Ouci’s birthday and the wedding date of Xia Lan and Ou Boyuan.
It is estimated that Xia Lan was born in the sixth month after marriage.
In those days, it was not without problems to buy tickets by boat first.
But master Yan’s family is very suspicious of the identity of European porcelain.
There are some things that he knows best.
Speaking, Yan Xiong is almost ten years older than Xia Lan, and Xia Zhengguo is more than ten years older than Yan Xiong.
So, no, no, age is a little embarrassing.
Yan Xiong didn’t see Xia Lan before he and Xia Zhengguo had a friendship in business. They were good and just called each other brothers.
Xia Zhengguo was drunk at a banquet, and Xia Lan worried that her father was in a hurry and pushed the door open.
Just YanXiong hand doorframe ready to come out from the bag Xia Lan so push YanXiong straight hit the door nosebleed is very unkind to paste a face.
In order to apologize, Xia Lan accompanied Yan Xiong to the nearest hospital.
Shih Yanhsiung still resents his dirty mind that night.
It is said that a big man has a nosebleed, so why go to a broken hospital when he is so delicate?
As usual, you need to stuff two balls of cotton into your nostrils and get it done in minutes.
But Xia Lan said to go to the hospital. What if you hurt your bones? He’s really in a fog
Section 15
The doctor on duty gave Yan Xiong an impatient look and put out his hand and touched his nose, saying, Fortunately, I didn’t come late. If I came late …
Xia Lan was shocked and hurriedly interrupted the doctor’s words. What will happen if you come later?
She thought so, but don’t let anyone die.
As a result, the doctor seemed to sneer at just come to the emergency department later to register.
Yan Xiong’s face sank to tear down other people’s bridges without such cruelty, right?
The doctor said and left, and everyone could see that his nosebleed had stopped long ago.
It’s a bit damaging to pick up women like this
Yan Xiong can smile at Xia Lan. Let’s go and I’ll say nothing, right?
Xia Lan muttered, How can you call it nothing if you are bleeding?
A little storm just passed.
Afterwards, Yan Xiong’s mind will always wander with Xia Lan’s beautiful little face.
He also knows that Xia Lan is Xia Zhengguo’s baby daughter. As the saying goes, a friend’s wife can’t be a wife, and a friend’s daughter can’t be bullied.
In fact, the more he tried to avoid it, the more he could avoid it.
Another night, Yan Xiong and some friends were drinking in a bar. When everyone was having a good time, they heard the noise from the sanitation direction.
There are two people in the same seat who can’t stand loneliness. Before going to watch the fun, they also asked Yan Xiong if he wanted to join us before leaving.
Yanxiong gave each other an oblique look and disdainfully spit out the word fault
He has no habit of meddling since he was a child.
A moment later, a man came back.
Sighing lightly seems to bring regret. Ah, such a beautiful girl was dragged away by Huang Mao. I should have known it was so easy to get old.
Yanxiong continued to drink his wine like a root and didn’t hear each other.
Then the man added, It is said that a woman with a red mole in her milk is too coquettish to know that girl, ah ah …
He was talking about the neckline, but Yan Xiong caught him and made him unable to breathe.
Yan Xiong glared at a pair of cold eyes. What did you just say?
What did I say? The man’s neck meridians are bulging out and struggling vigorously. I said that Huang Mao robbed a woman tonight.
Yan Xiong’s fingers tightened each other harder. Obviously, if it weren’t for this answer.
Cough, I said that her milk has a mole?
The other party tentatively replied.
Xia Lan does have a red mole on her chest, which he saw when she leaned over to give Yan Xiong a paper to wipe her nosebleed that night.
Yanxiong fiercely pushed each other away and then walked towards the incident in three steps and two steps.
At this time, Xia Lan, who is not dressed properly, is being held in her arms by Huang Mao, ready to drag Xia Lan to the back door of the bar. Holding the door frame with one hand is like grasping the straw of hope.
But three or four punks here in Huangmao broke Xia Lan’s hand with seven hands and feet, and then started to boo, which means that this girl is on time and they have to draw lots to decide who will go first.
Xia Lan had a friend’s birthday that night, and several little girls came to the bar secretly looking for excitement. Xia Lan was the most beautiful girl among them, and Huang Mao and his gang took a fancy to her at first sight.
The little girls were timid. When they saw Xia Lan’s accident, no one dared to huddle together and cry. They even forgot to call the police.
Yanxiong looked at him and split his yellow hair shoulder and yellow hair arm in silence. Naturally, he also loosened his arms Xia Lan.
Yanxiong conveniently took Xia Lan half middle school.
In shock, Xia Lan saw that it was Yan Xiong, and her frightened eyes were still full of tears, and her delicate and touching appearance made Yan ambitious and sad.
Then he held Xia Lan with one enemy and five enemies and easily beat a group of yellow hair to find teeth everywhere.
After coming out of the bar, Xia Lan felt like a rescue. Yan Xiong’s eyes were full of worship and admiration.
Uncle Yan, thank you
Xia Lan’s body is not a big problem, but her arm was blue in the front and yellow hair pulling, and a big piece of it rubbed a small mouth with her cheek.
Xia Lan will be worried when she knows that she is going home like this.
So she asked Yan Xiong hesitantly, Uncle Yan, can I stay at your house for one night?
When Yan Xiong heard Xia Lan bite an uncle Yan to himself, that handsome face gave me a weak smile. How old is it?
That night, Xia Lan called Xia Zhengguo to say that she was resting at a friend’s house, but actually she went to Yan Xiong’s house.
Chapter 147 You can’t leave tonight.
At that time, Yan Xiong bought an apartment in Xicheng, and the single man’s room always looked messy.
Xia Lan grew up without a mother, but her family was welloff, but she never pampered her family.
Yan Xiong just went to the drugstore to buy a little trauma medicine, so he delayed it for a little while, then pushed open the door when he was a child and suddenly saw that his house was a mess and changed.
The living room has been collected neatly, and the sofa library he threw at random has disappeared.
Hygiene has a washing machine rumbling, and he estimates that Xia Lan should have washed it.
The kitchen is moldy and the dishes and chopsticks have become clean, and the floor is as bright as new.
If Yan Xiong was miserable in the first half of his life, he thought it would be worth it if he could marry Xia Lan in this life when he saw Xia Lan, who was busy at home, wearing sleeves that night.