Mr General doted on his sweet wife

On the other side, it's a five minute drive to such a large and sparsely populated area.

"You sleep on the sofa." Fang LAN is not polite to him at all. His comfort is the most important thing.

Zhuang Shihao did not want to let the little woman sleep on the sofa, turn over and go to the sofa.

Fang LAN avoided to go to bed.

You you blinked: "why can't we sleep like in a tent?"

"Because this is not a tent." Fang Lan said, press him into the quilt, "sleep."

She put out the light.

You you still refused to sleep: "no story has been told."

Fang Lan thought it would be better to tell a story to ease the embarrassment.

If it wasn't for the special circumstances, if it hadn't been for seeing him send his mobile phone and card, she would have left him.

She told the story in a low voice and youyou listened quietly.

The gentle voice with a smile came and went back and forth in the room, as well as Zhuang Shihao's ear.

He was also fascinated by the simple stories.

The sound of rain outside the window is gradually rising, but the room is particularly quiet.

You you fell asleep, Fang Lan also stopped the sound, for a moment, three people breath each other smell.

The room was not big, and all the sounds in the dark were twice as clear as when there was light.

Fang LAN keeps turning over, feeling that Zhuang Shihao is really a nuisance, disrupting her peaceful life.

Zhuang Shihao is sleeping peacefully. He doesn't move, but Fang Lan's voice is in his ears.

He used to rarely sleep with her in a room, usually went to the master bedroom, will leave soon, will not stay long.

It was a rare experience to live in a tent. This time, it was more special.

He wanted to get up and take a cold bath, but he didn't want to disturb her and youyou.

What's more, it's too much to cover up.

Finally, Fang LAN gave out a shallow and even breath, and Zhuang Shihao finally fell asleep in the breath.

The next morning, room service finally delivered Zhuang Shihao's clothes.

In the next few days, Fang Lan thought he was going to work, but he did not. Instead, he borrowed a wheelchair and proposed to take youyou and Fang LAN around.

Fang LAN is a person who likes to visit mountains and rivers. It's a pity that she spent a whole day in her room yesterday. Today it's sunny and sunny, so she can't resist the temptation.

Zhuang Shihao drove her and youyou to the destination. He put down his wheelchair and sat down with her. He pushed her and led you you.

Occasionally he would hold you.

Physical strength is good, all day down, Fang LAN didn't walk very much, he was tired, he didn't change his face, as if nothing happened.

After two or three days of playing like this, Fang Lan's feet have been raised, and Zhuang Shihao is leaving.

Assistant Zhang has called several times to urge.

There are a lot of things in the company that Zhuang Shihao has left temporarily. Naturally, few people can bear such a long time.

He took the suitcase and said goodbye to you you.

Fang LAN looks at the sky and the trees beside him, not his people.

The sky is high and blue, which washes people's eyes once again. The branches stretch out and sway in the wind.

It's a nice day. It's a hot summer, but it's not too hot here.

"I went home." After finishing with you you you, Zhuang Shihao went to Fang LAN and said, "you take care of yourself and youyou. When you come to a new place, report your peace to me. Call me if you need something. "

He is what she is.