Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

"Well?" Jiang Nuan raised his head and said, "what's wrong with my boyfriend?"

The Filipino maid immediately misunderstood and silently cried for Fu Yi in her heart. Her face looked like constipation, and she waved her hand, "no, it's OK. I'm just talking about it. Don't worry about it. Have some porridge! Porridge is not good when it's cold. "

My husband took care of Miss Susan all night. As a result, she had a boyfriend and didn't even give her a chance to express herself. It's the first tragedy in the new century. It's so sad.

No wonder Mr. Li didn't let himself tell Miss Susan that he took care of Miss Susan last night. He was also rejected.

Fu Yi:???

After eating the porridge, Jiang Nuan recovered a lot. After wiping her mouth, she got up and almost wanted to say thank you again. But she responded temporarily. She pulled back her chair and said to the Filipino maid who was busy cleaning the table, "I'll go back first. I'll send you my clothes another day."

"Don't worry."

Jiang Nuan went to the door and stopped again. She bent over and touched Keji, who was enjoying herself at her feet. She looked at the stairs and said, "don't send me. Help me to say thank you to your husband. If you don't mind, I'll take potato out for a walk later. "

"Little potato?"

The Filipino maid subconsciously looked at the dog.

"Oh, you say warm."

No, it's a slip of the tongue.

Ginger warm showed polite and embarrassed smile, "little guy... Looks like a little potato, so I gave it a nickname without authorization."

Little kirky is not her dog. She goes to name someone else's dog. How strange she thinks. Jiang Nuan himself knew that he could not explain clearly, so he simply lay flat and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Who let this dog's name be the same as her Yimao!

She can't call her name to a dog.

After figuring out what was going on, the Filipino maid covered her mouth and snickered. She turned her eyes to the porch and didn't know that everyone was talking about her little kirky. "It doesn't matter. She really looks like a potato. When I first saw the dog, I was still thinking about how to have a dog with such short legs. I secretly called her little short legs, sir. I don't know."

Her humor greatly eased Jiang's embarrassment. The heat on her face dissipated slightly. Jiang was embarrassed to continue to delay others' time. "Well, I'll take it out for a walk later."

"All right."

Jiang Nuan went home to change his home clothes, threw the clothes into the dry cleaner, adjusted the time, changed a set of clothes and cleaned the house.

Just finished, Xu Qingrong called.

Jiang Nuan picked up his cell phone, looked serious and went to one side.

"Hello, Jiang Nuan?"

"Well, it's me."

The other end of the mobile phone was silent for a few seconds, like looking for a quiet place, speaking slowly but with the tone of resentment, "you find someone to take a message to let me call you, what can I do for you? I'm very busy. There's an operation in the afternoon. Let's be frank. "

Jiang Nuan said, "do you know what happened to Fu Yi's leg disease? His leg was operated on by me, and the operation was very successful. When I left Hechuan County, the wound on his leg was scabby. Normally, there would be no sequelae. How could he fall ill? Do you know why? "

"I know."

"Why."

Xu Qingrong's light laughter came from the other end of the mobile phone, and Jiang Nuan clenched the mobile phone.

"You ask me why? Jiang Nuan, are you here to be funny? You are not abroad. Why, I'm not happy in foreign countries, and I'm willing to take care of my ex husband's life and death. "