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"Otherwise Shall we have a child? " Yi junyang looks at her tentatively. His eyes are deep. He can't see the truth, but he is sincere.

To his eyes, ice and snow Congling could not help but be stunned, "you say What? "

Her overreaction made Yi junyang look a little bit sluggish, then immediately disappeared, as if nothing had been found. The corners of her lips slightly raised, "I said The noodles you cooked are delicious

But Leng Ling said, "how can you look down?"

"It looks delicious!" Yi junyang finished, took the bowl and went to the restaurant. After a step, he looked back at her and gave her a gentle kiss on the face. "No matter what you do, it's delicious!"

Suddenly, ice and snow Congling can't help but stay in the original place. Her heart is like a ping-pong ball falling on the ground, "bang bang" jumps up.

At this moment, looking at the tall and handsome figure of the man, ice and snow Congling is suddenly surrounded by the feeling of love, like a flame burning, her brain begins to become blank.

That's right, her heart was rippling.

It's like they have already been married, and it's still so frequent, but she has never been so excited.

She loves this man, no matter what he does to himself.

But in a short period of time, apart from hand in hand kissing, they all seemed to be doing that thing.

Until now Now she realized that Love is such a feeling, such a happiness.

For a moment, she was more reluctant to part with him.

Even if she will be pregnant with his child, even if he can watch his copy every day, it can't make up for her lack now, it can't make her return to this man, and she can't enjoy the feeling of being loved and teased by him any more.

If so, what is she doing alive?

What's the meaning of life without Yi junyang?

But What else can she do?

Did you watch him destroyed by his mother and forced to go to the abyss step by step?

No!

Ice and snow Congling thought of the things that might happen to him, the experiences, the courage that just burst out, the strength, like a fragile soap bubble, "bang" broke.

Even the body disappeared.

"What are you doing standing there? Come and have noodles Yi junyang found that Congling was standing in a daze.

Although he knew that she had something on her mind, he did not pierce her. Instead, he looked at her with a smile as if nothing had happened. "Don't you want to know the taste of your own noodles?"

"Is it delicious?" Ice and snow Congling quickly clear away the mind of those thoughts, and then smile to Yi junyang walked.

Instead of sitting beside him, she sat opposite him so that she could see him more.

"Try it!" Yi junyang finished, pushed the bowl in front of her, and then looked at her expectantly.

Ice and snow Congling looked at him purposeful eyes, tentatively picked up chopsticks, "is it so bad?"

Although she doesn't often cook, she still has the skill of cooking noodles.

Did you cook the noodles today?

With such a mind, ice and snow Congling put a piece of noodles in her mouth.

Salty matter, moderate hardness, no problem?

"And All right? " Ice snow Congling some in the heart have no bottom of look up at him, "don't you like?"

After all, it was the first time that she cooked noodles for him. She didn't know his taste, but at least she felt Not bad.

But what did he look like?

Yi junyang smiles, then stands up and walks to her side.

Ice and snow Congling all the way puzzled to see him come, don't know what he wants to do.

She thought he was going to taste the bowl of noodles again, or tell herself what needs to be improved.

But she was wrong.

Yi junyang not only didn't touch the bowl of noodles, but took her in his arms.

"You What are you doing? " Ice and snow Congling looks puzzled. How about her face? He hasn't evaluated it yet. How can he suddenly pick herself up?

You don't want to cook her in a bowl, do you?

Although it's impossible for such a thing to happen, she is still thinking about all the things related to face-to-face. She can't relax at all, so she doesn't know what Yi junyang's intention is.

"What do you say?" Yi junyang looks at her, then lowers his head and kisses her lips gently. "The noodles are finished. Now it's time to eat you..."

"Ah?"

Ice snow Congling looks surprised, but before she expresses her opinion, Yi junyang kisses her.A "bloodbath" began, the night is no longer so quiet and cold.

The next day, when Mujing orange woke up, the sun had already risen high.

Although there are curtains in the ward, the sun still penetrates tenaciously and shines on Mujing orange's face.

Tenacious sunshine, after the baptism of the curtain, become a lot of gentle.

At the moment, Mujing orange, who is completely relaxed and has enough rest, feels much more comfortable both physically and mentally.

Except tongue.

Although there is no longer tingling, but because of bandage and swelling, blocking in the mouth is very uncomfortable.

So when she woke up, she frowned unconsciously. She hated her tongue, and even more hated the feeling that she was not dumb but could not speak.

"Awake?"

Qu Shaochen's voice, will her in the mind of depressed and depressed to dispel a lot.

Turn a head to see to go, the district little Chen gentle vision is staring at oneself.

His face is much better than yesterday, the originally slightly exposed Hu residue has now disappeared.

Looking at him once again restore the past handsome, Mu Jing orange slightly smile, but in the heart can't help but worry.

He is so handsome, he is so ugly, and in the future, he may not speak, or he may become a big tongue. How can she stand with him and be his wife as she used to be?

"Hungry?" The voice that area little Chen cares spreads again, the vision is still so gentle.

Mu Jingcheng shakes his head slightly, but his eyes keep looking at him.

"Thirsty?"

Mu Jingcheng still shakes his head.

Although she didn't drink and eat for two days and two nights, she was still not thirsty and hungry, which was completely due to the medicine and nutrient solution.

Can area little Chen but still worry about her, worry about her body can't stand, so keep asking.

"Tired? Do you still feel bad? "

Mu Jingcheng still shakes his head.

In fact, she wanted to ask him, "tired?"

Accompany her for so long, take care of her for so long, he really not uncomfortable, not tired?