Mu Qinghuan finished cutting an apple and handed it to Fengcheng. Fengcheng just opened his mouth, but his hand didn't move.
The move of closing the city was obviously to let Mu Qinghuan feed him.
My fourth brother is so childish that everyone is surprised!
"What do you mean?" Save a tight blade, Mu Qinghuan want to cut him, chop him!
"I want to eat apples, you know." Feng Cheng moved his legs. His legs deliberately slipped out of the quilt, revealing the sexy lines
What's the rhythm? Do you want to seduce her?
However, she Mu Qinghuan is not a pure little girl, there is still some determination.
"Mu Qinghuan, you come to feed me..." Feng took off the sheet, and the clavicle in front of him was also exposed.
"You don't have your own hands?" What he hurt was obviously his chest, not his hand. Mu Qinghuan was really convinced. It was the first time that she saw this harmless look on his face when he was sober.
"If you move your hand, it hurts... Ah, it hurts. Do you want to kill me?" As a show, he poked the white gauze in front of him. Then, Feng Cheng cried with pain, "you cut the apples into small pieces, and then insert them into me with a toothpick."
"Are you asking too much, sir? You think too much, don't you? Dr. Wu just asked me to change your dressing, but he didn't ask me to take care of your meals! " Hold your arms in both hands, and Mu Qinghuan won't do it.
Just when Mu Qinghuan was about to turn around and leave, a group of rich second generation Qi Shushu was blocked at the door, and then Qi Shushu looked at Mu Qinghuan!
What do you mean? Bluffing her?
Forget it, Mu Qinghuan can't beat Ming Chengyu and di Erye, so he turns back and sits down, cuts the apples into pieces with a knife, and feeds them to Fengcheng.
"You can go. If you have Qinghuan to stay and take care of me," he said Fengcheng happily eats the apple, and once again gives orders to mingchengyu and dilye.
"All right, I'll go." Ming Chengyu was upset recently, and then he left.
"I'm gone, too." Dilye didn't stay either.
The rest room is quiet at last.
Feng Cheng was very satisfied and pointed to Mu Qinghuan's nose. "I don't think it's enough for me to eat an apple. I bleed too much. At least I can eat a basket. So mu Qinghuan, you should stay and take care of me..."
"..." Mu Qinghuan listened silently and didn't speak. He thought he was farting.
"Mu Qinghuan, life can not be too heartless..." Feng Cheng depressed mouth.
Mu Qinghuan is speechless. Why does she have no conscience? If she had no conscience, she would have left!
Unable to get Mu Qinghuan's response, Feng Cheng was a little worried. As soon as he was worried, he immediately coughed, and his face turned crimson.
When Lin Ziran arrived, he saw Mu Qinghuan patting Fengcheng on the back and asked him, "are you better?"
Lin Zi Ran was very surprised. How could Mu Qinghuan accompany her son?
"Ma..." is that Fengcheng first discovers Lin Ziran, and then protects Mu Qinghuan behind him, like an old hen, so that Mu Qinghuan doesn't show her face.
"I know it's her, so don't hide it. Which time is not her?" Now Linzi ran calm down to think about, son to Mu Qinghuan that mind, she is convinced.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" A headache, Fengcheng must give linziran a look, let her don't bully muqinghuan.
"I stopped by to have a look. Dr. Wu said that you had a bad cold. I'm really not at ease... Can you not let your mother worry about you as a child?" Lin Ziran sits beside the bed, and Mu Qinghuan shivers.
No way, this is a conditioned reflex, as long as there is Lin Zi Ran, Mu Qinghuan subconsciously, in the bottom of my heart to produce a kind of fear.
Lin Ziran is also helpless, "well, I didn't come here to curse, I just want to see my son. If I say you're not, my son will turn against me. "
Mu Qinghuan didn't understand what Lin Ziran meant by that, so he just kept silent.
"When I told you that last time, my son said, I said you, it's like saying he..." her eyes were crimson. Lin Ziran sniffed her nose. "Frankly speaking, you have no shortcomings. You have a good family and look good. What I don't like all the time is that my son cares too much about you. What's more, your current status... You're married. If you don't plan to divorce, Don't give my son a chance... "
"Ma!" Just put on a bad face, the closure of the city is really angry, which is so not to help the son's mother?
"You don't talk nonsense, my attitude is this, if Mu Qinghuan doesn't divorce, it's absolutely impossible between you... I already understand you..." Lin Ziran is also considering the reputation of Fengcheng.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere fell into stagnation.
It's better for mu Qinghuan to give him a response. Lin Ziran forces Mu Qinghuan to divorce
Although Fengcheng thought the same way, he felt that if he chased Mu Qinghuan and forced her to divorce, it would be a matter of minutes.
"Auntie, I'll go back after I give him the medicine." Said, Mu Qinghuan carrying bags, so left.
"Mu, Qing, Huan!" Without waiting for the city to stop, Mu Qinghuan has already carried his bag and turned to walk into the elevator.
Drooping down his face, Feng Cheng's hand covered his forehead, and his face suddenly became stiff.
"Don't you think mom did it right this time?" Lin Ziran tries to make friends with Fengcheng.
"Ma, what do you think?" The city was closed and asked.
"If a woman really loves you, she can't marry other men. Do you understand that?" Lin Ziran wants to wake up her son.
"It's a fake between them..." Feng Cheng quickly retorted.
"False?" Extremely stunned, Lin Ziran finally panicked, "Mom didn't mean to..."
"It doesn't matter..." Feng Cheng wiped his chin heavily. Then, he jumped out of bed and rushed into the elevator with bare feet.
"Come on, son!" Lin Zi Ran also has no way. At present, the only thing she can do is to cheer for her son.
Otherwise, lanfei'er is crazy and goes to the mental hospital. The Narcissus makes her feel like another lanfei'er. Maybe it's the best to let her son make a choice
Company hall.
No one thought that the usual meticulous fourth brother, wearing a white shirt, did not put on a coat, and then barefoot, ran out of the company hall.
"Fourth brother..." Tina came in fear, worried about the cold again.
"Where is she?" Standing at the gate, Feng Cheng looked around. He saw the black Baron's car. He was crazy and tried his best to rush past. He was afraid that Mu Qinghuan would never look back after a second's delay.
The car quietly stopped at the intersection, like a quiet beast. Blackness helped Mu Qinghuan open the door, "get in the car..."