Becoming Obsessed After One Night Stand

Gong Ming looked into Qiao Shiyu's eyes. The bottom of his eyes was full of pity and heartache, "so don't persuade me!"

Josh was angry, "but my daughter is our daughter! Not a bad person!"

"It's her fault that I don't know people clearly and hurt my mother!"

Then he reached out and pressed Josh's shoulder.

"Well, after talking for a long time, are you tired? I asked chef Fang to cook delicious dishes for you. It should be delivered! Eat first!"

Don't start with Josh. Ignore him.

Gong Ming was not angry, so he turned and went out.

Outside, Qiao Qingning has been standing there for a long time. She was worried about her mother's health, but her father wouldn't let her in, and she didn't dare to go in.

I can only wait outside silently.

But who knows, just after standing for a while, Lu Xinian also came out of the ward.

"Why are you here?"

Qiao Qingning hurriedly held him. "Didn't you hear what the doctor said just now? The doctor said that your body is very dangerous. The dosage is too large and may leave sequelae. Why don't you have a good rest in the ward at this time?"

"I'm fine!" Lu Xinian shook his head pale. "Things start because of me. As I said, I will accompany you well! I can't keep my word!"

Qiao Qingning shook his head, "I'm really fine. I don't blame you!"

"I know you won't blame me, but I will blame myself. If I can't even protect you, how can I marry you in the future?"

Qiao Qingning was helpless, "then sit down over there!"

"No, I'll stand with you."

Gong Ming stood behind the slightly opened door of the ward and looked at the two people smiling at each other. Suddenly, somehow, he remembered the picture of going back to the palace house with Qiao Shiyu.

At that time, master Gong didn't like poetry, but he had to be with poetry.

That time, the old man took some measures to pick up the small dumplings and the kindergarten. After receiving the news, he rushed to the palace house with Shiyu.

As a result, the old man told him to choose between poetry and children. Finally, he chose a family of three.

At that time, they were like this, smiling at each other after strengthening their mood.

Gong Ming frowned, and Liang Huai'an's voice sounded in his ear.

"This time, I saw that Lu Xinian might not be pretending."

Is it true?

I was a little uncertain for a while.

Just thinking, people outside seemed to feel the movement here. They turned around and saw Gong Ming.

Qiao Qingning immediately stood up straight, like a obedient pupil.

"Dad!"

Gong Ming glanced at Lu Xinian's hanging needle and walked over without expression.

Qiao Qingning raises his steps to enter the ward. Gong Ming says again.

"Your mother is resting. Don't go in!"

Qiao Qingning had to retreat again. "Is my mother okay?"

"Of course your mother will be very good with me." his tone is still a little bad, but Qiao Qingning knows that her father has given her face!

Gong Ming had not taken two steps before the meal delivery man came in. He took it and turned back.

After Lu Xi Nian's side, I took another look at him and said.

"Don't surround here and affect the silence of the corridor."

With that, the door slammed shut again.

Qiao Qingning, "..."

……

During the holiday, Gong Ming put things away and changed into a gentle smiling face. Take out everything. After confirming that there is no problem, he walked to Qiao Shiyu's ward with a bowl.

"Well, dinner!"

Josh turned her head and ignored him.

Gong Ming frowned, "don't do this. We agreed that no matter what, we can't scare people by not eating. Besides, we're hungry if we don't eat."

Qiao Shiyu still ignored him. This time he was determined!

Gong Ming was also angry. "Forget it! I'll eat it myself!"

After that, he made a gesture to bring the meal to his mouth. But when he reached his mouth, he still couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

"Although chef Fang is old, his craftsmanship is still as good as that of the past. It seems better than that of the past. Look at this soup. It's clear and not greasy, and it smells delicious. There are your favorite fungi in it!"

Josh swallowed her mouth.

Since chef Fang got acquainted with herself, in order to express that she turned the tide and saved the restaurant of the palace family. So every once in a while, the old man asked Qiao Shiyu to taste delicious food.

Over the years, every new dish developed by the old gentleman has her credit.

In particular, this one in Gong Ming's hand was actually the inspiration of Qiao Shiyu's dream one day.

I liked it so much in my dream. When I woke up, I immediately wrote down the menu and sent it to chef Fang.

However, the taste is not satisfactory because the same ingredients inside have a unique natural smell and are difficult to deal with.

Unexpectedly, chef Fang has made it now. If you change to weekdays, Qiao Shiyu must rush to taste it first.

But

Not today!

In fact, she knew in her heart that Gong Ming was for herself. I'm a little disappointed with my daughter and want to take the opportunity to educate her. But from her point of view, they don't have to worry too much about their children's choices.

In those days, they were not their own choice?

In your life, if you take every step, someone will help you plan it. So, what's the point of your leaving?

Even Qingning, she should also hope to have a try by herself?

"I don't eat!" Josh said stubbornly.

This time, Gong Ming was really helpless.

"Good!"

Put things down and Gong Ming got up and went out.

When the door closed, Qiao Shiyu turned and looked at the empty room. I don't know what happened. Hearing Gong Ming's lost tone, she always felt that he was a little sad?

Old, old and sentimental?

Qiao Shiyu wanted to have a look, but she finally held back.

She covered her quilt and pretended to go to bed.

When you fall asleep, you really fall asleep. When she opened her eyes again, the room was still empty.

She was a little thirsty and called Gong Ming, but no one answered.

Josh licked her lips and got up to pour water by herself. The kettle is also dry. There is not a drop of water in it.

Decadent put down the kettle, Qiao Shiyu walked over and opened the door.

It's as quiet as in the corridor. There's no one. The surrounding environment is also strange! Qiao Shiyu walked along the end of the corridor and finally saw Gong Ming standing alone on the balcony of the smoking area.

Cigarette butts were all around his feet and in his hands.

The man who was originally in high spirits is now like a lost child.

"Poetry, I thought we were one. But I didn't expect that my position in your heart was so low."