Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

"What does it have to do with me?"

"You," Su mianhong stared at him, "Zhong Nanyu, you have no conscience."

Zhong Nanyu smiled and opened his mouth calmly, "what happened?"

That tone, quite innocent.

Su Mian looked at him straight, stunned for half a minute.

But Zhong Nanyu's face was calm and there was no difference.

She looked back and swept to the position of his left leg, which was still in plaster.

She took a look, then took back her sight, looked at Zhong Nanji, and asked him tentatively, "your leg..."

"Nothing."

"But," Su Mian pointed out, "your mother said you..."

"She coaxed you."

Su Mian, "..."

For a moment, Su Mian didn't know whether to be angry or what to do?

Want to be angry, but can't find someone.

After all, in the face of Zhong Nange's honesty, it seems to have nothing to do with him.

So Su Mian felt that there was a fire in her heart. She couldn't get up or down.

My heart is very uncomfortable.

She raised her hand and pressed it on Zhong Nan's chest. She got up and wanted to leave.

But how can Zhong Nanyu be willing to let her go and leave like this?

With a hook in his long arm and a slight effort, Su Mian's whole body was rolled onto the bed like a puppet.

Su Mian felt a whirl of heaven and earth. When she recovered, she had been pressed under Zhong Nan's quilt.

Suddenly, my heart was burning.

She put her hand on his chest and tried to push him away.

But even if his legs are inconvenient, she is still not his opponent.

Zhong Nanyu pressed her to death. In addition to their thin sick clothes, they fit closely.

The burning breath on the man made Su Mian blush.

I don't know whether it's angry or ashamed.

She raised her eyes to stare at him and said angrily, "get up."

Zhong Nanyu put her lips gently against her earlobes, like a whisper between lovers, "who just held me and cried to death, huh?"

His last ending sound was like a feather gently sliding over the tip of her heart.

It's itchy, crisp and numb.

Su Mian's originally tight body softened in an instant.

A little face is getting redder and redder.

She retorted angrily, "it's not all because of your mother..."

Zhong Nange looked at her white and tender earlobe and couldn't help biting it. He bit it gently and corrected the mistakes in her words, "good, it's our mother."

His teeth gently bit her earlobe, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, so that Su Mian was crispy all over.

"Don't..." Su Mian wanted to stop it, but her voice followed her. She bit the corner of her lip and raised her hand to push Zhong Nanyu's face.

But as soon as he reached out, he was held by Zhong Nanyu.

Immediately, her hands were forcibly fixed on her head by Zhong Nanyu.

The next second, his lips fell all the way from her ears to the corner of her lips.

He kissed her and whispered, "do you want to?"

Su Mian was so soft by his kiss that her lips opened gently. Just when she wanted to speak, Zhong Nange suddenly attacked the city and swept the ground. Her tongue with mint fragrance ran into her mouth, hooked the small tongue she wanted to avoid, and pestered.

I don't know when my hands will be released.

Su Mian raised his arm and hooked up Zhong Nanyu's neck.

It's hard to control the soft chanting that men can't control.

After the cold war for more than a week, she hooked his neck and stuck her body involuntarily.

But he kissed her deeply and wished he could swallow the people under him directly.

After entanglement for a long time, Zhong Nanyu slowly released Su Mian.

Black eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the confusion on her crimson face.

The corners of the lips are lifted, and the dark bottom of the eyes is warm.

Open your mouth and have a very hoarse voice.

"I really want you."

Su Mian also opened his eyes. There was a mist in his watery eyes.

It looks like a little animal just waking up. It's harmless and lovely.

Zhong Nanyu couldn't help it, and the Adam's apple stirred again.

He buried his face in her neck and whispered, "don't hook me like this, I can't hold it."

His breath sprayed on her neck, burning.

Su Mian unconsciously moved and whispered, "can you get up first?"

Zhong Nanyu didn't move. "Hold it for a while."

Su Mian didn't want to, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him. "Someone came in later."

"No."

Su Mian was so angry that he called his name, "Zhong Nanyu!"

Zhong nanqin raised her head, but he didn't let her go.

Instead, the thug hugged her waist and directly turned her over and pressed him.

Last second, she was still in his position.

The next second, she's up and he's down.

Zhong Nanyu asked her with a ruffian face, "do you like this posture?"

Su Mian stared at him coyly, and then he was so ashamed that he buried his face in his chest and didn't want to look up.

Her shy little appearance made Zhong Nanji laugh.

He smiled and reached for her face.

Su Mian wanted to avoid his big hand, but he held her face in his strong hand.

He forced her to look up and look at him.

Su Mian looked at him and saw that his face gradually became serious and serious.

The whole person also gathered a smile on his face and looked at him silently.

His hands were wide and warm.

Her little face was between his hands, a small ball, white, tender and lovely.

Zhong Nanyu quietly coagulated her, suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was low and mellow.

He said, "I'm sorry!"

Su Mian asked him, "what's wrong with you?"

"My distrust and misunderstanding of you!"

Although many days have passed, Su Mian still feels wronged and heartache at the moment.

She raised her hand and mercilessly pounded on Zhong Nanyu's chest. While pounding, she couldn't help crying, "you're a bad guy!"

Zhong nanqin let her beat, echoed her words, gently coaxed her with words, "well, I'm a bad guy!"

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"It doesn't matter. I'll take care of you."

"You rascal."

"I can also play hooligans. Do you want to try?"

"Zhong Nanyu“

"Huh?"

"I......" Su Mian blushed and whispered suddenly, "I want to go to the bathroom."

......

Su Mian stayed in the bathroom for five minutes.

When he came out from the inside, he saw Yan Qingming standing in front of the hospital bed, holding a document in his hand, talking to Zhong Nange.

Hearing the news, he turned back.

When he saw Su Mian coming out of the bathroom, his expression was a little stunned, and then he knew it.

"Mr. Su," he said hello, with a faint smile on his face, "haven't seen you for a long time."

Su Mian pulled his lips at him, with an embarrassed expression, "yes, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Then she raised her eyes and looked at Zhong Nanyu. It happened that he also raised his eyes and looked at her.

When they met, she immediately said to him, "I'll go down first."

Zhong Nanyu put down the folder in her hand, "I'll give it to you."

Su Mian wants to refuse. Zhong Nange has turned over and got out of bed.

Looking at his quick movements, Su Mian really wondered if his legs would be fake?

Yan Qingming immediately handed the crutch to one side. Zhong Nanyu reached out and took it. He walked to Su Mian with a crutch, looked at her with his eyes, and whispered, "let's go."

Su Mian had no choice but to follow him out of the ward.

Zhong Nange took Su Mian on crutches in one hand and took her to the fifth floor.

Standing at the door of ward 508, Su Mian stopped and gently broke free from his big hand holding her tightly.

He looked up at him and said softly, "I'm here. Go up quickly. Yan tezhu is still waiting for you."

Zhong Nan's quilt hung her eyes and made a faint sound, "let him wait."

Su Mian said to him with a coquettish face, "do you know what the faint king in ancient times was like?"

Zhong Nan's quilt hooks his lips, "let's hear it."

"That's you," said Su Mian with a smile. "You don't care for your subordinates at all."

"You missed another one."

Su Mian looked up at him, "which one?"

"Beauty is a curse."

Su Mian glared at him, "who do you think is the curse?"

She is very cute when she stares.

A pair of eyes stared round, and the white and tender cheeks were puffed with anger, much like the little frog in Zhong Yibai's cartoon.

Zhong Nanyu couldn't help reaching out and pinched her bulging cheeks. Looking at her black eyes full of tenderness, "you are my little disaster."

Su Mian, "..."

Is this love talk?

Right?

At this moment, Su Mian's heart beat like thunder.

Obviously, it's not a moving love word, but I can hear people's flowers in full bloom.

......

Sent away Zhong Nanyu and Su Mian into the ward.

When Liu Xiaomei saw her coming in, she immediately said to her, "your cell phone has been ringing for a long time."

Su Mian immediately went to the bedside table and picked up his cell phone.

Open it. There are two missed calls. One is from Zhong Yibai's old house and the other is from Yu Miao.

She can guess why Zhong Yibai called?

She must have frightened the child when she was crying on Zhong Nanyu.

She just couldn't explain a word or two clearly on the phone. She thought it would be better to tell him personally at some time.

So she dialed Yu Miao's cell phone.

After a few rings, Yu Miao picked it up, "Lao Su, I won't go there tonight."

"OK."

"Gu Lang is off duty today. Let's go out for romance. Are you jealous?"

Su Mian smiled back to her, "envy."

"When you are well, let's go out together."

Su Mian didn't reply to her words when she heard Yu Miao, who was dissatisfied with Gu Lang on the other end of the phone, "pay attention to words when speaking. What waves are waves? Can you be more reserved?"

Yu Miao immediately smiled back to him, "this wave is not that wave."

Su Mian listened to the flirting between the two on the other end of the phone and hung up with a smile.

Liu Xiaomei came in, pushing the dining car in her hand.

"Sister Su, Mr. Zhong asked someone to bring it to you. The previous one is cold."

Su Mian put his cell phone aside and walked over.

She helped Liu Xiaomei bring the food to the tea table, and then opened it one by one.

Four dishes and one soup are her favorite.

Su Mian sat on the sofa and said to Liu Xiaomei, "sit down and let's eat together."

Liu Xiaomei looked at the food at the table and swallowed her saliva. "Sister Su, will Mr. Zhong be angry when he knows?"

"No," Su Mian handed her the chopsticks. "I can't finish eating so much. Isn't it a pity to waste it?"

Liu Xiaomei thinks so.

So he reached for the chopsticks and sat down.