Yi Qiao pushes Mo Beiting away from her and raises his hand to block her.

Fork into the meat, Yi Qiao can't help "ah" cry, pain cold sweat down!

Lu ran didn't expect that Yi Qiao would block her. She was annoyed with her heartache. She raised her hand several times and put it down again. It seemed that she was going to check her injury, but she didn't dare.

Mo Beiting had a gloomy face. He thought he would tear her heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Yiqiao, do you want to protect him?"

If the fork was stuck on her, it would cost her some medical expenses at most, but if it hurt Mo Beiting, the people of Mo family would not give up.

"The third brother wants to vent his anger. Isn't it better to see blood than to satirize me?"

Third brother.

Familiar people call him that, but no one can make his heart slightly tight because of a title like Shen Yiqiao.

"What's the matter?"

"You are in a bad mood. Isn't it because I asked my lawyer to send a lawyer's letter to your sister-in-law today? That little girl will probably be very angry and call your girlfriend to complain. The big dancer probably knows about your infidelity at this moment. She is dying with you. "

He narrowed his eyes. Chen Baimo is really making trouble with him now. However, their relationship has dropped to the freezing point since last time: "so, you mean it?"

"Well, after all, I don't have any position in San Shao's mind. If I don't have to be careful, I'm afraid I can only watch you on TV in the future."

With a mind can be so calm, it is estimated that only Shen Yi Qiao!

Other women, which one is not hiding, for fear that he will see that kind of mind.

"Why do you have to marry me?" he asked

Yi Qiao's arm was numb with pain, and her face was white. She lifted her injured hand and leaned against his arms. "Third brother must be at this time, let me say the reason?"

Mo Beiting pursed her lips and picked her up.

In the evening, the emergency department was also overcrowded, queuing up for registration, cleaning the wound, dressing the wound with medicine, giving an injection of tetanus, and opening two bottles of anti-inflammatory drops.

It's more than three o'clock when I lie in the hospital bed.

The liquid flows into the blood vessel along the needle, cool!

The ward is full of people like her who lie down for infusion. It's very noisy. Mo Beiting goes outside to smoke. She lies on the bed and gradually falls asleep.

She dreamed of Lu Yan.

Standing in the sunflower sea painting, white cotton shirt, black mountaineering pants, elegant features, lips with a smile.

On the canvas, sunflower meets the sky, and she stands in the middle of this sea of flowers, laughing!

Mo Beiting finished smoking and stood outside for a while before he came in. Then he saw Yi Qiao lying on his side asleep.

She had a restless sleep, her eyes turned very fast, her body suddenly trembled, and she sat up from the bed.

Fragile, sad, painful, and so on all the negative emotions, in her eyes clearly exposed, her calm breathing, a look up, you can see the man standing by the bed.

His eyes were so deep that they were black by the light!

Yi Qiao is in a panic by him in the heart, "what did I say?"

Although she doesn't have the habit of talking in her sleep, the dream just now is too real. What she dreams about is her best past. It's inevitable that she won't get out of control.

"Called a man's name."

Yi Qiao stares at him, has obvious alert.

After a while, she collapsed, "sorry."

No refutation, that's it!

Mo Beiting stared at her deeply and coldly, "thinking of other men in front of his own man, eh? Shen Yiqiao, how are you

Yi Qiao raised his head and laughed at him: "you are not..."

"I agree to get married. I'll see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at ten tomorrow morning."

His expression was cold, and there was no joy and excitement of getting married at all. Looking at her eyes was the same as looking at a stranger, without fluctuation.

But what's the point? He agreed!

Get married.

That's enough.

After that, step by step.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll have the driver pick you up here."

"No, I'll go by myself."

He didn't force, "OK."

After Mo Beiting left, Yi Qiao didn't feel sleepy. She left the hospital after a few drops.