Chapter 269

It turns out that this is Yang Zijun.

Xiang Nuan can't use words to describe the woman in front of her. She is not human, but her back is still straight, her eyebrows are still heroic and firm, and her eyes are still calm and wise.

She is not really that kind of beauty. She is not now. I'm afraid she was not before she was ill. But she is so quiet sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a suit, carrying a thin only a layer of skin on the skeleton of the face, still can give people a calm and sharp feeling. No matter what kind of situation, she can give people a sense of sureness when she sits there.

Muye has the same temperament.

Xiang Nuan can imagine that if Yang Zijun was not ill and stood beside Mu ye in a military uniform, he would definitely be two people who seemed to fit even their hair.

"You know me." Yang Zijun picked his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

To warm a spirit, slow down, quickly shake his head. "No, I just think you look a little like one of my classmates."

It's a lousy Street story.

Xiang Nuan didn't notice that Yang Zijun didn't use an inquiring tone. That's a positive sentence.

"Well, I'm sorry to disturb you. Goodbye. "

Turn around to warm, step forward in a hurry, walk as fast as someone chasing behind.

Yang Zijun looked thoughtfully at her back. Her brain turned quickly, peeling off the cocoon and pulling out the truth.

It is said that Muye is married.

It turned out that he married such a gentle and lovely daughter-in-law

To make sure that the other party can no longer see himself, Xiang Nuan stops breathlessly, and then finds that his car is still in the parking lot of the hospital.

What a pig brain!

Behind him is a big tree. It takes two steps to warm up and leans against the trunk. My mind is full of Yang Zijun's appearance, just like a short and pithy video in the state of circular play, how can't stop.

After completely calming down, Xiang Nuan went back to the hospital parking lot to pick up the car.