Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 566: I Think You Feel Itchy

He stood at the door for five minutes before knocking in.

"Uncle, aunt, I heard you say Shuangwei is awake," Ning Junting said politely.

Leng Zhe looked at him lightly and ignored him, and now he was disturbed when he saw the people in Nian's family.

"Yes, here it is," Jiang Qifei quickly stood up and said to Leng Shuangwei, "Shuang Wei, you have been injured these days, and Jun Ting is here every day."

There was a touch of movement in Lengshuang's micro eyes.

I thought he really had feelings for himself.

It's a pity that fate made people.

Let them never be fate again.

"Shuangwei saved my grandma, I should have come to watch," Ning Junting knew that she might have misunderstood again, and quickly said, "Shuangwei, you ..."

"Parents, can you go out for a while," Leng Shuang said suddenly.

"Well," Leng Zhe responded lowly and took the lead to go out, Jiang Qifei had to go out.

"Shuangwei, please rest assured. I have asked my foreign friends to inquire about the most advanced fertility technology. There must be a way. Think about how fast the technology is developed now. I did n’t even have a cell phone when I was young. "The average annual Ting whispered comfort.

Leng Shuang pulled a pale smile and said quietly, "Are you encouraging me not to give up on you and continue to chase you?"

Annual average Ting: "..."

Can he take back what he said.

Leng Shuang slightly looked at him and shook his head. "I know that you can't live without children. You must have someone to inherit the company if you make so much money."

"..."

Isn't it the reason to inherit the company?

Jun Ting sighed, why didn't she think she was so strange before.

"But Jun Ting, I hope we will still be friends in the future, don't hide from me like before," Leng Shuang slightly opened his eyes and looked at him bleakly, "Will you?"

"Okay," Jun Ting nodded.

"Also, can you transfer Xiao wanton back? After all, he was innocent. He was drunk and didn't know what he was talking about," Leng Shuangwei said gently.

"Well, I didn't plan to let him go there for too long," Ning Junting relieved. "Let him accompany you to the hospital to relieve the boredom."

"Thank you," Leng Shuang slightly frowned, slowly closed her eyes, "I'm so tired, you go back, don't stay here, your company has something to do."

Knowing that her injury hadn't completely recovered, Junting Ting stepped in and quilted her, and left when she fell asleep.

...

At eleven o'clock in the night, in the dubbing room.

Lausanne is dubbing the heroine, and suddenly sees the familiar figure appearing in the small window.

She froze.

Feng Yan next reminded him, "Loussanne, don't take it easy, although it's because the year is here."

Lausanne nodded and nodded.

I haven't seen him for several days. I could see it at most every other day or two. I didn't think I would miss it.

Now I can't wait to put on my wings and hurry up.

But the more urgent the less fluent.

It finally came to an end, it was already over twelve in the night.

Lausanne walked out, before he had time to speak, the average annual Ting stepped forward, holding her close to his arms.

"Wow," the co-workers who came out later coaxed.

"You let go, what it looks like," Lausanne pushed his arms red with a red face.

"You just kept looking at me just now, and I thought you felt itching and itching," Nian Junting reached out and touched her face. "You look at you, I think I've lost my mind."

"Haha, General Manager, Lausanne was hungry and thin because you didn't give her supper," a colleague on the side joked.

Third, I feel that the quality of recent writing is not very good. Do you think

Fourth more morning

(End of this chapter)