Husband, Please Stop Flirting

After all, Si Yeqing is also traditional in his bones.

When the two people fell in love, there were several times when they almost wiped their guns and went off. However, at the last moment, Si Yeqing held back and gently said to Lu Qianqian, "I can't do such a thing to you now, otherwise I won't be responsible for you in the future." maybe at that time, Si Yeqing thought, The two of them may face problems in the future, so they stop them in time.

"Unexpectedly, Si Yeqing is still a gentleman."

Su Cuo, who heard these things from Lu Qianqian's best friend, said with great interest. He snapped his fingers, looked at the clouds in the sky, said in a voice he could hear: "but it seems that Si Yeqing doesn't hate the wind so much. Otherwise, how can it be..." Su CuO said, narrowing his eyes and saying nothing.

At home, Feng ChuChu looked at the strange number on his mobile phone and hesitated. Finally, he picked it up for fear that it was the nurse in the hospital. He didn't receive anything about grandma. Unexpectedly, at the moment of connection, I heard Lin Zixiang's familiar voice. Although there were some changes through the transmission of radio waves, it was still very easy to identify.

"How are you? Do you have a stomachache? I asked the room service to give you the porridge this morning. I heard you didn't finish it completely. Isn't it too appetizing?"

Lin Zixiang said with concern. Feng ChuChu also said softly, "no, very good, but I don't have any appetite in the morning. Generally, I don't eat much." at home, Si Yeqing uses breakfast every day. Over time, Feng ChuChu has formed the habit of waking up and not going downstairs for breakfast. After all, it's the best way for them to meet as little as possible.

Stomach disease also began to fall from this time.

"What's the matter today? If not, let's go out for a walk? I haven't been back to school for a long time. I'm still curious about what our primary school has become and whether all the teachers are still there!" Lin Zixiang said excitedly. Even across the screen, the wind can feel the look and excitement on each other's faces, "I may not be very convenient today. I have something to do."

Lin Zixiang narrowed his eyes and paused for a while before slowly asking, "did Si Yeqing say something to you? Or did he tell you not to let you continue to meet me?" in addition to this reason, Lin Zixiang can't imagine why his two states have regressed after yesterday's events.

"No, I really have something to do today. I need to go to the hospital. Another day, I'll accompany you to school." Feng ChuChu said, heard the sound of the vehicle engine outside, opened the curtains and looked at the back of the black Ferrari, "as for Si Yeqing, he doesn't have time to take care of me and doesn't care who I go out with. So don't worry..."

Everything has a reason. That's enough.

Not because Feng ChuChu hated himself, Lin Zixiang smiled, but immediately became nervous and asked, "why did you go to the hospital? Is it because of something uncomfortable? Or what?" hearing his anxious voice, Feng ChuChu felt it for the first time. It was such a feeling to be cared about, "Do you remember, when I was in primary school, I told you that my favorite grandmother. She is now in hospital and needs surgery today. I want to see..." Feng said faintly, trying to make her emotions less obvious.

"Which hospital? I'll pick you up and accompany you. You can't do it yourself..."

Lin Zixiang said softly, and couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "I know where Si Yeqing's home is. I'll pick you up. You're ready to wait for me." Such an overbearing tone was what she once hoped her future boyfriend would say, but now, when she really met someone like herself, she instinctively resisted, and even a terrible idea came out of her mind.

If only Si Yeqing could talk to her like this.

If Si Yeqing could take care of himself and treat himself like Lin Zixiang, how good it would be.

Feng ChuChu thought about it himself, and finally laughed himself. It's impossible.

"A person who has no feelings for me and all his kindness to me is disguised in front of outsiders. How can he care about me..." Feng ChuChu mockingly changed her clothes and sat in the living room. She stared at her mobile phone and felt that she was a little scum. She clearly knew Lin Zixiang's intention for herself, but she didn't make any expression and refusal. She just felt the kindness of the other party to herself, so that she could be a little warm.

Well, forget it, just be selfish once.

Feng ChuChu comforted herself, and the sound of the car sounded outside. She went out and opened the door. She saw Lin Zixiang standing outside, waved to her and said, "I bought some tonics on the road. When grandma recovers, I should be able to eat." looking at the full stack of health care products in the back seat of the car, Feng ChuChu also smiled faintly and said: "Grandma may not be able to use it..."

"Even if her operation is successful, she can only love to keep breathing. These things can't be eaten."

For grandma's physical condition, Feng ChuChu is clear in his heart. He just deceives himself and others and doesn't want to express it. Lin Zixiang looked at her lonely eyes and patted her on the shoulder. "It's okay. As long as they can live, they are a dependence on us. I know what you're worried about. Don't worry. It's okay."

"Well, it will. It will be all right... Everything."

The wind clearly avoided Lin Zixiang's eyes and thought of Si Yeqing. He had just left. Where did he go? Who are you going to see?

Since when did you fall into such a state? Feng ChuChu can't tell clearly. He just thinks about Si Yeqing all the time. He will be very happy when he sees him. Although he sneers at himself, as long as his eyes fall on himself, he can feel happy and happy. As long as Si Yeqing has a little good performance for him, Feng ChuChu will keep it in his heart, think about it over and over for a long time, and convince himself that through this little behavior, he tells himself that he actually has a little good feeling for himself

So, how sad.

Even occasionally, when I think of it, I feel... Too humble.