Reborn as a schoolmaster's little fairy

Lu Ziheng looked at Shen Qinghuan's face. He sighed, "your fever has just subsided. You can't eat such spicy food."

"I don't care. I just want to eat. You have said that you can cook for me whatever I want. "

The little girl's mood came up. If Lu Ziheng didn't make a noise in time, he would give himself a cold look.

"You liar." Shen Qinghuan whispered, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"If you don't want to talk to me, who are you going to talk to?"

But Lu Ziheng pulls her into his arms. The emotion in the man's eyebrows and eyes is gradually warming up through the thick material.

"Xiao Qinghuan." Lu Ziheng suddenly raised her chin with his index finger, "if you want to eat, let your brother kiss you first."

Shen Qinghuan's small face suddenly raised a few pretty clouds. In front of the delicious food, he still lowered his head.

Originally, it was a kiss from a dragonfly, but later, Lu Ziheng took Shen Qinghuan back to bed, but it became an indescribable scene.

"Brother, I'll make you a delicious crayfish later?"

"Good."

Shen Qinghuan nodded. When Lu Ziheng walked out of the quilt, it was already attacked by the dusk.

Maybe Lu Ziheng wanted to give Shen Qinghuan enough rest time, so he didn't turn on the light.

Shen Qinghuan suddenly thought that in his previous life, Lu Ziheng also gave himself an answer in countless nights.

At that time, I didn't know what was wrong with my brain. Maybe it was because of water injection that I was cheated by the slag man in wenhuaibei.

All the evil things about the past life in my memory seem to be put together completely.

Shen Qinghuan's eyes are wet.

All of a sudden, the scenery around seems to become clear.

Lu Ziheng brought in the crayfish, which was full of color and fragrance. "Why are you crying?"

He apologized as if he had done too much.

Shen Qinghuan leaned on Lu Ziheng's chest, and it took him a long time to calm down.

"Crying hungry."

Shen Qinghuan is like a wounded animal, looking pitifully at Lu Ziheng.

Lu Ziheng, of course, didn't believe her story. He wiped away her tears. "Did my brother just wear a condom, so..."

If he doesn't, Shen Qinghuan may forget it.

Lu Ziheng lay on Shen Qinghuan's flat belly and said: "Hi. Baby. I'm dad. "

Shen Qinghuan's face was red and his tone was fierce: "if you talk nonsense again, I will ignore you."

Lu Ziheng is not Qin Muzhi, and she is not Zhou Zihan. How could she be so easy to get pregnant.

Shen Qinghuan's voice was soft: "I should have emergency pills in my bag. It's effective to take them within 72 hours."

Lu Ziheng's eyes darkened. In fact, Shen Haotian was quite right. Shen Qinghuan, a girl born with a golden spoon, shouldn't live a hard life with herself.

Just now, it's not that I can't control myself, it's that when it comes to the most critical time, I have some selfishness, and even sprout that if I really have children, I can tie her for a lifetime.

Lu Ziheng gently pulled Shen Qinghuan's arm, held Shen Qinghuan in his arms and said: "taking medicine is not good for your health."

Shen Qinghuan was about to say something, and then he heard: "you're right, one time doesn't necessarily win the lottery."

Lu Ziheng chuckled, "crayfish don't eat cold anymore."

When Shen Qinghuan saw the crayfish on the plate, they were all peeled.

Her heart suddenly became very warm. Lu Ziheng's cooking skills were always very good.

Shen Qinghuan seems to be hungry and soon eats up all the crayfish on his plate.

This night, Lu Ziheng hardly slept.

There is too much backlog of courses in China. Although he has practical experience, he also needs to integrate with textbooks.

The little girl next to her is still sleeping. Her face is red and charming.

Lu Ziheng couldn't help it. He leaned over to kiss Shen Qinghuan's forehead, with a smile in his mouth.

There was plenty of sunshine in the early morning, pouring into their cottage.

Lu Ziheng took the cup and sat on the sofa. As soon as he turned on the computer, the word "yilanzhi s Zi" appeared on the web page.

A few days ago, the news that was obviously suppressed, I don't know why, rushed to the hot search again, just like someone deliberately wanted to bring down their Lu family.

Point in, although different from the content of a few days ago, it still tells the story of Yeats.

Lu Ziheng rubbed his sour eyes. His fingertips seemed to be pricked by the words on the screen.

Internet gourd eaters are just like the memory of Yeats, intermittent.

These days, Lu Zhenting's tenderness has fascinated the defenseless Yeats.

But occasionally there are convulsions.

In the video, ye Lanzhi suddenly goes crazy, gets up and runs out.

As the new owner of the Lu family, Lu Zhenting didn't have time to put on his coat, so he followed Yeats.

"Are you bored! Why are you always following me? " Ye Lanzhi turned over and roared at the landing.

"Don't bother, Lanzhi. As I said, I won't bother you all my life."

"You don't bother, but I will."

Lu Zhenting can hear ye Lanzhi's tone. It doesn't seem like a joke. He followed a few steps forward, took her hand, and asked nervously, "do you think of something?"

"Lange." Lu Zhenting's dark pupils ran away with a drop of scarlet, "are you going to give up on me?"

"Mr. Lu." Ye Lanzhi said: "we have never been together, how can we talk about giving up?"

Never together?

Lu Zhenting knows that ye Lanzhi's memory is confused, but he still can't listen.

As far as he is concerned, these days are like stolen ones. Lu Zhenting is more afraid that Yeats will think of everything than anyone else.

Lu Zhenting also knows that as a middle-aged man, he is not suitable to be like a young man. But he, or did not resist, chose in public, with a kiss to block the words behind Ye Lanzhi.

Ye Lanzhi felt aggrieved and almost instinctively rejected Lu Zhenting's intimacy.

The painful Lu Zhenting wiped the blood on his mouth with his thumb and suddenly laughed.

Ye Lanzhi could not see whether Lu Zhenting was angry or sad.

When she finally had a chance to gasp, Lu Zhenting kisses her again and bites her lips.

Lu Zhenting let go of Ye Lanzhi's words and said, "Lanzhi, don't you love me at all?"

The night wind dispersed the thin figure of Ye Lanzhi.

Lu Zhenting's words, let her lose all the ability of dialogue.

"Forget it, I won't ask."

The night market in the imperial capital is ablaze with lights.

Bustling is a person who has no intention. Sadness is unwilling to get into the bone marrow and flow wantonly.

And the most valuable emotion in the world is nothing but mutual affection.

After a few seconds of consternation, Yeats walked away without looking back.

The sky and the earth merge into one, and the dark becomes the main color, which rushes into the pupil, and then Lu Zhenting falls down.

Not far away, I can still hear the scream of several female voices.

Lu Zhenting never thought that when he woke up again, he could see ye Lanzhi sitting next to him.

"How familiar were we before? Are you my ex husband? "

This time, it was Lu Zhenting's turn to be silent.

He struggled to get up, went to the water dispenser, received a glass of water, and then handed it to Yeats.

"Is that the right question for me?" Holding a paper cup, she pursed her lips and continued to ask, "did you and I have a marriage before, because you were unfaithful, so I left you?"

Lu Zhenting shook his head. He squatted beside her and held his hand: "do you have to know?"

"Well, if it's hard, don't answer." Ye Lanzhi stretched out his hand and nudged him forward. "Don't squat beside me like this. It's like New Year's greetings."

For a moment, Lu Zhenting was speechless. He simply closed his eyes and leaned on the bedside like that.

Yelanzhi reached out and poked him in the cheek, but there was no response. Just then, holding his numb legs, he moved to the head of the bed and rang the doorbell.

The doctor came in and asked the nurse to hang up for Lu Zhenting again. What did he record with his notes: "are you the family member of the patient?"

Just as she was about to reply that she was not, the doctor began to reproach her: "as a wife, if her husband doesn't eat for so many days, do you think she is young?"

Ye Lanzhi was red in the face by the doctor. She planned to take advantage of the light rain outside, so she went back to make up for her sleep.

Now it seems that the doctor probably regarded her as a vicious wife who abused her husband.

Ye Lanzhi is most afraid of other people's broken mouth. Even after the doctor left, she is still waiting for Lu Zhenting to wake up.

The sun is so strong in the morning.

The emperor has just been washed away by the rain. Everything is brand new.

The first thing Lu Zhenting does when he wakes up is to see if ye Lanzhi is still there.

He stretched himself and did not dare to touch her for fear that she would disappear immediately.

When ye Lanzhi opened the star pupil, she saw Lu Zhenting's man looking at her like a fool. She shook her sour arm and said: "what's good to see? It's not like I haven't seen a beautiful woman before... "

Hearing this, Lu Zhenting began to laugh. He knew that the memory of Ye Lanzhi was still in the stage of a little girl. He said, "I've seen it, but I can't see it enough. A beautiful girl like Lanzhi."

"Mr. Lai Lu is in good health, so I won't be here to delay your rest."

After starting a topic, Yeats can always stop others' agreement.

Lu Zhenting asked softly, "Lanzhi, do you believe in the story of a couple in one's life?"

"I don't believe it."

Yeats hardly thought: "Mr. Lu. Don't say those impractical words. Have you ever seen an old husband and wife spend their honeymoon all their lives? "

"... I..."

It's true that human's eternity is only measured by one's whole life.

So many years, fly ash annihilation, become the most sad lie in the world.

Lu Zhenting stopped, he changed the topic: "Lanzhi, you are still the same as before, always like to talk big."

Ye Lanzhi looked up, the man seemed to know too much about her, and she knew nothing about him, which was very unfair.

"I don't know how to define" betrayal "in your words, but if you want me to devote myself to it, the other party can't give me a sincere return, instead, stab me in the back. It's like when I first started working... "

Forget it, it's all old things.

In the past, it's not necessary for us to accumulate virtue for ourselves when we hurt each other.

But Lu Zhenting grasped the key point, he changed the subject, "Lanzhi still remember what happened when he just joined the work?"

Yeats consciously closed his mouth, almost to say.

Lu Zhenting even uses the prefix "remember", so he must have participated in his own past.

In this way, it's not difficult to say that Lu Zhenting should be an important person of her own. However, all the things forgotten in her mind and the reverberating sound made her head ache more and more. It was as if thousands of ant insects were gnawing at her brain, causing her to hold her head and knock on the bed board.

When the first thump fell to prepare for the second, a pair of warm hands held her hysterical madness.

"Lanzhi, forget those things, don't force yourself to think."

Gradually, when ye Lanzhi's mood stabilized, Lu Zhenting took out a plate of medicine from his pocket, skillfully took out one of the white tablets and swallowed it.

The ring of her cell phone released her from the mire, and she paddled to the green call on the right, "bright."

Lu Zhenting was on the side, quietly listening to her talking and laughing with other men in front of him.

"I'll go."

Even if he has lost his memory, he will be the same as before. When he is used to coquetry, he is used to chucking his mouth and frowning his eyebrows. His tone is always sweet at the end of the sentence.

In the past, Lu Zhenting only met Ye Lanzhi when she was drunk. At that time, no matter how unreasonable her requests were, Lu Zhenting would honor them one by one.

It turns out that Yeats will also show this appearance when he is sober.

Lu Zhenting thought bitterly that even without himself, if Lanzhi had been with Sheng Guangming in those years, he might have been much happier than with him.

Wait for ye Lanzhi to hang up in shame.

Lu Zhenting turned his back to her. He suddenly asked, "Lanzhi, is that Sheng Guangming's phone?"

Even if he didn't answer, Lu Zhenting's heart was bright. Then he heard her ask: "Mr. Lu, did you have a festival with Guangming before?"

Lu Zhenting suddenly recalled that when Lu Ziheng was about to be born, ye Lanzhi always liked to say to himself, "Zhenting. Ziheng kicked me in the stomach again -- "

For Lu Zhenting, it was just like a dream.

For many years, it can't be changed.

He loves her, and she loves him.

"There is no Festival." Lu Zhenting hid his complicated inner activities and tried to make his tone sound normal. "It's a bit of a relationship."

See ye Lanzhi frown, know she must go to the crooked place to think, Lu Zhenting holding her little hand, "is not the kind of relationship you think. We used to be good brothers. "

"... no wonder..." yelanzhi sighed.

Lu Zhenting cleared his throat and relaxed his bitterness: "did he tell you about me?"

"Yes." Ye Lanzhi nodded: "do you know how funny things Guangming said? He said that you are my ex husband, and that our son has gone to college... "

"And if so?" Lu Zhenting's fiery eyes asked Ye Lanzhi to bow his head in a panic, "Lanzhi, if Sheng Guangming said it was true, what would you do?"

For a long time, she raised her pretty face and said, "even if it is, those are things in the past. Since I don't remember, it proves that every bit between you and me is not a good memory. Mr. Lu, don't you have a good time now? I also have my own life, and each other is well, can't I? "

"No way." Lu Zhenting cut off the railway: "Lanzhi, you can forget everything and turn a new page, but I can't pass. After forgetting everything, doesn't it exist? "

Yeats didn't speak any more. He hated himself for not striving for success. He had no resistance to his words.

At that time, outside the ward, there was a regular knock on the door.

"Come in, please."

Sheng Guangming received the news from ye Lanzhi last night. When he opened the door, he saw the woman sitting on the bed. Behind her was Lu Zhenting's solitary figure.

It's just right to use this idiom to describe the opposite.

"How did it come so quickly?" Asked Ye Lanzhi.

"Well, it happened that Sang Sang came to the hospital to see ah Nian." Sheng Guangming looked up at Lu Zhenting and continued: "Lanzhi. You and Zhenting, this is

Hearing this sound, Lu Zhenting turned around, different from the tenderness and sadness of Ye Lanzhi. His voice was cold and righteous. "You're a dead wife. What are you doing in my ward?"

Sheng Guangming turned pale when he heard the speech.

After hearing this, she pulled Sheng Guangming's sleeve and asked, "what killed my wife?"

Just now, it was just Lu Zhenting's words that he was so angry that he didn't think about it.

Sheng Guangming and ye Lanzhi are just old things in the past. They have already broken everything after they married Sang Sang's mother. The only thing they can't let go is Lu Zhenting.

"Don't worry. If it wasn't for Lanzhi, I wouldn't have come if you asked me to." After Sheng Guangming said, he patted Ye Lanzhi on the back of his hand: "Lanzhi. Don't think about it. Are you hungry? Let's have breakfast. "

"Well."

Just as they closed the door, the pain from their abdominal cavity choked their throat. Lu Zhenting held the windowsill in his hands and tried not to let himself fall down. He carried her on his back and asked: "Lanzhi, if you go, don't come back."

Seeing that ye Lanzhi hesitated, Sheng Guangming answered for her: "Lu Zhenting, instead of threatening, you'd better think about what would happen one day if all the little moves behind your back were put in the sun."

Creak.

The door of the ward was closed.

Lu Zhenting couldn't hold on any longer and fell on the cold floor again.

Lu Ziming, with a heat preservation bucket, meets Sheng Guangming and ye Lanzhi in the corridor.

His face had a bit of consternation, considering that the third uncle was still in the ward, he pushed the door in without saying hello to them.

"Third uncle. Do you want it? "

The man in business was lying on the ground, crying like a child, and his words were intermittently and intermittently: "she still left..."

Is the "she" in the third uncle's mouth the third aunt?

Lu Ziming had heard from the old Lu family that the reason why he agreed to divorce his aunt was that he almost went to prison.

It's hard to imagine that a man like the third uncle should give all his tenderness to the third aunt.