Chapter 460

In the ward, with Anne and Mu Nianqing leaving, only Luo Zheng was left.

Luo Zheng's legs are a little sore when she is standing on the edge of the bed. She glances at Bo Hancheng as if she is keeping her eyes closed and doesn't know what to leave behind.

Wait for a while, has been in silence, Luo Zheng can not help but embarrassed, simply to turn around, and then jump out of the ward.

"No conscience."

Suddenly, the man heard the movement, opened the eyes like the abyss, not light not heavy down three words.

Luo Zheng a Leng, turn round to greet the man: "what?"

"Didn't you hear me clearly?"

The thin cold city relies on there, the expression is not startled, the light restates: "say you, have no conscience small thing!"

This time, Luo Zheng is sure that he didn't hear me wrong. For a while, he was a little angry and slightly puffed up his mouth. It was pure anger.

For a moment, I didn't resist it. I said, "yes, I have no conscience. Whatever you think."

"Oh."

The man chuckles, without any emotion.

Then, with a slight lift of the eyelids, crow's black eyelashes were thick and slender, which set off a touch of elegance, but the tone was full of ridicule: "Miss Luo, this is the attitude towards benefactor? It's not sincere! "

Wordon, not waiting for the girl to answer, the voice of the man was cold: "also, for Miss Luo, do you think that I am still alive What a pity? "

Luo Zheng can hear that a man has something to say, taunting himself and biting his lips.

Then, in order to avoid losing control of emotions, he did not look at the man: "I didn't think so, you don't say anything!"

"Do you think so, you know."

Thin cold city said slowly, with a clear tone.

The atmosphere is a little depressed. Luo Zheng wriggles her lips to argue Just words to lips, and feel what excuse, all belong to futile mottle.

Simply, with his arm on the medical curator, he jumped forward: "since, what I said you don't believe, don't say it. I come up to see you. After all You save me! Now, if you don't have anything to do, it's unnecessary for me to stay... "

"Who said, I have nothing to do?"

Glancing at the young girl like a rabbit, he was about to jump to the door of the ward. Bo Hancheng's handsome face sank, and with some admonition: "I'll save you, and your reward is to knock over my porridge?"

When it comes to Mu Nianqing's porridge, Luo Zheng stops and looks back: "how dare you drink Mu Nianqing's porridge? Be careful of poisoning you! "

Thin cold city looks light, lightly asked: "poison is not poison, it's my business. Since it's you who overturned it, you should be responsible for compensation! Otherwise, you want me to be hungry? "

Luo Zheng listens, in the heart has a little to be angry, think not long ago, big uncle takes grandfather to leave, mention such a sentence.

During her stay in hospital, she will have three meals a day, and there will be Luo's servants, who will be sent to the hospital specially.

Glancing at the man again, he said casually, "pay for it, not for a bowl of porridge. Let someone make it for you."

"You do it."

Luo Zheng's voice just fell, the man followed the light two characters.

"What?"

For a moment, Luo Zheng thought he was wrong.

"What's the point of what others do? You pay for it, you should do it yourself. "

It seems that this is what men say.

It's just that Luo Zheng is so angry that he just tries to be reasonable and jumps back: "I can't make porridge..."

"Learn."

Thin cold city is concise and comprehensive, as if she didn't see it at all, and the girl is reluctant to look like it.

"I'm a patient and I need to take care of myself. You want me to learn how to make porridge?"