Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

Jiang Nuan shook his hand in front of his eyes, tentatively stretched his neck and called him, "Fu Yi?"

What's the matter with him? He can't hear himself?

She's dying of anxiety.

As soon as the voice fell, the man's Adam's apple rolled. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed her arm. Jiang Nuan stumbled into a warm and firm embrace.

"... it's all right."

The back of ginger's head was brushed.

The husky voice was muffled from the top of his head.

She struggled in her arms and tried to push him away. She said eagerly, "don't hold me. I smell the smell of blood on you. Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine." Fu Yi let go of her hand a little, and her forehead touched her. Her narrow eyes looked at her without blinking.

The rough heart seems to be comforted by which boat, the sea returned to its usual calm.

Jiang Nuan still didn't believe it. He grabbed his sleeve and asked, "how can you smell of blood?"

She is a doctor, usually the most common contact with two kinds of taste, one is disinfectant, the other is the smell of blood.

The smell of blood is very unique. The smell of rust also contains a fishy smell, which is easy to distinguish.

He definitely smells of blood.

Jiang Nuan was cheated once, and didn't want to cause irreparable consequences because of his negligence, "are you afraid of me? Don't tell me intentionally. Don't worry. You stand here well, I won't be afraid. I'm a doctor. If you get hurt, you must tell me so that you can apply medicine for your wound. If you keep it from me, I'm more worried when I know. "

Not only worry, but also regret!

I'll die of regret.

"You care so much about your ex husband that you don't worry about your boyfriend?" In fact, Fu Yi's chest was blocked to death.

“？”

Jiang Wen has a question mark on his face.

When did she have a boyfriend? But she didn't think so much. She mistakenly thought that he was still angry about what happened before. She lowered her eyes and answered vaguely, "we are separated peacefully, and we don't want to die of old age. No matter whether we have a divorce or not, we are at least friends."

Friend two words prick Fu Yi eye socket red, chest stuffy to gasp for breath, thin lips Yang for a while and quickly fall down, "en."

I knew I shouldn't have let that scum go just now. He just made up a shot and let it out. Now he can't be more calm.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Jiang Nuan hesitated and asked, "are you going to visit mahali or something? Have you found a hotel to stay in? "

In fact, they are divorced. She shouldn't ask some questions. Asking is like overstepping. But she wanted to find a chance to help him look at the legs, hesitated or asked out.

Jiang Nuan was also very nervous after asking him. He grabbed his hair and explained awkwardly, "I've been in mahari for several years, and I'm familiar with it. If you don't book a hotel, I can introduce one to you."

It's better to let her be a tour guide again, so that she can take the opportunity to go back to the hotel with him and find a chance to ask about leg watching.

Fu Yi looked at her with penetrating eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse. "I lost my passport."

"Ah?" Jiang Nuan was stunned on the spot.

Fu Yi put his hands in his pocket and looked at the wonderful changes on her face. He said frankly, "I lost my passport and suitcase at the airport. I don't know if I was picked up. If I was taken away, I have to call the embassy and ask them to help me find it. Without my passport, I can't stay in the hotel for the time being."

Jiang Nuan suspected that he was implying himself, but there was no evidence. He said tentatively, "would you like to live in my house first? I'll call the airport and ask for it for you. "