Sheng Ling returned to his senses and hurriedly said: "The first two items are definitely counted. It's not just a simple like, it is already love! But the last item..."
Yu Qinghuan raised her eyebrows: "Why, if you are sorry, you are not allowed to retaliate?"
"No, no...Of course! But I won't be sorry for you."
"Ha ha!"
"Okay." He also knew her point of view, so he didn't argue with her. "The last item is also like it. It is already at the level of hate because of love."
When Yu Qinghuan heard this, he gave him an uncomfortable look: "After that, don't mess around!"
"No, no..." Sheng Lingren shook his head excitedly, "Absolutely stop making trouble! From now on... I will treat you well and not make you angry anymore."
"Heh... I said the same before." Yu Qinghuan snorted dissatisfiedly.
Sheng Ling was full of guilty conscience and stuffed flowers into her hands: "Here you are! From now on--"
I will buy you a lot.
Before this sentence came out, Yu Qinghuan suddenly threw the flower back.
Sheng Ling was dumbfounded: "What's the matter?"
"I, no, want!" Yu Qinghuan declared word by word.
"Why?!" Sheng Ling asked excitedly. Could it be...she still doesn't like herself?
Yu Qinghuan took up his hand and said solemnly: "Didn't you say-if someone gives me a rose, don't you take it?"
Sheng Lingren: "..."
"..."
"I was wrong!" He rushed to admit his mistake, "I gave it, you can accept it."
"The first time I received flowers, I don't know what to do~" Yu Qinghuan said distressedly, "I think I should go online and post a post to ask netizens!"
"Wife!" Sheng Lingren hugged her, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
He didn't know how many "I was wrong" he said in one breath, and swore: "I will send you flowers every day~"
"It's not rare for me to send me every day~"
"That month and month?"
"Ask me about this!" Yu Qinghuan shouted.
"Ah--" there was a sudden exclaim from the stairs.
The two looked over and saw Sheng Nanxuan and Sheng Xixi hiding there.
Yu Qinghuan’s voice was too loud just now, and Sheng Xixi was taken aback. Now they looked over, Sheng Xixi was even more frightened, and when he got up, he ran downstairs.
Sheng Nanxuan hurried to catch up: "You be careful—"
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile, grabbed the flower from Sheng Lingren's hand, and slapped him on the head in an angry manner: "You have a good head!"
"Huh?" Sheng Ling's face was puzzled, what did he lead?
Yu Qing happily caressed Rose, and said quietly: "Last time Nan Xuan was a wife and slave, and he treated his wife very well. At that time, no one taught him, and he taught himself to become a talent. It's fine now. I see you like this every day. I don't know in the future. How frantic!"
"Is this not good?" Sheng Lingren smiled, put his arm around her from behind, and asked with a smile, "So, are you satisfied with my performance?"
Yu Qinghuan glanced at him and nodded: "It is indeed-still, fortunate, full, and satisfied!"
Sheng Ling was in a daze: Still satisfied? That is, not very satisfied?
He hurriedly said: "I will keep doing my best!"
She pushed him away: "Go to dinner!"
...
When Yu Qingliu came out of the operating room, his stomach was flat.
The operation was carried out from 9 am to 2 pm. His spirits have been kept highly concentrated. He also held a scalpel steadily in his hand. He could not stop to rest and eat in the middle of the operation. All his energy has been exhausted at this moment.
He badly needs rest and meals!
(To be continued~^~)