At this time, the knock on the door finally rang again. A young nurse came in, telling them very seriously that the hospital needs to be quiet.

This time, Yang Qingfeng finally calmed down, while An Tianxiang leaned against the wall without saying a word, and his dull eyes glanced at Yang Qingfeng standing by the hospital bed from time to time.

As if he had noticed something, Yang Ning turned his face to Yang Qingfeng and said, "You go back first. When I get sick, we'll talk."

Yang Qingfeng couldn't make too many choices in his current situation. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he had no choice but to listen to Yang Ning's words for the time being.

So he bent down to pick up the broken hair in Yang Ning's ear, but Yang Ning hid in no trace. This scene happened to fall into An Tianxiang's eyes.

Yang Qingfeng smiled stiffly, withdrew his hand in the air, and responded awkwardly: "Okay, then I'll leave first. If there is anything, call me."

The ward door closed with a "click", and for a moment, only Yang Ning and An Tianxiang were left.

Looking aimlessly at the snow-white ceiling, Yang Ning had no intention of opening his mouth.

Even if he says something, what's the use? Anyway, he only believes in his own words, and as long as other people's thoughts are different, they will become stupid.

"You are so happy with him?" An Tianxiang seemed to have had enough of the silence in front of him and said calmly without the ups and downs of his tone.

Yang Ning turned his head and glanced at An Tianxiang, and his whole body became tense because of this question.

She pondered for a moment, opened her mouth and said, "We are friends. Will we become friends when we are unhappy with each other?"

What a sharp rhetorical question, An Tianxiang smiled slightly, the indifference in his face was inaccessible.

He smiled and said, "Okay, since this is what you answer, then I will fulfill your wish. As long as you admit that you are fake Yang Ning, I will let you go, and I will not do all the punishment I mentioned before, just pretend that I have never seen it."

An Tianxiang said that the clouds were calm and windy, and he could not even notice the slightest emotion in his expression. He was smiling but more like crying. Yang Ning's chest hurt, and all the words were in his throat for a moment.

Turns out he wants to let go?

Yang Ning's eyes shot straight at him, and the two of them had mixed sights, and the indescribable complexity entangled in them into thousands of emotions, and they became the inner demon in their hearts.

Why did An Tianxiang insist on letting her choose between Yang Qingfeng and him? For her, the two of them were clearly equally important.

Sometimes, An Tianxiang's domineering is indeed unacceptable to her. Now it is also an opportunity to escape from An Tianxiang's side, but Yang Ning can't give herself a sufficient reason to escape.

Because, in her heart, she had already expressed her feelings for An Tianxiang, and those things could not be easily cut off with just a word.

"I can't do it." Yang Ning looked serious, and his fingers tightly held the quilt. She raised her head and looked at An Tianxiang who was hanging his head and silently, and the backlight blocked all his emotions.

"Yeah."

He responded lightly, and An Tianxiang glanced at Yang Ning like a perfunctory look. He seemed not going to look forward to anything else. He straightened up and walked out of the house.

Seeing this, Yang Ning suddenly slapped her heart. She couldn't move all over, so she had to shout: "Can you accompany me?"

An Tianxiang paused, and he turned around. His handsome face was still extremely pale. Yang Ning felt a little distressed and knew that his request had no position at all.

"I'll let Yang Qingfeng come to accompany you later." An Tianxiang said lukewarmly, and the depression in his heart became a knot. As long as you look at Yang Ning more, you might be unable to help settle the score with Yang Qingfeng in the next second.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ning was stunned for a moment. She turned her head and looked a little aggrieved: "I'm already like this, don't tease me, why am I going to ask him for?"

Just now, Yang Ning reflected on it a little. An Tianxiang was so tough that he was not a slutty and was completely the same as her. No matter whether he was angry or wanted to let go or not, he must not let him do this all the time, otherwise someone would be unlucky in the end.

The most important thing is that she didn't want An Tianxiang to be upset because of herself, although she always fucked him.

"Aren't you very tough just now? Now I'll show you these words? I'll do it in front of him and in front of me?" An Tianxiang retreated to the room and looked at the weak woman on the hospital bed with gritted teeth. If it were someone else, he would really want to strangle her to death.

Yang Ning smiled awkwardly and said helplessly: "Oh, one code is one code, it's very difficult for me to get stuck between you and Yang Qingfeng. I just said to him. You are the big boss, so you have a higher temperament."

Acting coquettishly and cheating, Yang Ning in front of him tried his best to make An Tianxiang's face look better.

He stared at the person in front of him with dissatisfaction, pulled open the chair in front of Yang Ning's bedside, sat aside, with a dull face: "Do you know how to coax a man? Listen to these words, I don't want to forgive you at all."

Yang Ning, who was still trying to show her delicate feeling, froze, and she pulled the corners of her lips. She looked at the handsome man in front of her helplessly: "Okay, I understand what you mean, how do you want to forgive me, big man."

An Tianxiang's expression improved a little. He raised his eyebrows, stood up and leaned over in front of Yang Ning's face.

"What are you doing...?" Yang Ning was stunned for a moment when she suddenly approached her face. She looked at the person in front of her dullly, and her expression did not focus on any emotion other than surprise.

"Relax your face and kiss me."

The light breath fell on Yang Ning's face. At such a close distance, she could see every pore on An Tianxiang's skin. The amber eyes finally swept away the haze, and the curly eyelashes trembled like butterflies.

In the absence of his mind, Yang Ning couldn't help but think that no matter how beautiful the men in the world were, they could not compare to the men in front of him. Even Yang Qingfeng, because he lacked his domineering and calmness, could only be at a disadvantage.

"What are you looking at, don't move quickly."

An Tianxiang's impatient words instantly brought Yang Ning back to reality. She blinked and fell on his face helplessly.

"Well... do you really want to kiss you?"

As if to cover up the embarrassment, Yang Ning asked again with some uncertainty. The two had already had a more intimate communication, but she still couldn't get used to what was happening in front of her.

Seeing her timid and hesitant, An Tianxiang became irritable again. He was about to straighten his body and leave, but his lips became hot. When he lowered his head, he could only see Yang Ning, who was blushing and dared not look at him.

Did she deliberately catch herself off guard just now? An Tianxiang thought about it and found it a little funny. Yang Ning took advantage of her decisive actions and was really a cunning person.
Chapter completed!