Hold Zhang Jingyu's hand.
Then he cried, "I can let you hold it, but it doesn't mean I like you."
She took the initiative, Zhang Jingyu nodded contentedly, "well."
Gu Nianjia: "then hold it."
Zhang Jingyu: "..."
What a lovely baby.
Mr. Sun saw a scene in the room at the crack of the door. Her aunt smiled on her face. She closed the door firmly and said to herself, "it's finally opening up."
It's not easy to make such progress.
She is going to go downstairs and turn around. Suddenly Lin Yiqian calls out to her, "Auntie."
Sun turned around and saw Lin yishallow and Gu nianshen.
Afraid that they would go to Zhang Jingyu's ward, she said anxiously, "it's not convenient to visit now."
Then she stepped back to the door of Zhang Jingyu's ward and stopped it.
There is no silver here.
Lin yishallow knows that it must be Zhang Jingyu and Gu Nianjia that have a good picture in the room.
But this mother Zhang is really interesting and lovely.
I also think Miss Sun's action is obvious, "isn't Gu Nianjia in it?"
He has long legs and is about to go to Zhang Jingyu's ward. Lin yishallow pulls him. "What's the matter with you if she's in there?"
Thought deeply frown, "time is so long, she does not want to rest?"
Lin Yi is shallow cold hum, "what did I say just now, you forgot again?"
She'll be jealous. She'll be jealous.
Mindfulness deeply thought of what mindfulness Jia and Zhang Jingyu might do in the room. He was very manic in heart and wanted to go in and pull out mindfulness Jia.
"Zhang Jingyu is also a patient and needs a good rest," he said
Lin yishallow raised his voice, "thinking deeply!"
Angry!
A roar of thought deep rational many, very helpless to stop the pace, curl his mouth.
Lin yishallow came to him and took his hand and dragged him away.
……
The old lady of song has made some mistakes these days. Song Changwen lives in the old house of Song family these days.
She works in her study and answers her thoughtful phone. She opens her mobile photo album and encrypted photo album, which is full of girls' photos.
From small to large, girls grow up little by little, from youth to youth, clean uniforms, vigorous.
She stared at a picture of a girl making a wish in front of a birthday cake. She bent her lips and smiled, mixed with a touch of doting.
At this time, the door of the study suddenly opened.
The sound interrupted song Changwen's thoughts. Song Changwen locked the mobile phone screen and looked up at the door. He was wearing plain clothes because he was not comfortable and looked haggard.
She came in and asked song Changwen curiously, "where has Changlin been these two days? Why hasn't she come? Is it at Jiajia's? "
Song Changwen's eyes dodged for a moment, and she said casually, "I'm going on a business trip."
The old lady began to care about Jiajia again. "How is Jiajia's place?"
"I......" Song Changwen pauses, then goes on, "ready to go."
The old lady smiled and encouraged her to do so. "Well, stay with her for a few more days."
Song Changwen sipped up the corner of her mouth.
The old lady sighed, "I'm also a poor child. When it happened, the scar in my heart must be unforgettable for a while."
She said as she walked to the sofa and sat down.
Then looking at Song Changwen again, he said earnestly: "you are so tired of pretending for so many years. You are going to retire in the workplace. Let go of what you should put down in your mind. The child is also innocent."