Fall in love with kissing you

Now they just wait for Yan Zhenbang to go back to investigate Chu Qing's responsibility and stay aside to watch a good play.

"Well, since you are all here to take care of me, I'll go back first. Siyuan, you stay to take care of Yan'er." Yan Zhenbang glanced coldly at Yan Siyuan, and there was no need to resist on his face.

Yan Siyuan, who had been silent, frowned coldly. He knew that the cruel words put down by Yan Zhenbang just now would not be false. Since he said it, he would accuse Chu Qing.

Thinking of this, he stood up from his chair and said to his father, "I'm going back."

Yan Zhenbang's face darkened immediately after hearing his words, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of anger. "What are you going to do? Yan'er is like this. As a man, you don't want to do some responsibility? How do you make others treat Yan Family and me?"

"I......" Yan Si's hands hung on his side tightly. Now Yan Zhenbang only thought he was the father of the child who had miscarried Ning Yan'er. He was hot headed and couldn't hear anything at all. He was silent for a long time. He had to give up and sit back in his chair angrily.

Yan Zhenbang snorted coldly, turned around, confessed with Ning Qingcheng, and left the ward.

The room was silent for a moment. Yan Siyuan sat on the chair in the ward with a cold face. Ning Yaner gave Ning Qingcheng a look and motioned her to leave.

Ning Qingcheng didn't know his daughter's mind. He skimmed his lips, stood up and said softly to Yan Siyuan: "Siyuan, I'll ask the doctor about Yan'er's health. Will you stay with Yan'er here?"

Yan Siyuan heard a cold hum in his heart, raised his indifferent eyes, swept Ning Qingcheng, and nodded slightly.

Ning Qingcheng got his response and left the ward contentedly. He didn't forget to help the two people in the ward with the door.

After thinking about it, Ning Qingcheng turned a corner and walked to the doctor's office.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the man with his head buried on the desk. Ning Qingcheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Yuan Bing raised his head at the sound and saw that the visitor was Ning Qingcheng. His eyes lit up, "Qingcheng? Come on, come on, come on, sit in."

Yuan Bing got up and warmly welcomed her. He didn't forget to take out a chair and put it in front of Ning Qingcheng and asked her to sit down.

Ning Qingcheng nodded with a faint smile, sat gracefully on the chair and said slowly, "I came to you to thank you for helping me just now."

"It's so polite to find it. We're so familiar." the man looked at Ning Qingcheng angrily and waved his hand to show that he didn't care about this matter.

"The mind always wants."

Ning Qingcheng took out the prepared red envelope from his handbag and shoved it into his hand regardless of the man's remarks, "just take it."

"That's no good," the man saw her stuffed the red envelope, got up quickly and pushed the red envelope back into her hand.

You pushed me. The red envelope inadvertently fell to the ground. Seeing this, they both squatted down to pick up the red envelope. Unexpectedly, one hand covered the other.

Ning Qingcheng's heart beat for a moment, and his face pulled back his hand unnaturally. The man also felt something strange and stood up.

For a time, the office was filled with a faint ambiguous atmosphere.

Yuan Bing lowered his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him through his glasses. Even though he was nearly half a hundred years old, he was probably well maintained. The appearance of the woman in front of him did not change much. On the contrary, it added a bit of mature and stable charm with the growth of age. The delicate skin had only a little trace of years, and the charming appearance made men feel confused.

Ning Qingcheng glanced at the man's fiery eyes, frowned, as if it was wrong, and suddenly stuffed the red envelope into the hands of the stunned man.

"You'd better take the money. I'll go first and talk next time."

Before the man could react, her figure had gone out of the door.

The man looked down at the red envelope on his hand, immediately clenched his palm and felt the residual temperature on it. A pair of eyes narrowed with deep meaning.

In the ward, Ning Yan'er saw that Yan Siyuan didn't want to care about her at all. Her face was a little ugly. The wound on her forehead was still aching, but the man didn't even say hello.

She could not help being angry. In the past, even if she only cut her little finger, men would be very nervous, but now, Ning Yaner is more and more angry.

All this must blame Chu Qing's woman. If it weren't for her, how could she use bitter meat to win back men's attention.

However, although the pain is a little bitter, but now this method is still quite effective. Thinking of this, Ning Yaner thinks it's worth it.

She sipped her lips without any trace, coughed twice, and whispered to Yan Siyuan, "Siyuan, I'm a little thirsty. Can you pour me a glass of water?"

The thoughtful man sitting in the chair heard the sound and looked back at her faintly. He immediately got up and poured a cup of warm water in front of her.

Ning Yan'er glanced at the cup of warm water and immediately raised her head. There was a timid color in her eyes, "my hands are inconvenient..."

The implication is not difficult to understand. Yan Siyuan's eyebrows suddenly shrugged, but seeing that her hands are really wrapped with bandages, she had to sit down by the bed, let her lean on herself, raised her hand and put the water cup to Ning Yaner's lips.

As soon as Ning Qingcheng returned to the ward, she saw such a scene. Seeing the intimacy between Yan Siyuan and Ning Yaner, she raised her lips with satisfaction. Immediately, she seemed to think of something, so she quietly took out her mobile phone from her handbag and clicked in the direction of the hospital bed.

The picture soon went to Chu Qing's mobile phone.

Looking at the dazzling photos on the screen, Chu Qing only felt that her heart seemed to be cut hard by the dullest knife in the world, and then stirred.

She was holding the fingertips of the white body, and there was a trace of cold. The sour feeling at the tip of her nose made her unable to deceive herself. She couldn't help but care about the man. She couldn't do it. She really couldn't do it

These days, she has been cheating her heart

The knock on the door woke Chu Qing, who was immersed in her thoughts. She raised her hand to wipe the wet meaning from her face. After correcting her face, she shouted at the door: "what's the matter?"

"Young grandma, the master told you to go down."

Chu Qing's face looked bitter and astringent. What should come will come

From the moment Ning Yaner fell down the stairs, she knew her purpose. She really had to admire her.