Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

Mrs. Ding pause, face with embarrassment, she some at a loss put down the chopsticks in her hands, "is not the mother bothered you?"

Look, that's it.

She didn't mean that, but her mother was always careful as if she were a fragile doll.

Could it be that she buried herself in the quilt again with impatience? What she was most afraid of was this kind of interpersonal relationship.

Mrs. Ding was uncomfortable, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

Looking at Murphy's reaction, Mrs. Ding opened her mouth and finally buttoned up the lunch box. "Mom put the rice on the table for you. You eat when you want to eat. Mom goes to see your big brother." Mrs. Ding said and left with a face full of loss.

When Ding Junhui pushed the door in, he just saw his mother with a lost face. He looked up at Murphy with the quilt over there and held her arm.

Mrs. Ding patted her son's hand and finally left here.

Ding Junhui went in after his mother left. After closing the door, he went to the bedside and sat down.

"Feifei, mom just doesn't know how to treat you." Ding Junhui said, reached out and picked up the lunch box, "if you feel so uncomfortable, you can tell her."

Don't you open the quilt and stare at Ding Junhui directly? Looking at her mother's weak appearance, she suspects that if she says "you don't have to be so nice to me", her mother will faint immediately.

Ding Junhui picked up the chopsticks to crush the braised lion's head, and then found a small piece to clip it up and sent it to his lips. "I just saw Qian Yikun go out. Did you quarrel again? I've heard from my mother that the Qian family is going to go to our family to propose marriage after you get well. "

Could it be that he bit angrily, "who wants to marry him?"

Ding Junhui laughed low and married. He did not has the final say.

So Ding Junhui said that he didn't intend to get a specific answer from Murphy.

"I want to get out of the hospital. It's killing me here." Looking at the bandage on her arm, she didn't even feel so embarrassed when ye Cong beat her like that last time. She had a splint on her arm, and even a bandage on her ankle. She was almost mummified.

"I'm afraid not." Ding Junhui said, and continued to feed her, "and I listen to Dad's meaning, I don't want you to get married so soon. After all, you just came back, they want to keep you around for a few years?"

"How old am I?" Didn't you call out subconsciously.

Ding Junhui looked at her with a smile.

Could it be that

It was an accident. She didn't say anything.

"I think so too. When Qian Yikun attacked you, he didn't show mercy at all. I don't think he can take such a brother-in-law." Ding Junhui said with a smile, looking like a "good brother.".

Do you seriously feel that her brother is a little selfish.

"By the way, where's Ye Cong?" Asked Murphy as he ate.

"I don't know. I was discharged before. I don't know where I went." Ding Junhui replied that the rice bowl in her hand was snatched away by Murphy with disgust. Isn't she disabled in both hands, OK?

Could it be that the father and son ran fast with a sneer.

Ding Junqi's body recovery is the fastest. Nalan Chunbo has given him the script of the first sentence. He can figure it out in the hospital.