enter the door. Didn't I tell you?" Ling Mofeng had a strange expression on his face.

Lan Yanxi was taken aback, and murmured, "How did you ever say that?"

Ling Mofeng walked in front of her, saw her cheeks blushing differently, his expression changed, and he whispered concern: "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

"I have a fever, do you have a thermometer? I want to drink boiled water, it's so uncomfortable!" Lan Yanxi is not a child. Her own symptoms can be seen as a cold. It must be because she fell asleep at the gate this afternoon and was cold to get fever.

Ling Mofeng stretched out his hand directly, and put his palm on her forehead. It was really hot, very hot.

"Be careful next time, don't sleep outside the door!" Ling Mofeng had no choice but to tell her again.

"No, do you have cold medicine at home?" Lan Yanxi was sick, but she was still very good, and she didn't dare to act willfully.

"Come down with me and have a look!" Ling Mofeng remembered that there should be spare medicine.

Lan Yanxi didn't know why the high fever came so fiercely, she felt that she had a double image when she saw the road.

"Ling Mofeng, can you hold hands, I'm dizzy!" Lan Yanxi wanted to beg him for help, lest she roll down like a rock.

Ling Mofeng knew that she must be feeling uncomfortable at the moment, otherwise she wouldn't be so dull-eyed.

"I'll carry you down!" Ling Mofeng bent down and stood in front of her, Lan Yanxi was not polite, and lay on his generous back, with two small hands instinctively hugging his neck tightly, for fear of falling.

Ling Mofeng's two big hands paused for a moment, and he didn't dare to grab her two legs easily, because she was wearing pajamas at the moment, and her two slender and white legs were directly exposed. If he wanted to reach out to support her, he was afraid that he would touch something that shouldn't be touched.

If, if you don't support her leg, I'm afraid that with her current strength, she won't be able to wrap around his neck, and she will really fall. In the end, Ling Mofeng can only do it.

The warm palms were directly attached to her slender legs, supporting her firmly on the back, and she walked down the stairs with heavy steps. JrNovels.com