The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

After saying this, she felt a little regretful again. The degree of difficulty of this matter is too high. He is a living person, how could he not let others know of his existence.

She wrinkled her face and wanted to take back what she had just said.

Looking at the clothes on his body, an absurd thought suddenly flashed in her mind, she said eagerly, "How did you get that dress?" Could it be that he was naked?

After asking, I suddenly felt that I was evil.

At worst, just wrap around the quilt, he is not a fool, how could he go out naked?

The man didn't speak, but just looked at her lightly.

She felt that the current atmosphere was very awkward.

Just, say, "What's your name?"

She still doesn't know what his name is. This is a problem, and she doesn't even know what to call him.

He withdrew his gaze, and said in a calm tone, "No name."

"How come you don't have a name?" She didn't believe a word. It is impossible for a person to live without a name. She asked a little cautiously, "You are not some kind of gangster who is wanted everywhere, right?"

When she thought that he came out of prison and killed three people last night, and she left such a man in her home, she suddenly felt her heart go cold. What are these things?

He raised his brows, and it wasn't until he finally had an expression-like reaction that she finally realized that his face was still very pale, even with an unhealthy blue color.

It seems that it is not a day or two for him not to take this body seriously.

"If yes, what are you going to do? Call the police? Send me back to prison?"

She looked at him for a few minutes, didn't speak, turned around, and walked into the kitchen.

She is very busy and has to go to work, so she doesn't have time to talk to him about such a deep topic. She can't send him back to prison. She sighed silently. Although she has always had an unclear relationship with Yemen, she has always All good citizens.

Now, she's taking in a murderer and rapist.

hungry.

Because there was not much time, she only prepared a simple breakfast, sandwiches and milk, and the milk was freshly brewed.

Only prepare two copies of each, one on the coffee table, and the other in her hand, "I'm going to work, so I have to go out later, if you want to stay here, you are not allowed to go out."

His injury did not allow him to wander around.

His eyes slid past the breakfast in front of him without stopping, the corners of Su Yan's lips twitched, did he dislike her breakfast?

It's really... the attitude of a master enough.

However, that's all she eats. She likes to eat, and she doesn't force her not to eat. There is nothing else.

Raising his wrist, he glanced at the hour and minute hands on the watch. He was about to be late.

She hurried into the bedroom, took out her bag, walked to the living room and was about to rush out, and then suddenly remembered an important thing, "Hey, what's your name?"

Seeing him move his lips, she quickly said, "Even if you don't have a name, you should have a code name, right? You can't be called hello for so many years."

"Seventeen." The man slowly stretched out his left hand to pick up the sushi on the table, and said two words lightly.

seventeen?

This code name is enough.

She pursed her lips. He couldn't have made it up to lie to her, right?

But after thinking about it, it's fine, even if it's made up, so what, what is his real name, she doesn't care at all.

When his injury heals, then they will have no relationship anymore.

"I'm leaving." There was no time, and she could only take a taxi. She didn't go to work all day yesterday, and she didn't know what she would say today.

Su Yan rubbed her forehead, thinking about it gave her a headache.

Instead of taking a bus, I took a taxi directly to the hospital.

She went to the director's office first, waiting for criticism and punishment.

The director is a young man in his 30s, with golden-rimmed eyes, and a very gentle look. He just glanced at Su Yan and didn't say much.

But from that indifferent appearance, it's not hard to see that he treats her—very disdainful.

Regarding this point, Su Yan understands very well. With her qualifications, although she is only a team leader, she is obviously not qualified, and she can tell the back door at a glance.

But she herself has nothing to feel guilty about, because although she doesn't have superficial information, her time as a doctor is not much shorter than anyone else's.

Therefore, the attitude is humble but neither humble nor overbearing.

"Thank you, I'm going to work." Bowing slightly, Su Yan turned and walked out. When she reached the door, she stopped and said without hesitation, "Director, if possible, please After a week, remove my post?"

The director raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at her. It was not difficult to see whether he was trying to tell the truth of what she said, or if she was pretending to be hypocritical.

Su Yan smiled faintly, "I just graduated. Although I don't have many people under me, I still don't have the experience of leading people. This position is not suitable for me. Moreover," she raised her face, "Although the salary is a little higher, I still prefer I like the easy life."

This is her first time entering the workplace, so she doesn't know the wording very well. Is it right to say so, but she doesn't care too much. After all, she was born as a talented person in the medical field. She is not conceited, but she still has a little pride.

The director looked at her for a few minutes before saying, "Your job is decided by the higher-ups, and I can't interfere."

Su Yan is slightly embarrassed, this is really Chi Guoguo's powerful backstage, she.

No wonder people despise her.

"Oh," Su Yan didn't care too much, "I see, thank you."

Then she should go directly to Shenmu, she really didn't want to bother her heart and mind with these trivial matters, and now that there is a big Buddha at home, she already has a headache.

At noon, a colleague asked her to have dinner, and she could only embarrassingly say that she had already made an appointment with someone, and she had to rush back to cook for him.

Regardless of the money, she hurriedly took a taxi home, took out the key to open the door, opened the door and went in, but saw no one.

She blinked, but saw no one.

Did it go away?

It's not impossible, it fits his style very well.

Throwing the key on the tea table, she stood quietly alone, the noon sun did not shine in, and she was blocked from the window.

She couldn't tell what it was like.

Even, there was a little, very little... feeling of loss.

Bow your head, let's eat something outside.

Hooking up the key ring with her fingers, she stood up straight.

"I'm hungry."

A voice came from behind in vain, with childlike dissatisfaction and complaints, like a child waiting to be fed.

She turned around, and sure enough, she saw a man with messy hair standing at the door, the door of her bedroom.