CEO's Sweetheart Is Prickly

Cold from the operating table down that moment, there is a sense of relief, the end, and finally all over. As Sula told her before, abortion is not so painful, because her body will be intravenous anesthesia, as long as a few minutes can completely solve the accident.

When she came out of the ward, she touched her flat abdomen, which was almost the same as before. Fortunately, all this happened early, she has not experienced the days of Xianhuai, and she will not show excessive reluctance to this child. But she still had to admit that the child's departure made her feel lost after a short period of relief.

"How do you feel?"

Sula, sitting in the driver's seat, turned her head and gave a cold look. It was clear that she had just had an operation, but she seemed to be nothing. This is really unscientific. She holds the steering wheel in both hands, and her eyes are looking straight ahead. She looks very serious.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt as much as I thought."

He answered coldly and honestly, as Sula had told her before, as long as you sleep for a while, everything will be over.

"How's it going? Sister, I have told you that the operation is not so terrible, so there is no need to be nervous. "

"Sister? You don't look as big as me. "

It's a little funny to be lonely. Although she looks very social, in fact, her features are still childish. In any case, she shouldn't call herself her elder sister.

"Well, it doesn't matter. I don't think you know as much as I do. We are all based on seniority, never on age."

Sula talks seriously and doesn't intend to refute it. She'll be happy anyway. During the time when she decided to go alone, Sula was always with her, which made her depressed mood get some comfort, so she cherished the meeting between her and Sula.

"I don't think you're old enough to buy a car. It seems you're living well."

"The car? My father bought it for me. I live in a single apartment. Of course, my father bought it. I can't do it. I don't have money. So far, I can support my dream. It's all my dad's money. "

Listening in silence, she felt that Sula's positioning was quite accurate. She said that she played in a band, and there were only a few of them who could play in the famous hall. Most of them were waste of time and could not earn money. It seems that the extra cars she drives are of high quality, so when she listened to Sula's words, she found the root.

"Well? Tell me about you. Let me see. Your name is lengqing. I'll call you Qingqing, OK

Sula is a little familiar. She feels a little alienated when she calls her name coldly, so she takes a nickname for her. But in fact, lengqing didn't like the nickname very much, because Huoquan used to call her that.

"Change it. I don't like it very much. How about a creative one?"

Lengqing is afraid that her too direct refusal will make Sula unhappy, so she takes the initiative to let her take a new nickname.

"Well, how about calling you turbid?"

"Turbid? Which two words? "

"Just your clear antonym, turbid turbid. Anyway, I don't think you want to mention your past. Now you are homeless. It's better to forget the past and start over. In the past, when Qingqing was unhappy, now you can try to be happy in the opposite direction. Maybe you can be happier. "

Sula is a band player. Looking at her dress, she has a taste of heavy metal rock. I think she should also write a few songs. After all, she speaks with a lot of ideas.

"Well, I'll call it turbid."

She has not laughed for a long time. I don't know why, now she is sitting in this strange car and chatting with a person who has known her for less than four hours, and it's so relaxed as never before. It's better that Sula invited her to stay with her family. Anyway, it's much safer than staying in a hotel. Huo Quan never thought that she would live in a stranger's house.

Sula lives in a big apartment. I think her father should love her very much, otherwise he would not indulge her so much. Looking around coldly, I still feel a little uncomfortable, because it's too messy here.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to have guests, so I didn't clean up before. Come on, make do with it

Sula stood beside the sofa, then casually put aside a lot of clothes on the sofa, and finally made a space for the cold. Although the room is very messy, but she did not feel embarrassed, anyway, she is such a character.

"You are a real lady in a mess. You can live in such a mess."

Lengqing joked with Sula, with a smile on her lips.

"What's the matter? Isn't life just about being at home? I'm tired of packing every day. Every time my father comes here, he says he wants to find me a part-time job or something. But I don't like that. Wouldn't it be awkward to let strangers put their things in their own hands? "

Sula stood aside and talked, as if her words were reasonable. Of course, most of the reason why she stood there was that the sofa couldn't make a second place.

"You're good-looking. You're right about everything."

Lengqing looks at her like doting on a sister, because there are some lengfei's shadows on her.

"Ha ha, I love to hear that. Come on, I'll boil some jujube brown sugar for you. I'm the most proficient. You are a patient now. You can't neglect it. "

Sula said rightfully, she was going to go to the kitchen, but she was suddenly stopped by lengqing.

"You are also a patient. How can a patient take care of a patient?"

"It's normal. Patients are divided into strong patients and weak patients! Look at me. I have nothing to do. Besides, I'm used to it. Let me take care of you! "

Sula rushes into the kitchen and is even more worried by her fiery appearance.

After about twenty minutes, Sula came out with a big bowl and looked very happy. Look at her coldly, or as she said, she's really a strong patient.

"What is this?"

Looking cautiously at the things in the big bowl, I have a lot of materials.

"This is Su's Secret health tonic. You can drink it. It must be right."

"There are so many things. Will it cause nosebleed after drinking?"

"No, don't worry. I used to drink like this. There was no problem at all. You're very weak now. It's not sure whether you can make up for these things. "

Sula gives the bowl to lengqing, and she has the posture of watching lengqing finish it with her own eyes.

"All of them? Are you sure it's not for the two of us? "

"You drink it quickly. Why do you talk so much? Come on, it's not poison."

In this way, lengqing drank the large bowl of tonic under Sula's supervision, which really made lengqing strong.

"How does it taste? It's my exclusive secret. You can find it. No one can make it like me. "

Sula looked at her expectantly, hoping to hear a few words of praise from her mouth.

"Well... The taste is very special. It's probably unique. You're great. It's delicious."

After all, the taste of this pile of medicinal materials is too miscellaneous for anyone to stew. What's more, it's really great that people have been busy for a long time with good intentions. Now they just feel warm in their stomach, and they even have the impulse to cry.

"What's the matter with you? Oh, why are you crying? "

The speed of the tears is much faster than the cold imagination, which makes Sura jump. She quickly reached out to help lengqing dry her tears and looked at her with concern.

"Don't cry, I'll sing you a song."

Sula ran to the pile of clothes and rummaged around, finally took out a guitar. She is a straightforward girl. She just sits on the ground when there is no place on the sofa. She put the guitar on her leg, and then a beautiful song flowed slowly in the room.

"Trembling lips, can't wait for your kiss, I'm an injured woman..."

Sula's voice is so beautiful that she can't extricate herself from her singing.