Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

Chang Mian held her hand tightly, breathing heavily, her eyes fascinated.Damn it, when he recovers, he must wear Fei Chengcheng and beat him up. What kind of medicine is this? Even a person like him who has undergone various drug stimulation training can't resist it live!

On a good Christmas Eve, he actually tossed his woman into this look.

Chang Mian gasped, Yan Di became scarlet again, his head became hot, Chang Mian cursed, the damn thing came again, his body tensed, the veins in his forearms twitched violently, and every nerve ending in his body was screaming.

Especially the lower body, the abdomen is getting hotter and hotter, damn it...

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In the ward, they have received timely treatment and are out of danger.Chang Mian was lying on the hospital bed, and Chang Mian had already got off the ground, sitting beside her every step of the way, not even moving an inch even when someone came to visit her.

Outside the ward, Fu Hong and Yang Yang opened the door and walked in, their eyes naturally fell on them.

Leng Heng, who was a few meters away, bowed slightly to the person who came in.

Chang Mian stuffed the small exposed arm of Changshang into the quilt, and shifted his gaze to the person who came in to visit.

Yangyang took the lead in exporting. "Are you all right? We were frightened last night. The fire was so big. I heard that you guys didn't come down upstairs. It made us anxious... Fortunately, none of you were burned, especially Shangshang. If the girl Scars must be painful to die."

Changshang lowered her head and nodded on the two pillows. She looked at Shangshang and smiled in shock: "I'm fine, I just inhaled a little more carbon monoxide, and I didn't get burned. Thank you for coming to see me."

"It's fine." Yang Yang handed the carnation to Leng Heng, and walked to the other side of the bed, "You have to rest and look good, I'm still waiting for you to be my bridesmaid."

They got married on New Year's Day, and it was only a few days away.

Chang Mian stood up with frowned eyes, walked to Fu Hong's side, grabbed his arm, and said in a low voice, "Prince, I have something to ask you."

Fu Hong nodded, and the two walked out one after the other.

Walking out of the door of the ward, Chang Mian leaned against the wall loosely, didn't speak immediately, but touched his pockets, and couldn't find what he wanted for a long time, then he raised his head: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Fu Hong smiled warmly: "Haven't you smoked enough? I quit smoking. My wife is pregnant and the baby cannot be exposed to second-hand smoke."

Chang Mian shrugged.

"What do you want to ask me? Seeing how preoccupied you are?"

Chang Mian thought for a whole night, he half leaned against the wall, and the result of the sleepless night was that his lips were very pale, and his delicate and handsome face was slightly weak, but his eyes were unusually bright, and his mind was sober that he could no longer be sober.