Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Zheng Ling looked at all kinds of fitness equipment on the ground, and wanted to cry without tears.

"Don't be afraid, we'll start with the simplest action," he said gently

Zheng Ling pitifully begged: "I have no strength."

Zhan hanjue picked her up and stood with her on the equipment of marching in the sky, holding her small hand in his big hand. "I will protect you, you won't fall down. On the first day of the day, you just need to do it for a few minutes. "

So low?

Zheng Ling was relieved and began to move slowly.

Forty minutes later, Zheng Ling came down from the fitness equipment.

Zhan hanjue patted her head with great satisfaction, "you are very powerful."

Zheng Ling can't laugh or cry, which is also called fierce?

That day, Zheng Ling's consciousness was clear and his thinking was active. Zhan hanjue felt happy from the bottom of his heart. It was only in the evening that Zheng Ling began to feel confused again and had a brief auditory hallucination.

"Yu Qianqian, although you are my mother-in-law, I warn you, please show me respect... If you don't see brother Jue's face, I will beat you!"

Zhan hanjue, with both arms, looks at Zheng Ling's hand and foot in the living room. He angrily criticizes his mother, but he is neither laughing nor crying.

"I'm not trash, you're trash. Look at yourself. How many years have you been in a wheelchair? Do you have the ability to stand up for me? When you are beaten by me, you only know how to complain to your son. Do you have the ability to stand up and bite me? "

I don't know when grandma Boye came to the door. She saw Zheng Ling talking to herself. Boye didn't dare to disturb her.

Zheng Ling talked to himself for a while. He seemed tired. He ran to the bedroom and lay down to have a rest.

Granny Boye just came in and whispered to Han Jue, "she must have been hallucinating. It seems that she is tired today. Don't overload her in the future. Step by step... "

Zhan hanjue nodded when he heard the words.

Self reproach way, "originally is I act too hastily."

Boye looks at Zhan hanjue, who is as handsome as a statue. Maybe his face is no longer young, so he forgets his good face when he was young. When she first met him, she didn't connect him with her face.

After Zheng Ling's instruction, Boye deliberately looks at Zhan hanjue's handsome face, and is surprised to find that this face can really bring her a sense of familiarity.

Does the child really look like her?

However, this kind of facial features is more perfect on the face of Zhan hanjue, which is just like that of a sculptor.

He is so beautiful, not only his facial features are exquisite, but also his jaw line is tight and perfect, even the back of his head is full of precious breath.

Zhan hanjue stared at Boye, and her gaze made him feel uncomfortable. Then, he seems to have some insight. Why does Zhengling say that he looks like Boye?

"Are you... Boye?" Zhan hanjue asked in surprise.

Broad wild mixed feelings, dignified nod.

"Prince!" Hirono called with deep feeling.

Zhan hanjue didn't have the surprise of seeing each other for a long time. On the contrary, Jun's face was frightened. He glanced nervously at Zheng Ling in the bedroom, for fear that Zheng Ling would be scared out of his illness by the sudden grandmother.

This kind of worry made him make a decision very quickly. He was not ready to recognize grandma Boye, and he wondered whether he should move as soon as possible?

Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well.