Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"What's wrong?"

Ming Xingyi held his mobile phone and leaned against the hospital bed. He said in some distress, "I can't say. In short, I think my mother is a little strange today."

"Don't think too much."

"By the way, I have good news for you."

Ming Xingyi's voice was filled with uncontrollable joy.

"What's the good news?"

"Guess."

Mu Jingnan smiled in a low voice, "I can't guess. You'd better tell me."

"Well, I'll tell you." Ming Xingyi smiled and said, "if a kind-hearted person is willing to donate organs to me, I can be saved!"

"Really?"

"Yes!" Ming Xingyi nodded, "Jingnan, I'm really happy!"

"I'm happy for you, too."

Ming Xingyi thought of all kinds of things that had happened since he met him. "Jingnan, do you know? Since I met you, my life seems to have a sudden color. All good luck comes with your arrival. I think I'm very lucky to meet you. "

"Really?" Mu Jingnan couldn't help laughing when she said, "maybe you are lucky."

"No, you are my lucky god."

Ming Xingyi bit his lip and asked, "are you free tomorrow?"

"What's the matter?"

"Just... Some want to see you."

When she heard about a donor, he was the first person she wanted to share.

Now when I talk to him, all I think about is him.

I can't wait to see him and share the good news with him.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes!" The bottom of her eyes gushed out tiny starlight, shining endlessly.

…………

The illness of small glutinous rice and small rice balls finally took more than ten days and finally recovered.

Mu Jingxi's tight spirit finally relaxed.

This relaxation reminds me of a very important thing!

When he realized that there had been no news for several days, he was in a cold sweat and immediately contacted song Yunchi.

Song Yunchi has returned home. After receiving a phone call, he only said an interview and hung up.

In the evening, song Yunchi came to the official residence.

"Uncle song ~"

Xiaofantuan waved his little fat hand and looked at Song Yunchi with a smile.

Thinking of the little scene at home, the smelly boy wouldn't welcome him so warmly. Song Yunchi came forward and kneaded the little rice ball's Dudu face intimately, "it should be called my uncle."

It doesn't make sense. He and the little glutinous rice sister and brother are called aunt Lu Meng and uncle.

This is wrong.

Uncle!

"Ah?" The little rice ball blinked.

Then, swish, turn around and look at my sister, "sister... Uncle?"

Little glutinous rice was playing a game. When he heard the question, he waved his hand perfunctorily, "whatever ~"

"Whatever ~" xiaofantuan called song Yunchi with a smile.

Song Yunchi: "

Oh, headache.

"Take your time, brother and sister. My uncle went upstairs to find your father."

In the study, mujingxi stood in front of the French window with a cigarette between his fingertips. He took a deep breath and spit out the smoke gently.

Song Yunchi pushed the door in and closed it with his backhand. "Where's the smoke? Give me one. "

Desktop

Song Yunchi came to his desk, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, picked up the lighter and lit it with his head down.

After taking a deep breath, he sat on his desk with one long leg on the ground. "Some time ago, you didn't ask. I thought you were checking."