Three little, everybody disinfects all come so.

It can't be light

Minister Pei was so angry that he put his hand on the back of his head. "Be honest with me!"

The strength of this slap is not small.

Pei sanshao's brain was stunned. He stared at minister Pei in a stupefied way and complained.

Why hit me?

What's wrong with me?

The wound of Chu Yu's finger has been bandaged. The doctor can suppress Pei sanshao while Pei is here.

Immediately take the opportunity to bandage the wound on his palm.

"Don't touch me." Pei San shrunk his hand and carried it behind him.

The doctor earnestly advised: "three little, your wound is so big that it will crack at any time if you don't bandage it."

Pei sanshao waved impatiently, "go out, there's nothing for you here."

"What do you think of Mr. Pei?" The doctor turned to minister PEI for help.

Pei how can department chief allow Pei three little nonsense, the first point: "to him bandage."

"Yes." The doctor is full of morale.

Pei sanshao had to spread out his palm. The doctor gently disinfected and bandaged his hands. Some of his actions were all in one.

Ten minutes later, the doctor wiped his sweat and left the ward.

Chu Yu sits on the sofa and looks down at his fingers. His mood has eased a lot.

The guard brought the porridge that Chu Yu bought in Jingfu house and put it on the tea table.

"Three little, Miss Chuyu, porridge is still hot. Let's have some porridge first."

Pei San Shao looks at Chu Yu carefully, reaches out his hand, pinches her dress corner, and gently pulls twice: "Yan Yan, how about some porridge?"

The beginning language claps open his hand, the nasal sound is very heavy: "I buy for uncle to drink, not for you to drink."

"I don't drink." Pei sanshao took back his hand angrily. "The old man can't drink so much alone. You can have some, too. Don't be hungry. "

Department chief Pei was so tired that he helped his forehead. "Stop talking, you both drink."

One word determines the world.

The guards put the porridge into the bowl from the thermos box. The hot porridge smells delicious.

Minister Pei kindly urged: "little girl, drink while it's hot."

At the beginning of the speech, I picked up the bowl cleverly. It was warm and I was drinking.

At the beginning of the speech, Pei sanshao was also excited to take up the bowl. Without Pei's urging, he ate and drank like a hungry wolf.

After all, it's a man. Pei San has a bowl of porridge less time. It's much faster than the beginning.

He reached out for another bowl to be self-sufficient. Before his hand touched the thermos box, he was patted open by director Pei.

Pei sanshao can't stand it anymore. "Old man, why are you targeting me?"

"It's all for the little girl. You can't drink it."

Pei sanshao: "..."

Is it real?

Is it a father?

Chu Yu holds the bowl, eyes slightly raised, saw this scene, depressed mood suddenly a little better.

The slightly cocked lip never escaped Pei sanshao's eyes.

He put down the bowl, turned his head, and said gently to the beginning of porridge: "drink more, you are too thin."

Chuyu ignored him, turned over and continued to drink porridge.

Pei sanshao giggled. In his eyes, the back of his head was also very beautiful.

"Dad!" Xuanxuan suddenly ran into the ward, his face flushed with excitement.

When he saw Pei sanshao, he went straight to him.

Pei sanshao reaches out to catch him, and habitually wants to hold him in his arms. However, he thinks of rudimentary language.

Subconsciously look at her and worry that she is not happy.

At the beginning of pragmatics, he could not see even a tiny expression on her face.

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