She was so tired that she couldn't get up: "If you don't walk, you'll have blood. What's wrong with my virtue? Look, I'm not afraid of blood anymore." She also showed off.

Song Yi "cut" and handed her the plastic bag in disgust. He bought a bowl of three fresh powder for her to pack, and put it on a basket of steamed dumplings and a braised platter.

"I haven't come back just now. Have you ever called me?" She tried to sit up and open the bag and ask.

"I'm so worried, then you delete your blacklist and call and ask!"

She paused and opened the soup powder plastic shell with her little hands: "I said it was not what I added in myself, I won't do it, so as not to be misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding?" Song Yi sneered and sat up and said, "You are afraid of misunderstandings. Don't stay with the bed tonight. Are you all old lovers? You stay with your old lover's mother all night, just like serving your mother, so that your husband won't misunderstand?"

Her little face turned pale, she picked up powder with chopsticks, and raised her watery eyes gently and said, "Can I go back now?"

It’s normal for human nature. If you don’t help me, your conscience will make her unable to sleep even if you are sleeping.

Song Yi stared at each other for a few seconds, and finally lost. He waved his hand irritably: "Eat yours, hurry up."

In the end, this situation is not about myself, and I can't feel the pain and entanglement. Song Yi secretly scolded herself for being mean, but after thinking about it, she sneered and asked her: "Are you so afraid of your husband? Just listen if he doesn't allow you to contact him. If you don't disobey him in such a small matter, should I say he is too perverted or are you too unreliable?"

Lin Yitong was amused by her and held the somewhat hot plastic bowl in her little hand and said, "Whatever you want."

Then he raised his shimmering eyes and whispered: "Thank you."

Song Yi curled his lips and said nothing.

After finally recovering a little temperature and physical strength, her slender eyelashes were a little uncomfortable with the mist. She took the lid and covered it gently and said, "I will explain it to him clearly."

It's the same sooner or later.

...

At night, he leaned against Gu's mother and lay down gently. Looking at the instrument's sometimes stable and sometimes jumping data, he felt uneasy when he closed his eyes. He woke up and slept and had a very uncomfortable sleep. Suddenly he remembered that day, Huo Siran sneered and said to her: "I miss me? I thought of a phone call, but I didn't have a message, Tongtong, huh?"

She took out her cell phone and flipped through the address book, turned to the location of "Hosran", and carefully sent a text message, "What are you doing?"

After a long time, I waited until I was about to fall asleep but didn't respond. I actually received a text message saying it was not delivered and the other party was not in the service area.

She was stunned for a moment, got up and walked out of the ward, and called out the phone, but she really didn't hear the "beep" sound that was connected.

Maybe the signal is bad...she thought.

After exhausting his courage, he suddenly felt very tired and tired all over. He walked in gently, lay down on the edge of the hospital bed and found a comfortable position to fall asleep. It felt like atonement. Even though his muscles and bones could not be stretched out, he felt comfortable in his heart. He felt that this seemed to have relieved some of the sins.

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

Once again, he was out of customs and was in a bad mood, or it could be said that he was very bad.

Lu Qing felt that this trip was worth it, so that he would not believe what he had said to someone many times before. He had to go there in person before accepting it. Then he was like this all the way back, not talking or paying attention. When he asked him when he would go back to Kyoto, he only said that he would go to Huo Ye’s tomb first and then go back.
Chapter completed!