Cupid Always Misses... Him - Chapter 295

[295. Chapter 295 You readers, you can’t do it 7.43 (End)]

white and warm ward.

A person lying on the bed like a sleeping prince, under the sunlight.

His whole body seemed to be dyed with a warm color.

I don’t know if I heard something.

The pale fingers moved invisibly.

The next second, it was silent again.

When Fan Xuhui landed, he was not tired at all.

Even after staying up all night to deal with things, he is still full of energy.

Even a little excited.

three years.

He finally dared to walk up to him confidently.

In the past three years, he took over his father’s company.

Not only has it developed into a literary company that can influence the existence of world culture.

Also expanded.

I didn’t understand this line at first.

I groped, suffered a lot, and suffered a lot of setbacks.

But he came through.

Standing at the door of the ward.

Fan Xuhui was very nervous.

Inside, separated by a wall, is the person he thinks about every day.

They met and knew each other for only a few days.

But the feelings have not faded due to the loss of time.

Instead, it became more intense.

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his clothes.

Ask Pan An who is by his side.

“I have no problem with my clothes, I’m not messy, and my hair is not good.”

Yan Luo in the mall, at this moment, looks like a hairy boy.

Worrying about your image making a bad impression on your lover.

Even if he knew that the person inside was asleep, he would never see him.

I also want to show my best side to others.

Pan An pushed his glasses and replied with a smile.

“President, you are just right, Luo Shao will be very excited to see you.”

He has also grown up over the years.

The two funeral love families at that time.

Now they have become promising young people with successful careers.

Fan Xuhui listened to Pan An’s words and was not comforted much.

Still a little nervous.

After hesitating for a while, he grabbed the door handle.

Twisted slightly.

‘Crack’.

The door is opened.

At that moment, he imagined many scenes of meeting.

But there was no such scene in front of him.

Sleeping on the bed, the boy whose face has not changed.

Open your eyes slowly.

Facing him, he raised his eyebrows and smiled.

“Fan Xiaohui, you’re here.”

Fan Xuhui’s eyes suddenly heated up.

Something rushed up.

Staring fixedly, his feet seemed to take root, and he couldn’t move at all.

The mouth is even more dry.

Can’t make a sound.

Luo Mio blinked and smiled even more.

He felt like he had slept for a long, long time.

The only person who accompanied him was someone who said, wait for him, wait for his voice.

Very bewitching.

Also very reassuring.

And just now.

The heartbeat is very fast.

It made him want to wake up from the darkness.

So he struggled and opened his eyes.

Then, at a glance, he saw the person standing at the door, staring at him.

Even if the style has changed.

The striking yellow hair is gone.

The green eyes were gone.

The whole person has matured.

The atmosphere is strong.

But the feeling for him has never changed.

Looking at his own affection in his eyes, it still makes people surging.

The smile increases.

“Fan Xiaohui, what are you doing standing stupidly? Come and help me.”

“After sleeping for so long, I feel like my bones are rusted.”

Fan Xuhui was so excited that he could not control his legs and feet.

Walk over hand in hand.

Once again harvested the pleasant laughter of the bed.

He also laughed awkwardly.

Almost devoutly, he knelt on one knee beside the bed and hugged the person on the bed.

The voice was full of indescribable emotions.

“Ami, I’m here to marry you.”

Luo Mio’s eyes were full of stars, and he met his expectant and nervous eyes, and his voice was soft: “Okay.”

(End of this chapter)