Chapter 312

CEN Qinghe was deliberately drowning her worries by drinking wine. She was unconscious after drinking. She didn't know how to get back to the hotel. Even if she beat people in the dining place, she had no impression at all.

Sleeping in the dark, her pillow cell phone rang one after another for many times. Then she frowned and had a little reaction.

She was soft all over, and her head was heavy. She could hardly open her eyes and vaguely felt the location of the mobile phone. She didn't see the caller clearly on the screen, so she just tried to open the connect button.

"Hello?"

"You sleep in a hotel? I just called you several times, didn't you hear me? "

The familiar voice came from the mobile phone. Cen Qinghe was familiar with it, but he couldn't identify himself for a moment, so he just whispered.

The other side added: "we all thought you were with your boss all the time. I don't know if you went back to the hotel to sleep. Would you like to come to the hospital? Your friend came to see the milk“

CEN Qinghe closed his eyes and his head was very heavy, but he also heard Cen Qingqing's voice. The bottom of my heart secret way, pan Jiale and Xing Xiaoru have gone to see her milk, how come again.

When the lip opened, she whispered back, "you tell them to wait for me for a while. I'll go now."

CEN Qingqing didn't hang up. Instead, she lowered her voice mysteriously and said, "elder sister, when you come back this time, you also know about Xiao Rui's injury and hospitalization, don't you?"

CEN Qinghe:

Suddenly hear Cen Qingqing mention Xiao Rui's name, she did not immediately make a sound, first alcohol paralysis brain, let her reaction than usual to be slow; Second, she was surprised. How did Cen Qingqing know? Did she see it?

After a few seconds, she calmly replied: "you don't care about other people's affairs."

CEN Qingqing has seen Cen Qinghe with Xiao Rui. If it wasn't for her complaint, Xu Li wouldn't have known that Cen Qinghe was stealing objects outside; Fortunately, cen Qingqing didn't dare to mention her name to Xu Li, otherwise Cen Qinghe would beat her.

CEN Qingqing knows Xiao Rui, so she is more convinced that Cen Qinghe's coming back this time, not just for her operation.

She said: "I didn't want to get involved in your business. It was Xiao Rui who suddenly came. I realized that you were talking about a friend who was hospitalized and he was the one. I wish I could call you and ask if you want to come here. If you don't want to come, I'll call you

CEN Qingqing voice down, cen Qinghe heart suddenly click, Xiao Rui to see her milk?

After waking up two-thirds, cen Qinghe turned over and sat up from the soft quilt.

Nothing to say to Cen Qingqing, she just said in a deep voice: "I'll go now."

Finish saying, didn't wait for Cen Qingqing's answer, cen Qinghe looked at the mobile phone screen, black, she pressed the next button, found that there is no power, so shut down.

The whole room is almost completely black, only the window through the curtain, dimly visible outside the street lamp light.

CEN Qinghe got out of bed and quickly cleaned up. He didn't bring his mobile phone and went directly to the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital ward, only Cen Haijun and Cen Qingqing were in the small living room. When she saw Cen Qinghe, cen Haijun said hello to her, "here we are."

CEN Qinghe answered and said, "where's the milk?"

CEN Haijun said: "you have a friend who is chatting with you. Please come in."

CEN Qingqing's meaningful eyes look at Cen Qinghe's face. Cen Qinghe doesn't see it. He goes through the small living room and pushes open the door of the inner room. At first, he sees the old man lying on the hospital bed. The man sitting on the chair under the hospital bed, dressed in blue and white hospital clothes, with a clear face, is Xiao Rui.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, they looked at the door at the same time. The old man said in a voice, "jiao'er."

"Milk."

She stepped in and closed the door.

Xiao Rui should have come by himself, because two pairs of crutches are standing at the end of the bed.

CEN Qinghe went to the bedside of the sick man, during which he inevitably looked at him more.

The old man lying on the bed took the initiative to say, "jiao'er, look at your high school classmate. He bought so many things to see the milk. Milk didn't know that he was hospitalized in the accident. You didn't say that. Otherwise, we must go and have a look."

CEN Qinghe's eyes fell on Xiao Rui. He looked at the old man and said with a smile, "grandma, you're welcome. I'm a junior. I should come to see you."

The old man looked at Cen Qinghe again and said in a voice, "you high school classmate are so good. Come and chat with me. I asked him if his legs hurt. Do you need to find a more comfortable chair for him to sit down? He doesn't need to."

CEN Qinghe knew that with Xiao Rui's temperament, if he knew that her milk was also hospitalized here, he would definitely come to visit, but he didn't expect that he would come by himself.

Before, Yang LuChen said that he would be in a cold sweat when he walked two steps. She had to walk a few minutes from his ward to this ward. How did he come here alone?

At the bottom of her heart, she looked at Xiao Rui and asked, "how did you come here alone, Jiale and Daru?"

Xiao Rui looked back at Cen Qinghe and said calmly, "they've been taking care of me in the hospital recently. I'm afraid they can't sleep well. Let them go back to the hotel first and come later."

Casual a word, cen Qinghe already understood his meaning, he is intentionally supported others.

"Jiao'er, take a stool and sit down. Don't stand." The old man loved Cen Qinghe, took her hand and looked up at her.

CEN Qinghe didn't dare to show the slightest uncomfortable appearance in front of the old man, only answered calmly.

When she turned to get the stool, the old man asked, "where did you have dinner with your leader in the afternoon?"

Old people can say whatever they want, and they have no scruples, that is, they ask casually. Xiao Rui smell speech, but is the side head of instinct to see to Cen Qinghe's direction.

CEN Qinghe turned his back to them, his face slightly changed, but when he took the stool and turned back, he was calm and said truthfully, "I invited him to eat Northeast specialty, which is similar to farmhouse music."

The old man asked, "is he used to eating?"

She said with a smile, "I'm used to it. He tastes northerly."

The old man nodded, then looked at Xiao Rui and explained to him seriously, "my great granddaughter is really very filial. I heard that I was hospitalized. Now I came back from Binhai by plane for more than seven hours. It happened that her leader also came here on business. Yesterday she came to see me. Today they went out to eat."

Xiao Rui nodded with a smile and said in a soft voice, "Qinghe has a deep relationship with you. When I went to school, I always mentioned you to us, saying that you raised her from childhood and that you can't speak without her."

The old man took up the conversation and began to tell Xiao Rui why she brought Cen Qinghe to her side to raise her. How many interesting things and how many difficult things were there when she raised her so big

CEN Qinghe and Xiao Rui are sitting on both sides of the bed. She quietly holds the old man's hand and listens to her chatting with Xiao Rui. Xiao Rui listens more and talks less, occasionally says a few words, but all of them can talk about the old man's heart.

CEN Qinghe couldn't help but think that in the past, she would tell Xiao Rui many stories about her and her milk, including what she told him now. Xiao Rui had heard them several times, but he still sat there patiently, docile and polite. What he didn't know, he thought he was the future grandson-in-law of the old man.

In the middle of the way, cen Qingqing once had a good letter to come in twice. When she saw Xiao Rui's expression, she was obviously full of meaning. She came in and took a fruit or something useless, and then went out.

CEN Qinghe knew that when Xiao Rui came to see her milk, she still knew the position of her milk in her mind. Even if he can't be a couple, he still puts her first in his heart.

Unconsciously, it has been more than an hour since Cen Qinghe came in.

The nurse knocked on the door and gave the old man evening anti-inflammatory drugs.

CEN Navy also followed in, and he kindly reminded: "Mom, my child is in hospital now. After chatting for such a long time, I'm probably tired. Let Qinghe take him back to the ward later, and you can have a rest."

The old man took the medicine, smell speech, busy to Xiao Rui way: "tired?"

Xiao Rui replied with a smile, "No

CEN Qinghe took the initiative to stand up and said in a voice: "milk, I'll send him back first, and come to accompany you later."

"Come on, let's go."

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From the floor where Cen Qinghe was, he took the elevator up two floors and went back to his room. After entering the door, Shang Shaocheng felt that his heart was empty, not only empty, but also with the itching of scratching his heart and lungs.

He wanted to scratch, but he didn't know where the itch was. Finally, he reluctantly admitted that he was itching.

After sweating, Shang Shaocheng took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath. He deliberately adjusted the water temperature a little cooler, not afraid of catching a cold, because now his whole body is hot.

The fine water droplets from the top of his head sprinkle on his head. Then, along his dark hair, they slide over his beautiful face, delicate clavicle, strong chest and abdominal texture of chocolate blocks and Mermaid lines, and finally converge to a thick place, and then flow down in wisps

When she closed her eyes, her head was full of Cen Qinghe's face. She was sitting in front of him with a strange look, a sharp mouth, a curling mouth, a red face, an open waist, and a curling up beside him.

The obsession at the bottom of my heart can't be quenched by the cold water on my body. Instead of being quenched, it is becoming more and more intense.

Shang Shaocheng felt that he was suffering from a strain somewhere. He suddenly regretted that he had never been a good man. Today, he was Liu Xiahui; But then again, I know I can't help it, so I cut off my way as soon as possible. If I want her when she is drunk and unconscious, even if it's consensual, it's estimated that with her temper, I won't take Joe when I wake up.

Ah, forget it, endure for a while, not for calm, just for better outbreak in the future.

He turned off the water, wiped his body and came out of the bathroom. Shang Shaocheng opened his quilt and lay on the bed. He thought about Cen Qinghe for a while and was happy for a while. He was also a man who had drunk a lot of wine. He was confused and soon fell asleep.