Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

In this way, Lu Meng bit his lip flap and just helped him to bed.

A big man in his 80s, lying on her pink bed, how do you look and how abrupt.

In particular, the big man, with his injured and weak face, looks like a weak man.

Lu Meng stood by the bed, looked at her index finger and asked, "you... Do you want to cover the quilt?"

"I'll do it myself." Song Yunchi pulled the quilt down from his body. It should be on him.

He smiled. "Did it scare you?"

"Not too bad." I'm not scared. I'm just worried that I'll hurt his wound, which will make me feel very guilty.

Lying on her boudoir bed, song Yunchi was a little floating.

If it weren't for her, song Yunchi really wanted to roll around here and hug the quilt with her breath.

However, Lu Meng stood by the bed, motionless and didn't mean to leave.

His thin lips were slightly hooked, but he had to look extremely weak on his face, "Mengmeng, what else are you doing?"

"Ah?" Lu Meng, who was suddenly named, immediately regained her consciousness. She was nothing.

Just... I don't know if he needs to call a doctor.

Seeing that he was badly hurt, if he died in her bed, wouldn't her boudoir become a murderous room?

Thinking in his head, Lu Meng made up his mind, "I'll call a doctor for you, you wait!"

Lu Meng didn't give song Yunchi a chance to respond and refuse. She turned and ran out.

Song Yunchi is stupid. Call a doctor?

Did she run out in such a hurry to call a doctor?

Holding your forehead with one hand is really a headache.

Later, what should I do?

Panting, Lu Meng ran to the bedroom with the doctor. As soon as Lu Meng pushed the door open, "it's inside. Go and show him!"

The doctor was urged by her. He thought it was a seriously injured patient. He opened the door and saw a complete man lying in bed.

Except for his poor face, he couldn't see the appearance of being seriously injured.

"Miss, this..." the doctor hesitated.

Lu Meng stamped his feet anxiously. "What are you doing? Go and check him! Time is life, don't you understand? "

Time is life, of course they understand.

It's just... The patient doesn't look seriously injured at all.

The doctor had to come forward to examine song Yunchi.

"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you?"

The man lying in bed, his eyes closed, seemed to be asleep.

Lu Meng covered his face with both hands and stared in horror, "he, he shouldn't have fainted!"

"Er... Miss, he didn't faint, he fell asleep."

fell asleep?

Luckily, I almost scared her to death!

Almost her boudoir became a murderous room.

Lu Meng accompanied her heart and gave herself good luck. The doctor checked and only said something that Ling Mo could do differently. He asked song Yunchi to pay attention to rest and so on, so he left.

Lu Meng was silly and thought that his injury could be cured as long as he had a good rest.

So he left with the doctor.

The bedroom was quiet. After waiting for a long time, I didn't see Lu Meng come in.

Song Yunchi finally opened his eyes, his thin lips slightly hooked, hugged the quilt, smelled the aroma on the quilt, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

As soon as I slept, I fell asleep.

He was unaware of what had happened during the.

The next morning.

Lu Meng came out of the guest room and was preparing to go downstairs for breakfast.