"The wound behind you It's not as bad as a fall when I walk. "
Lausanne resisted the urge to bite him.
Thanks to her at that time, she looked at the way he was pushed out. She wrapped a large piece of gauze on her back. She thought that there were many scars on her back. She was so sad that she almost cried.
As a result, a small piece of skin was scratched, and it was estimated that half of his fingers were not long enough.
That's very kind of him.
"I didn't expect that the hospital's technology is good, not only let the skin heal quickly, even the scar is almost gone."
"You can lie with your eyes open," Lausanne sneered and turned away.
Annual Ting grabbed her wrist, took her into her arms, lip sticking to the edge of her ears, voice was hoarse, "I admit, I lied to you, I want to make you heartache, but at that time, I had no other way but to use bitter meat."
Lausanne was not angry and asked, "that hospital also cooperates with you?"
"Well," diannian Ting nodded, "when I was in the emergency room, I told the doctor that I loved you for ten years. This time you are going abroad. I tried my best to chase you and keep you. I chased you for three blocks before I had an accident. I want to make myself worse. Maybe you will stay for me."
“……”
Lausanne was speechless for a long time.
It's a pity that he won't be a screenwriter.
"Well, I'm finally well. I'll take you to Luoting noodle shop and have a meal there tonight," said Mr. Nian quickly.
Speaking of Luoting noodle shop, Lausanne's heart was more than half sweet, and he didn't care about it.
This is Lausanne's first visit to Luoting noodle restaurant, which is the largest in Xiacheng. It is the first time for Lausanne to go. The noodle shop has more than 100 square meters. It has antique decoration and is very distinctive. It can't be said to be a particularly exquisite one, but it is clean and comfortable.
It happened to be the off-duty time. There were quite a lot of people inside, including 40 or 50 people.
For my wife, it's my first time to eat noodles in the noodle shop. I hope it's the first time for my wife to have a date in the noodle shop.
After the inscription: ting.
Lausanne looked at the "ting" word.
At that moment, she suddenly had the feeling that her life was complete.
Heart also seems to eat countless sugar, sweet silk.
Who dares to say that his emotional intelligence is low, quietly made such a big noodle shop for a few years their love.
How many women would envy her to die.
"When will I It's your wife. "After watching for a while, Lausanne took his hand and looked back at him coyly.
"Sooner or later," annual Ting hook lips around her, "and said that the wife publicity stunt will be better."
"Is this your writing?"
"Yes," he nodded. "I wrote the words in this shop by myself. Other stores have printed the template of this store."
"I don't know when you can write calligraphy," said Lausanne with emotion and admiration. "Your handwriting is beautiful."
"Of course, when I was eight years old, my grandfather taught me how to practice calligraphy. I know more about it. It's just that I usually keep a low profile and don't like to show off, so you can dig it out slowly," he took her to the front table.
"It's a good business," Lausanne looked around. "I don't think noodles are expensive, but I remember the one you bought last time was very expensive."
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