My Sweetie,You're so hot

Jon held Siji, coughed, looked at me and said, "it's too hurtful. Siji has been drinking milk powder for three months. Although he's a little poor, he's still not sick. He should be OK, or not?"

I looked at the hand has opened a good important, pursed his lips and said, "four seasons is my child, if I can give her breast milk, why not give it? After all, you have to try. You don't want her to grow up and be sick at any time, do you? "

"Wait a minute!" But I got up, dressed and went downstairs.

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"I'll come up!"

"Another day. I don't want to move today." After all, we have to fight. Just wait a few days and let each other cool off.

"Come down, let's talk!" He spoke in a low voice.

When I received Fu Shenyan's phone call, I was about to fall asleep. I received his phone call vaguely. I was a little irritable, "what's the matter?"

After drinking the medicine, I felt sick in my stomach, so I went back to my bedroom to have a rest. After Chen Xing came back, he took Siji and Jon out for a walk.

I nodded, pinched my nose, and drank all of them. After drinking the medicine, my mouth was filled with the smell of medicine. It was so bitter that Jon stuffed me with a honey.

Jon looked at me and said bitterly, "I already feel bitter. Are you sure you want to drink it?"

Simply can only have been holding her in the room to go, not easy to coax good four seasons.

Chen Xing works overtime at night. He is good at taking care of Siji. When he is away, Jon and I have no way to cry for Siji.

When I arrived at Yuntong community, I began to cook medicine according to the doctor's advice. It was easy for Siji to cry. Jon said that she would cry every time she was hungry and feed her milk powder. She didn't eat much and stopped eating after a few mouthfuls.

Jon starts the car and sighs.

After so many years, I've been numb for a long time. I'm not angry and I don't think it's necessary.

"Let's go! Go back and make medicine. " I opened my mouth and there was no mood swings.

I didn't say much. Looking down the hospital building again, I saw that Fu Shenyan had landed with him and entered the inpatient department happily.

He started the car, did not say more, just silent for a while, "if you still care, talk about it, divorce is too impulsive."

I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. "Isn't that enough?"

He frowned, "because of his relationship with Lu Xinran?"

I closed the door and took my eyes away from the two people at the door of the hospital, "wandering on the edge of divorce."

Jon looked at me and frowned. "What's the situation with you and Fu Shenyan?"

Obviously, the man comes to see the woman and accompany her for a walk.

I followed the past and saw that under the inpatient department building, the woman was wearing hospital uniform, and the man in black suit was as cold and resolute as ever.

When he got into the driver's seat and wanted to say something, he couldn't help looking out of the car for a moment.

"Let's go!" I didn't tell him much. I took the four seasons in his arms and got on the bus.

He nodded, "that's what I said, but didn't the doctor say that it hurt you. After all, you've stopped for four months, and now it's troublesome."

I was surprised that he knew that the winter in Jiangcheng was not so cold here. Fu Shenyan wore a black sweater and a dark coat. He was still leaning against the car coldly, with cigarette on his fingers and spark on his butt.

"What's the matter?" I'm a little irritable. I don't know whether it's the relationship between taking medicine or not. I'm a little irritable.