Beautiful wife under: the national husband is so sultry

But in love, the one who falls in love first is always at a disadvantage. Who told him to like others and never forget them? Who made him want her?

"Hungry? What would you like to eat? " Ji Yanting put away his appearance covered with thorns, suddenly asked Wen Sheng.

"You take my mobile phone to call aunt LAN and let her cook." Love said softly.

"Good." Ji Yanting nodded and took her mobile phone. There was a password on her screen. He entered the password that she had been using before and turned it on.

He didn't know why there was a surge of joy in his heart, although he knew that she was the one who was most afraid of trouble, mostly because he was used to it.

"Does the wound still hurt?" Ji Yanting sat back beside the bed after calling and asked in a low voice.

Love did not answer, he found that she actually fell asleep against the pillow.

Ji Yanting looked at her for a while, then held her carefully and covered her with quilt carefully.

He gave her a gentle kiss on the eyebrow before he got up and left the ward.

He inquired about Shen Qingqiao's ward number from the nurse, and came to the door of the ward steadily. Before he pushed the door, he heard the dispute.

"Is it hard to see her like this?" Shen Qingqiao's voice is cool, with a kind of cruel irony, "it's so hard to take care of her, I can't die."

"Joe, stop it and eat." Pei Chengyuan's face is still a gentle look, gentle and quiet.

"What do you care if I eat or not? I'm not one of you Shen Qingqiao raised his hand to sweep away the bowl he was holding. It was a sharp voice again.

"I'll get the license soon, and then I'll marry us." Pei Chengyuan looks at her persistently, with an unclear look.

"I don't want you to marry --" before Shen Qingqiao's voice fell, Ji Yanting had already pushed the door in.

"What can I do for Ji?" Pei Chengyuan didn't look embarrassed at all. He was still carrying a gentle and elegant look, with a modest tone and a cold look.

"There's nothing to do, just to give you something." Ji Yanting's tone is light, and there is a kind of noble taste that can't be reached.

He took out Pei Chengyuan's divorce certificate from his coat pocket, but instead of giving it directly to Pei Chengyuan, he put it in Shen Qingqiao's hand, with a casual sarcasm in his voice: "is Miss Shen relieved now?"

Shen Qingqiao has never seen Ji Yanting before. She is always proud and lofty. It's the first time that she has been humiliated in front of Pei Chengyuan. Her face is inevitably a little ugly. Her voice coolly replies: "I don't worry about anything."

Ji Yanting did not intend to entangle with them at all. He nodded faintly, and his lips were always covered with a calm and elegant smile: "that's good. Ji stepped down first."

Pei Chengyuan looks at the door being taken by Ji Yanting. His eyes come back and slowly fall on Shen Qingqiao's notebook. There is an embarrassing silence in the room, so quiet that we can hear each other's breath clearly.

"Very reluctant?" Shen Qingqiao had a rare resentment in his eyes.

"No Pei Chengyuan lightly replied that he was still slow and elegant, "can I have dinner now? Or shall we get the license? "

Shen Qingqiao's face suddenly became ugly. She picked up a pillow beside her and hit Pei Chengyuan hard. A pair of haggard eyes could not help rolling off a few teardrops the size of bean beads. She cried and sneered: "Pei Chengyuan, do you think I'm going to die so I'm easy to bully? Or do you think it's up to you not to marry me like Shen Qingqiao? "

Pei Chengyuan is also a wise man, and then she understands that she blames him for his rash and crude proposal.

He frowned slightly, his voice was steady and light: "sorry, I was too careless, I was just too anxious."

Too anxious, this sentence successfully cured Shen Qingqiao's sensitive self-esteem, she don't open her face, wipe a tear on her face: "I want to eat porridge, it's best to match a fried dough stick to me."

Pei Chengyuan's frowning action deepened and stopped: "no, you can't eat fried dough sticks."

"Can't I even eat fried dough sticks?" Shen Qingqiao's voice couldn't help raising two tones.

"Joe, be obedient. We'll find a bone marrow match as soon as possible and cherish our body."

Shen Qingqiao pursed his lips and didn't say anything more. Pei Chengyuan asked someone to clean up the things on the ground. He said in a warm voice, "then I'll cook porridge for you."

When Ji Yanting came out to pick up aunt Lan's meal, he happened to see Pei Chengyuan cooking porridge himself. He was not a fussy person, but he couldn't help laughing at him when he looked like he was dead.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Pei would even wash his hands to make soup, Decathlon." Ji Yanting's voice is light, but his tone is admirable.

Pei Chengyuan raised his head slightly, and then focused on the porridge in the pot. He said in reply: "no more than Ji, there is always a private chef."

Despite his dissatisfaction, Ji Yanting really has to admit that Pei Chengyuan is a good man. He has the ability, bearing and self-cultivation. He has paid close attention to him for several years. Naturally, he knows that he has taken care of Zhong's enterprises and established a powerful circle in the city."If I don't say anything else, why do I think you are so cheap, Mr. Pei?" Ji Yanting expression serious praise way.

Pei Chengyuan's delicate eyes are still warm. He glances at Ji Yanting's insulated food box, and his voice is light and cool: "isn't Ji always there?"