Chapter 187 Han Wenrou leaves

Looking at the information on his phone, Zhang Xuan smiled unconsciously. Although the female Tyrannosaurus was in a hurry, her concern could not be concealed.

Zhang Xuan called Han Wenrou, and Han Wenrou just rang.

"The surname is Zhang! You finally know that you have called me, right? I am at home, and I will give you twenty minutes to come home to find me immediately, otherwise I will go to your wife's place and tell you everything about sleeping with me!"

Zhang Xuan listened to the roar on the phone, and before he could speak, Han Wenrou on the other side had already hung up the phone.

Zhang Xuan smiled bitterly, changed his clothes, and rushed to the place where Han Wenrou lived.

The place where Han Wenrou lives is not far from the Shuishang Water Town, and Zhang Xuan is familiar with the road and comes to Han Wenrou's doorstep.

After knocking on the door, I waited for a few seconds, and the door was opened from inside.

The moment the door opened, Zhang Xuan saw a beautiful figure and threw himself into his arms. As soon as he was about to speak, his lips were blocked by a faint fragrance.

Han Wenrou pulled Zhang Xuan into the door. She pushed Zhang Xuan open and gasped, "Sir Zhang, you make me worry about it all night, and you must compensate me!"

Zhang Xuan then saw clearly that Han Wenrou was wearing a black bathrobe, with short hair draped behind her head, and crystal drops of water were still left on the woman's long eyelashes. Her delicate facial features were flawless. At this moment, Zhang Xuan could only think of four words, lotus from the water.

Han Wenrou put her hand around her waist and gently untied the bath strap tied around her waist. The black bathrobe naturally slid down and spread it on the ground, and the wonderful scenery was unobstructed.

Han Wenrou pulled Zhang Xuan's collar and said, "Today, I'm telling you not to get out of bed!"

In this scene, Zhang Xuan put his back on Han Wenrou's slender waist. Regular exercise made Han Wenrou's skin extremely elastic.

"Is it beautiful?" Han Wenrou looked at Zhang Xuan with blurred eyes, and she vomited lightly orchids from her mouth.

"Beautiful." Zhang Xuan nodded unconsciously.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Han Wenrou let out a gentle breath in Zhang Xuan's ear. The next second, she felt a huge force picking up herself up and walking towards the bedroom.

Han Wenrou wrapped around Zhang Xuan's neck, and a tear fell in her eyes, "I don't want to be in the bed, I want to leave your shadow in every corner of the room."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Xuan woke up from his sleepiness in a daze.

After turning over, there was no shadow of Han Wenrou around him.

"gentle."

Zhang Xuan shouted, and no one in the room answered him.

Wearing shorts and getting up from the bed, there was no sign of Han Wenrou in the room.

On the coffee table in the living room, there is a dining plate with a fried egg on the dining plate, which has cooled down.

There was a note next to the plate. The handwriting on the note was very beautiful: I wanted to make a meal for you, but I admit that I don’t! I only know how to practice martial arts. I left and went to participate in the sharp blade assessment. The keys and other things were on the shoe cabinet. There were a few pots of flowers at home. Take good care of me. If I came back and found that the flowers were dead, believe me, you would not be able to live a better life.

"Leave?"

The words on the note made Zhang Xuan feel empty.

He turned his eyes to the balcony where there were several flower pots, and the branches had just stretched out from the soil.

Zhang Xuan recognized that these buds were the blue forget-me-not when they grew up.

Zhang Xuan picked up the key, left the door, and headed straight to the police station.

When he arrived at the police station, Zhang Xuan immediately asked Han Wenrou whereabouts.

The answer I got was that Han Wenrou went to training under the arrangement of the bureau, and the car set off half an hour ago.

Zhang Xuan called Han Wenrou and showed off the phone.

Several Mitsubishi Suvs, driving on the highway, heading towards the opposite direction of Yinzhou.

"Captain Han, once you leave this time, you won't be able to come back in one or two years. It is prohibited to use your mobile phone at will in the team. You have to grab your boyfriend and don't let him run away." Jin Xin, the captain of the Third Squad of Libra, sat in the cab and joked.

"It's okay, he will wait for me." Han Wenrou smiled slightly, and she turned her head and looked behind her. The city she had lived in for more than 20 years was getting further and further away from her.

Zhang Xuan stood in front of the Yinzhou Police Station with a lonely expression and looked quietly in the distance.

When Zhang Xuan returned home, Lin Qinghan was still asleep. Zhang Xuan did not deliberately call Lin Qinghan. He prepared a sumptuous dinner. After the meal was ready, he walked into the bedroom to wake Lin Qinghan up.

The fragrance coming downstairs attracted Lin Qinghan's attention. She sniffed her cute little nose, sat by the bed, and asked with a smile: "What delicious food did you make."

"You like to eat braised eggplant, spicy chicken, and stewed lamb, get up quickly."

"Yeah." Lin Qinghan nodded. This time, she did not ask Zhang Xuan why she was lying in the bedroom, nor did she say anything to Zhang Xuan that you are not allowed to enter my bedroom again.

When Lin Qinghan cleaned up her hair and walked downstairs, she saw that Zhang Xuan had already arranged the dishes and chopsticks and sat on the table waiting for her.

Zhang Xuan waved at Lin Qinghan: "Mr. Lin, come and eat quickly, otherwise it will be cold."

Lin Qinghan walked to the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, and pondered for two seconds, "Don't call me Mr. Lin, it seems too unfamiliar, just... just call me Qinghan."

The woman's pretty face was a little unnatural, and she felt embarrassed when she said this on her own initiative. This was the first time she took the initiative to get closer to a man.

Zhang Xuan was also stunned, and then nodded happily, "Okay, Qinghan."

This kind name made Lin Junhan smile sweetly, and in a subtle atmosphere, the two of them enjoyed dinner.

Zhang Xuan had already prepared the meal for Milan in the insulation box. After dinner, the two walked towards the hospital together.

Days pass by day.

On the fifth day after Milan's surgery, the wound on her chest almost healed.

Lin Sing-han was busy with the company affairs, and Zhang Xuan drove Lin Sing-han's Mercedes-Benz GT to the hospital and visited Milan alone.

"How is the wound? Can you be discharged from the hospital?" Zhang Xuan sat next to Milan's bed, peeling an apple.

"That..." Milan looked at Zhang Xuan with a somewhat unnatural expression, "The attending doctor said that you have to look at the wound. If there is no problem, you can be discharged from the hospital."

"Oh, okay, let's see." Zhang Xuan nodded, put down the apple, and said naturally, "Lying down."

"This..." A hint of blush appeared on Milan's face, "What do you think?"

"How do you look? Look with your eyes!" Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes.

Milan was sitting on the hospital bed, his movements were a little disgusting, because the location of his wound was so embarrassing. If he didn't know Zhang Xuan, it would be fine if he made up his mind and asked the doctor to check it out, but he knew Zhang Xuan!

Seeing Milan's twisted look, Zhang Xuan suddenly realized it. He laughed, "What are you thinking? Just show me the wound, and don't look anywhere else."
Chapter completed!