The red and white skirt, no matter in style or collocation, is very similar to the old photo of their own.
Liang qiange stares at the skirt for a while and then puts his eyes on Sheng Shumian's face.
Sheng Shumian didn't see her at this time. She was seeing the old man on the doctor's bed.
Sheng Shumian doesn't seem to dare to come in. She just stands at the door and looks at Sheng Yuanzheng's eyes. She hesitates with some yearning, just like a common younger generation who yearns for the care of her ancestors.
Sheng Yuanzheng's expression is very cold, he found that after Sheng Shumian came, his face did not soften, and became colder and colder.
Even Lin Sen is shocked. Lin Sen doesn't expect Sheng Shumian to come here without saying hello. Now the whole room is blacklisted here. Mrs. Lian Sheng and Sheng Jingmin want to keep a vigil for their husband. Lin Sen persuades them to go back. But Sheng Shumian is so brave that he comes directly.
Didn't she know she wasn't welcomed here?
Lin Sen frowned. He was afraid that his husband would be hurt by his anger just after he woke up. He urged Sheng Shumian to speak in the corridor.
The door is not closed. People inside can see more or less the situation outside.
Liang qiange saw Sheng Shumian couldn't hold her head up. She bit her lips wrongly, her eyes watery, and her small hands were afraid to mix together.
Liang qiange thinks that Sheng Shumian should act. Her acting skills are so good that she can cheat herself.
Lin Sen didn't know what to say to Sheng Shumian. Sheng Shumian's face became whiter and darker. After a while, Linsen seemed to be defeated. He walked in calmly, but Sheng Shumian followed him and walked in.
Liang qiange raised his eyebrows.
Lin Sen reached Sheng Yuanzheng's ear and said something to him.
Sheng Yuanzheng's face is still not good-looking, but after listening to Lin Sen's words, he raised his eyes and swept toward Sheng Shumian.
Sheng Shumian also walked into the middle of the room. She carefully took an object out of her bag, leaned over and put it on the bedside table. She said to Sheng Yuanzheng, "grandfather I know you don't want to see me. My father asked me to send it. He saw the news and was worried about your illness. "
Sheng Yuanzheng sneered coldly and ignored her.
Sheng Shumian bit his lip and said, "he said that he can't go back to the company to deal with official business now. In this USB flash drive, there are some project information that the company is processing recently. If you don't want to give it to elder brother, you can Arrange it for someone you trust... "
Sheng Yuanzheng or did not speak, also did not look at the U disk on the bedside table.
Sheng Shumian buried his head again and said timidly, "well, I'll go first Take care of yourself. "
Sheng Shumian really left, as if to this trip, really just to send something.
Sheng Yuanzheng's face has been very bad, Sheng Shumian's appearance, let his mood fall to the trough, even see Liang qiange's joy, did not dilute this restlessness.
Liang qiange doesn't want to stay any longer, but he looks outside the corridor and suddenly says to Bo Xiushen, "I'll go to the bathroom."
Thin Xiushen frowned and looked at her. After a moment, she said, "I will accompany you."
Liang qiange shook his head: "no, you look at the translator." She said and went straight out.
The public restroom on this floor is at the end of the corridor. When Liang qiange walked in, he did not accidentally see Sheng Shumian, who was mending lipstick, in front of the washing table.
Sheng Shumian didn't seem surprised to see her appear. She even chuckled and the whole face was fresh.
She tightened the lipstick, put it in the bag, turned to look at Liang qiange, tilted her head, and gave her a sweet smile: "you are coming."
Liang qiange, with a cold face, looked at the rest of the bathroom.
Sheng Shumian reclined on the edge of the hand washing table and said leisurely, "no one."
Liang qiange turned and locked the door of the bathroom.
Sheng Shumian saw her do this, as if to be please, the whole person can't restrain the hand washing table to laugh, she laughs very happy, happy to tremble.
Liang qiange looks at Sheng Shumian, and her eyes fall on her red and white plaid skirt again.
Sheng Shumian noticed, lowered his head to pull his skirt, asked: "good-looking?"
Liang qiange casually walked to the washing table, stopped in front of the faucet next to Sheng Shumian, put his hand under the induction faucet, and the cold water column immediately washed down.
Sheng Shumian comes closer to her.
Liang qiange did not move.
Sheng Shumian went directly to Liang qiange, then leaned over to her face and gently asked, "I ask you, how good it looks."
Liang qiange had no waves and no waves on his face. He just looked up at the reflection of the two people in the mirror and said coldly, "ugly dead."
"Hee." Sheng Shumian laughed again. Obviously she was belittling her, but she was laughing as if she was praising her. She stepped back a little, turned to face the mirror, took care of her skirt with her slender fingers, and said casually, "of course, it's not as good-looking as you are. It's a pity that you are so lovely that I didn't see it."Liang qiange frowned and looked at her.
Sheng Shumian also turned to her and said with a smile, "you are so brave."
Liang qiange washed his hands and took a piece of paper. While wiping his hands, he asked, "how do you say that?"
"Are you not afraid of me?"
Liang qiange will wipe the paper towel into the garbage can, turn, eyebrows pick, high on the arrogant Sheng Shumian: "do you deserve?"
Sheng Shumian has been smiling face, now finally cold down.
She looked at the locked bathroom door.
Just take back his eyes, the opposite Liang qiange has approached her, close to her.
Sheng Shumian squints and finally gets a little serious.
"Tut tut." Liang qiange lowered his head and raised his scallion fingers. He swept the tassels on the shoulder of his long sleepless skirt. His eyes were filled with a sneer: "Dongshi imitates his frown. Ugliness is added to ugliness."
"Ha ha." Sheng Shumian smiles again. Her height is a little shorter than liang qiange. They stand close together. She needs to lift her neck to see her.
Liang qiange said faintly: "like to challenge me, do you? Why did you stand next to Bo Xiushen just now
That careful machine is seen through, Sheng Shumian is not angry, but very happy: "why, your feelings are not very good? So insecure? "
Liang qiange stepped back a little, carefully looked up and down Sheng Shumian, then slowly said, "you may not be clear, what you bring me is not pressure, not tension, not fear, but disgust."
So, Liang qiange's face really showed a disgusting expression. It was a kind of disgust that people could see at a glance. It was physiological disgusting: "we always had a chance to calculate the previous accounts slowly, but Sheng Shumian, I need to remind you, if you dare to approach Bo Xiushen again..."
She leaned over a little, put her head next to Sheng Shumian, put it to her ear, and whispered, "I don't mind using unconventional means to solve our problems."
Sheng Shumian opened his mouth and was about to speak. The next moment, the whole scalp was as painful as being burst.
She was forced to look up at the woman in front of her.
Liang qiange fastens Sheng Shumian's hair root, makes the strength as if to lift her up, lets her look at oneself, then coldly asks: "understand?"
Sheng Shumian just looked at her and listened to her talk. After being stunned, a pair of eyes were extremely excited.