Chu Yu Yi

Sure enough, the legendary movie king, hearing the three words of Qiao Ya Ruan, became a different person.

Chu Ni Yi is not a gossip, so even if he knows why Qiao Ya Ruan hates Feng Feng now, he won't tell. After all, it's someone else's business. He only cares about Shui an Luo.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Chu called and said that he was waiting for them outside the hospital.

Shui Anluo picked up his things and looked at the people who were still playing the game. "You've been chopping a trumpet for an afternoon. Don't you bother?"

Qiao Ya Ruan turned off the line and hummed.

Shuianluo resolutely shut up, as long as you don't cut her, others will cut her.

Two people out of the hospital, far away to see Chu muddy wing car, water Anluo embrace Qiao Yaran in the past.

"I said, you and your mother-in-law quarrel, Chu muddy wing help who?"

"Help me." Shui Anluo blinked, "but I haven't had a fight with my mother-in-law. She just gave me a look." The second sentence of Shui an Luo is more realistic.

Therefore, brother Chu helped her because he sympathized with the weak.

Qiao Ya Ruan: "it's..."

She forgot the abusive nature of shui'anluo, which can't be asked.

"You treat her like your mother-in-law? It seems that the madman also has no hope? " Shui Anluo smiles and goes to the side of the car and automatically opens the back door.

Qiao Ya Ruan also self-conscious, know others Chu always sit behind, she naturally won't be silly to be a light bulb.

"Bah, since he watched me quarrel with his mother without saying a word, he completely walked away from my life." Qiao Ya Ruan said, opened the door to get on, and then lowered his head to fasten the seat belt.

Shui Anluo looks up and wants to say something. The whole person is confused. What does she see?

It's not uncle Chu in the driver's seat.

"Also, let's not say anything else, just his --" Qiao Ya Ruan wanted to look back at shui'anluo, but after looking back, he suddenly looked at the driver's seat.

The man is a suit with a piece of gauze on his forehead and a faint smell of disinfectant. His handsome face can't cover his light even if it's pale. His slender fingers are on the steering wheel, and on the back of his white hand, there are slightly raised green tendons.

When did Uncle Chu change?

Shui Anluo lowers her head and touches her nose. She really doesn't know that Feng Feng will come. She just thought it was Uncle Chu's car.

Chu muddy wing calmly holding the hand of the menu continues to look at, that is before the hotel gave him the first purpose.

Qiao Ya Ruan turns back and stares at Shui an Luo resentfully.

Shui Anluo makes a blocking action on his mouth and shakes his head to show his innocence.

"Just me what?" Feng Feng suddenly asked.

Just now she said, he heard, what is called completely out of her life?

What she thought was wonderful.

Water an Luo dark rubbed looking at Chu muddy wing.

Chu muddy wing will turn the menu page, light mouth said: "drive, about seven o'clock, late is not good."

Sure enough, in terms of calmness, most people are not the opponents of brother Chu. If you look at others, it's not the same thing.

How about being late?

Who dares to say that you are late? Even if you are late, people will say: sorry, we are early!

"What do you want me to do?" Chu mud wing suddenly opens its mouth.

Shui an Luo

It's embarrassing to ask so directly.

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