President Daddy is super strong

Sun Zhenzhen listens to slightly a Leng, then mercilessly frowns, "you ya have a disease!"

What did he just say? Did the chicks come to him?

"I'm sick!" Yang Yilin's face was extremely disgusted, and he thought it was incredible.

"Go to the doctor if you are ill. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

He scolded rudely. Sun Zhenzhen came down from the hospital bed and walked out with great strides.

"You... Yang Yilin pointed at her angrily, and finally said," slow down, you still have injuries. "

Sun Zhenzhen's head didn't reply and said, "I hurt my arm, not my leg!"

Yang Yilin's Qi made a "Chi" sound and ran after him.

"Where are you going, I'll take you!" Even if in the heart again angry, but he still chased out, the dead begged the white rascal to ask.

"No!" Sun Zhenzhen didn't look him in the eye and just spit out two words.

Yang Yilin is in a hurry. "You can't drive like this now. Don't try to be brave, OK?"

The heart moves faintly and sideways, but the expression on the face is extremely indifferent, "it's none of your business."

"It's none of my business. We are friends no matter how we say it. Is it wrong to take care of you as friends?"

Sun Zhenzhen's fast pace did not decrease. He turned around and looked at him. His eyes were clear and his tone was not good: "I'm sorry, we are not friends."

Yang Yilin's face changed greatly when he was angry

This time, sun Zhenzhen didn't refute. Yang Yilin thought that she agreed with him, but he couldn't think of it. She didn't speak because she aimed at a taxi parked on the side of the road. When he didn't pay attention, a handsome hurdle jumped over from the low jungle and directly opened the door of the car.

By the time Yang Yilin reacted, the taxi had already joined the flow of traffic and could not tell which was which.

"Shit!" Yang Yilin stamped his feet and his hands on his hips for a long time before turning back to the hospital.

······In the corridor.

As soon as song Qingyun had surgery, his clothes were blocked by Yang Yilin before he could change them.

"Drink with me!" said the angry ghost

Song Qingyun looked at him with a little tired look. He wanted to die. "I said Yang Dashao, you think everyone is as busy as you. I will have another operation later. If you don't have time, you'd better go to find your yingyingyanyan

Yang Yilin is more angry. He glares at Song Qingyun and says nothing.

Song Qingyun looks at his angry back, but he picks up the corner of his lips and shakes his head.

······Naturally, Yang Yilin, who left the hospital, did not find a place to drink.

First, no one accompanied, second, the brain involuntarily drove him to drive to sun Zhenzhen's neighborhood.

Park the car downstairs. It's nice to get up.

Is hesitant, suddenly swept a familiar figure.

"Suyan?" Whispering out the name of the man, Yang Yilin could not help frowning, "what is he doing?"

Sun Zhenzhen and Su Yan broke up. He has heard from his sister-in-law. So, is this scum man coming today?

Thinking more and more suspiciously, he opened the door and got off the car.

······

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong." The doorbell rings.

"Who is it?" Sun Zhenzhen shouted at the top of his voice.

"Take out."