Kiss You, Sweetheart

The woman who wore a coat and an apron and just whispered under herself has now become a good woman with a dignified look. Song Zhixin copies his hands and leans against the door frame of the kitchen. He looks at Demi's busy figure.

This woman is so changeable.

But if not, at the beginning, I would not be attracted by her.

Demi feels the look behind her. She turns around and looks at Song Zhixin with a deeper expression. Remembering what Li Xin and her younger brother are going to do, she comes to him with a special gentle look.

"Zhixin."

This sound made song Zhixin's bones crisp.

"Well." The response was also very strong.

"I'll discuss something with you."

"You said Song Zhixin has a good attitude and seems to be able to agree to everything.

"My father will have an operation tomorrow, and my mother and brother will come to see him at the weekend. It's winter vacation. I may take my brother out to play. "

"Well." Song Zhixin said softly, "I'll arrange a driver for you."

"That's not necessary." Demi smiles gratefully. "I can't explain it to my mother. The point I want to make is They will live here. After all, there is only one sofa in the ward... "

Song Zhixin finally understood. He straightened up and didn't say a word for a moment.

Fearing that he would be angry, Demi quickly explained, "if you mind, I'll open a room for them near the hospital."

"It's stupid to say you're stupid." Song Zhixin reached for her, held her in his arms and whispered, "how can I mind such a thing? It's what I should do. I said, at least this half year, you are my woman, your family, and I will respect you. "

At the end of the day, song Zhixin's tone was filled with a touch of sadness.

Half a, is a cool time word.

Demi's heart, also not clearly sour, slightly choked: "thank you, Zhixin."

"Don't thank me. You'll work harder then." Song Zhixin let go of her and threw away the bad feeling in his heart with a meaningful smile.

"When my mother comes, I won't work so hard. She will take care of my father."

Song Zhixin reached out to hook her chin, a little frivolous handsome: "baby, are you really stupid, or pretend to be stupid?"

Demi really has a dark face.

"Don't think that if your family comes, you can sleep a few days less. When I want you, I'll take you to the villa. "

Demi: --

Man, that's always the first thing. I'm afraid I'll suffer!

Demi snorted, ignoring song Zhixin, and went to stew.

At 2 p.m. the next day, Zheng Baogang was pushed into the operating room, and Demi was waiting outside. The doctor said that the fastest operation would take two hours, so she sat on the bench and waited.

In the meantime, I received a call from Huo Chun.

"Ah Chun."

"Amy, uncle should be in operation now." Huo Chun's voice is very concerned.

"Yes, it's in operation."

"You are tired of taking care of your uncle these days." The tone changed to heartache.

"Not tired." Demi didn't tell him that there was a nurse to take care of him. He must have thought that she was taking care of Zheng Baogang 24 hours a day.

"Amy, I'll come to see my uncle tomorrow."

"No, ah Chun, that's too much trouble for you." Demi said politely. If Zheng Baogang had an operation in T City, she would not refuse. But it's in s city. It's hard work.