Husband, Please Stop Flirting

When Lu Fu left, the hospital was like going through a war of chaos. Although on the surface, several people were well-dressed, their hearts were full of holes and the ground was in a mess. Su CuO and Si Yeqing sat on the bench in the hospital corridor. No one spoke to each other in silence. Until a long time ago, Si Yeqing stretched out his hand and asked, "is there any smoke?"

"Yes, but it's a little strong." Su CuO took out a cigarette box from his arms. The thick cigar in it was something Si Yeqing would never touch before. In the upper class society, I don't know when it became popular to smoke cigars, light one, the burning feeling in the lungs and the special smell. It is said that people will linger and forget to return if they just take a sip. Si Yeqing always refused. He didn't want to let himself be contaminated with anything that might be addictive, but today, he paused, took it and lit it.

Looking at the smoke circle floating in the air, Su CuO smiled, lit his own one and asked, "how do you feel?"

"Do you want to ask about your cigarette or something else?" after all, he was a friend for many years. Si Yeqing was also smart and asked directly. Su CuO shrugged his shoulders, leaned his head against the back window, straightened his legs and said faintly: "Of course, I'm curious about your current mood. Men want to have three wives and four concubines. Now you are the envy of all male compatriots in our circle. The cinnabar mole in your heart and the white moonlight in your eyes are all around! You're still sad. What should they do?"

White moonlight and cinnabar mole, there will always be two women who are difficult to choose in men's life. In the context of modern society, there is no way to have both, so they can only give up one. The other will become a box that will always exist in their hearts. Occasionally open it and miss it, and it will be more and more beautified. "If you envy, I really hope to give you my life now." Si Yeqing didn't feel it before, maybe he didn't notice the change of his clear feelings for the wind, but now he knows what it's like to be exhausted.

"I really don't want it! I can't afford it."

Thinking of Lu Qianqian's appearance, Su CuO felt that he would be sucked clean with her in a few months. Such a woman is too scary to touch. "It's hard to say. Now you're taking your own blame and retribution. On the old lady's side, even if you're a little tough, can you really give the company to others?" Su CuO was also a little guilty.

After all, knowing Xu Xiuqing's character and his family may really give it to others.

"Now that you have chosen obedience, don't imagine that you can change it in the future. You have all the good things in the world. What should we do for those who have bad lives?" Su CuO joked. He also grabbed the cigar in Si Yeqing's hand, snuffed it out and said: "Don't smoke one at a time for those who just started. It's good not to sleep at night. If you break down directly, I'm afraid I'll be scolded!"

Si Yeqing didn't answer. He just held his hands tightly together. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Do you think Feng ChuChu will wait for me?" counting up, it has been nearly half a month since he left Japan. Su CuO shook his head, pointed to his face and asked: "When did I look like a great dancer? I can count my fingers and know what others think? When you sit next to me, I can't see what you're thinking, not to mention a woman who doesn't know much and is far away in Japan!"

Su CuO was very helpless, but he advised him, "but if you are really clear, I advise you to solve the things here as soon as possible."

"Without any news, women will think nonsense." Su Cuo, with his years of understanding, acted as a very excellent wingman, but what he could do also stagnated here, "By the way, just when you and uncle Lu were in the ward, I seemed to see someone passing by the door. But I didn't see who it was. It could be a nurse or someone else. You'd better pay attention."

Si Yeqing heard it and nodded, but he didn't put it in his heart.

In a hospital in Japan, Lin Zixiang sat on the sofa next to him. Feng looked at the book he had just bought. They didn't speak to each other quietly. Until a text message prompt sounded in the quiet room, "Bang..." Feng ChuChu quickly put down the book, hit the degree of the table with his arm, quickly turned over the mobile phone he had buckled on the table, but looked at it. It was still dark and there was no news.

"It's mine..." Lin Zixiang still held his mobile phone in his hand, screwed up his eyebrows, looked at Feng ChuChu, and was immediately disappointed. He could see the dark expression with his naked eye, deal with the company's affairs, handed Feng ChuChu the freshly cut fruit in his hand, and asked, "are you waiting for someone's rest?" Feng ChuChu didn't answer, but Lin Zixiang also smiled faintly. He prepared it with a toothpick, sent it to Feng ChuChu's mouth and said, "Si Yeqing?"

Feng ChuChu frowned, took the plate in his hand and nodded.

"Miss him, want to know his news, why don't you call?" Lin Zixiang handed over his mobile phone, half joking: "my mobile phone has opened international roaming, so you can use it at ease." Since the wind is clear at the moment and there is Si Yeqing in his heart, Lin Zixiang knows that if he forcibly squeeze in, it may backfire. The only thing he can do is to watch and wait for the opportunity.

Feng ChuChu hesitated, but Lin Zixiang directly put his mobile phone into her hand and said, "if you want, just call. Don't leave yourself regret."

Unfortunately, it is the most useless but most frequently used word in the world. If everyone can predict the result of doing something, will there be so many regrets? The answer is yes, of course. Even if you know the result of everything and have not experienced it personally, you will still be full of luck, thinking maybe, maybe not, huh?

"Fight, I'll go out and won't eavesdrop on you."

Lin Zixiang turned freely and opened the door to go out, while Feng ChuChu was in the hospital bed, staring at the number on the mobile phone, his fingers trembling. She suddenly felt that she was not as strong as she imagined. At the moment, her whole body seemed to be picked up, sour and uncomfortable, and she was too nervous.