Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Bit by bit, every minute seems to be very long. I'm holding my mobile phone. I don't know what to do. Send another one again? What if Si Yeqing sees it but doesn't want to reply? Call? What if he is busy with the company recently and interrupts him? Almost every second, a thought came to her mind. Even at the most terrible time, she was thinking, what if there was an accident in the plane, flight and taxi that Si Yeqing took?

When you love someone wholeheartedly, you will always have these inexplicable fantasies, keep thinking about each other, spend all your time and energy on these illusory things, so that you become very tired. When the wind fell into his own world and couldn't get out, Steven coughed gently. Looking at the stunned woman who turned her head, he put his hand on his mouth, turned back and closed the door, saying, "I knocked on the door for a long time, you didn't hear it, but I came in without authorization.

"Didn't Xiaoqiang stop you?" Feng ChuChu looked at the two men in black standing outside and suddenly asked some strange questions. Instead, Steven was a little flustered. He put his briefcase on the ground, took two fruits and chewed one. He asked vaguely, "Xiaoqiang? Who is that, a specific code in the hospital?"

Feng ChuChu sighed helplessly, pointed to the people outside and said, "it's him. President Chen arranged for my bodyguard."

"Oh, what's your special hobby? Give people such a nickname!" Steven asked with a smile. The wind was clear and embarrassed. His lips didn't open. He squeezed out from his teeth word by word. "It was President Chen." Steven choked his throat with the a mouthful of the apple, coughed and flushed. He looked around and found that there was no real-time surveillance camera. Then he said with the confidence: "when I didn't say!"

President Chen's power in Japan is enough for them to be so careful, and his clear identity has been improved a lot.

Since the local news published the news, Feng ChuChu has become the most mysterious existence. There are only photos. I don't know where she came from. I also don't know what charm she has. It can make President Chen pay so much in just a few days. But the only thing that can be sure is that Feng ChuChu has an identity that others can't treat at will , even if you want to take a little walk in the hospital garden, countless people will look at her. As long as you look at her, you will immediately bend down and bow.

Feng ChuChu was not used to it at first, but he bent down and returned to the other party, but the other party would be lower and lower, and continued. Nominally, he went for a walk in the garden, but his back was very painful. Over time, Feng ChuChu didn't go to the garden, so she stayed in the ward, waiting for someone to tell her that she could leave here! "Your mental state is good recently. Let's continue to do the test!" Steven took out the picture book, took a deep breath, and asked sadly, "can I stop painting?"

"I always think you're not a psychologist. Are you a kindergarten teacher? In order to deceive President Chen, tell me honestly that I won't betray you!" Feng ChuChu said very seriously, but Steven felt that his career had been greatly violated. He pushed his spectacle frame and said solemnly: "These are of academic significance. I have done many years of clinical experiments and experienced professional learning!"

This talk tone, the wind is clear. I don't know how many times I have heard it, and my ears are grinding out a cocoon.

"However, you let me draw the same thing every day. I don't have only seven seconds of memory. I must know what it means for you to let me draw these. I will draw in a very normal direction!" Feng ChuChu sketched a picture of a river and trees in the picture book before Steven spoke, "Even if you come back after a period of time when I forget!"

Is it difficult for Steven to treat himself as a patient who was seriously injured in a car accident and amnesia?

"If you go on like this, I can become a top student in the sketch class in less than a month. Look, my mental state has improved. I don't know, but my paintings are getting richer and richer!" Feng teased, turned the picture book over and said softly. Steven also smiled and said: "In this way, you can represent that my efforts are not in vain. Your mental state is indeed improving."

Once, Feng ChuChu was closed. She seldom communicated with people. Even if someone spoke in her ear, she would fall into her own world and give a cold defense posture. But now, she will take the initiative to communicate with the nurses in the ward, even if one is Chinese and the other is Japanese. Chickens and ducks speak together. In the face of Steven's attitude, she is no longer so resistant, but will be open Talk about the recent fluctuations and problems you are thinking about, "relax your consciousness, don't think about anything, and listen to the music quietly..."

"Hoo..."

Feng ChuChu found that no matter what he said, he would not have any effect and effect here. He could only obediently lie in bed. Slowly, his spirit began to become tired. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't lift them up, "In front of you, there is a dark world. You can't see your fingers. You can only occasionally hear a burst of discussion in the distance. Don't be afraid. Walk slowly, bit by bit..."

"Well..."

With Steven's hypnosis, Feng ChuChu also fell into it. He raised his hands and groped forward. "The voice is getting clearer and clearer. You can gradually see a figure. Who do you see?" he took the pen in his hand and tried to look at Feng ChuChu's reaction with silent actions, "Si Yeqing..." Feng ChuChu was surprised and wanted to move forward again, But she found that there seemed to be some estrangement between the two people, and she couldn't walk through it.

"What is he doing?" Steven heard the name again. Recently, four of the five times of hypnosis will say the name of Si Yeqing, and the other time is grandma. It can be seen that Si Yeqing has occupied a very important position in her life and can control all her emotions.