Chapter 1707

Name:Thorny First Marriage Author:Basho
"Take you to breakfast."

"You don't want to hold my hand?"

Even in front of Xiaozhuang and Zhuang die, I won't give him face at all.

Why did he hold my hand, hypocritical.

I went to breakfast with them.

Bread, milk, butter, fried eggs and raw ham look good.

I sat upright and looked straight ahead. I sat on my chair with my legs crossed like an old monk.

Zhuang die asked me strangely, "sister sang Yu, why don't you eat?"

"I want beef noodles." I smiled at Liang Ge.

I know I'm unreasonable. I'm just unreasonable. What's the matter?

I was very hungry in the morning, but now I'm a little hungry, but I can't eat any more.

Zhuang die looked at me sadly, while I looked at Liang Ge triumphantly

I guess he'll say ignore me. If he says so, I'll accuse him of being too cold to me.

But Liang Ge asked Xiaozhuang, "do you have beef and beef bones?"

"Yes, there's everything in the fridge."

"It's very convenient." what does Liang Ge mean? Is he going to make beef noodles for me?

Nothing to pay attention to, or he pretended to be so gentle and considerate to me in front of his friends.

Liang Ge is a masked man. I should have seen through his true face early in the morning.

When Liang Ge finished asking me, he got up and went to the kitchen without asking me.

After a while, he poked his head out of the kitchen and said to me, "otherwise, you should eat something to cushion your stomach first. I'll cook beef soup with beef bones. It's estimated that it will take several hours."

"Are you serious?" I asked him.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Well, since he wants to play, why don't I play with him.

I readily agreed to cooperate with him in his performance.

Liang Ge is busy in the kitchen. I'm hungry.

Left hand butter bread, right hand mixed juice, eat well.

After eating, Zhuang die said he would take me to the pasture.

On the endless grass, after I took a few steps, I felt my head ache all over.

In the scorching sun, I looked at Zhuang die's pale skin in the sun. I asked her, "is such a large amount of exercise OK?"

"It's not a big amount of exercise." Zhuang die narrowed her eyes with a smile. "I came to the farm with my brother during the summer vacation. I also helped him feed cattle. I'm not tired at all."

"Oh." I laughed with him, but I didn't laugh. I didn't say anything, so I asked her about her condition: "your brother is so rich. It shouldn't be so difficult to find bone marrow matching according to reason. How long have you been waiting?"

"My blood is a little special." Zhuang die mentioned her condition, which was heartless and not sad at all.

"What blood type? Is it panda blood?"

"Yes, there are few chances that an ordinary blood type can match, not to mention my blood type. But the doctor said that my recent situation is very stable, so I am confident that I can wait for the person who matches me."

I saw the sweat on the tip of Zhuang die's nose, and suddenly remembered that I was panda blood.

The little alarm bell in my heart sounded immediately. Is it difficult, it won't be

I looked back and subconsciously looked at Xiaozhuang and Liang Ge who were coming to us. A suspicious voice sounded in my heart.

Maybe it's Liang Ge. The thief knows I'm panda blood. He wants to help Zhuang die find a match, so he tricked me here.

Very likely. The more I think about it, the more likely it is.

A mercenary businessman like Liang Ge, I believe a ghost should not believe that he is so kind to take me out to relax.

He must have a plan, otherwise why did the small villa come here?

I visited Xiaozhuang on Baidu last night. He is not simple. There are many vineyard farms abroad, and there are oil fields in the Middle East. He cooperates with Liang Ge.

So such a rich man's time is race against the clock. How can you waste so much time to milk with me and cook beef bone soup with Liang Ge?

Tut tut Tut, my little fox was almost plotted by these two beautiful male foxes.

What now?

My Sangyu blood is very precious. I will never match it. If I match it, I have to dedicate my own bone marrow.

I sang Yu have never been so great. Looking at them smiling closer and closer to me, I seem to see two big syringes stabbing into my body.

What now? What should I do?

I keep muttering in my heart, but as the saying goes, I won't move if the enemy doesn't move.

As long as they don't mention it, I'll pretend to be stupid.

I looked at Liang Ge coming to me, and I looked coldly at each other.

"Where's my beef noodles?"

"The beef bone soup is still boiling. It will take at least two or three hours. You can only wait for lunch."

A bowl of beef bone soup and a piece of beef noodles are trying to cheat me on Sangyu's bone marrow?

He thinks I'm a fool. I won't be fooled if I kill him.

I smiled and walked slowly forward.

The green lawn like a piece of flannel is endless, as if it will never end. A large number of cattle and sheep are eating grass.

I was wondering how long it would take them to chew up this big lawn.

Liang Ge came to me and handed me a bottle of water.

He was so considerate that I didn't even thank him. So I took a drink and he screwed the bottle cap on me.

After drinking, I suddenly felt something wrong and spit it out again.

Zhuang die and Xiao Zhuang both wondered and asked me, "what's the matter? What's wrong?"

Instead, Liang Ge calmly answered for me: "she's worried that I'm poisoning in the water."

Well, good. He knows me very well.

So it means that Liang Ge is difficult to deal with.

Looking at the fantastic expressions of brother and sister Xiaozhuang, I told them with a smile: "this is my daily life with Liang Ge."

Xiao Zhuang smiled awkwardly. I went straight ahead and saw a blonde brother with a lawn mower in front.

I whistled and the little brother turned his head. I was shocked.

Wow, he really looks like wow.

The typical European looks, blonde and green eyes, reminds me of the nickname of the character in a martial arts novel called Bi Bi Bi Yan fox.

Why are there all foxes around me?

He looks so energetic. He looks very young, about eighteen or nine years old.

I whistled again, and the little European brother happily put down the lawn mower and ran to us.

"Hi, he speaks to us in English.

He should not be able to speak Chinese. I happen to be able to speak English, which doesn't prevent me from chatting with the handsome boy.

It seems that the importance of knowing a foreign language is reflected here.

"My name is sang Yu." I told myself.

"My name is VIV."