Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

Nangong Cheng didn't speak. For the first time, she found that the man who had lived with her for so long was so difficult to serve.

If she could, she really wanted to sew this noisy mouth.

"Mrs. Wang is preparing, this... You eat a few pieces first." Nangong Cheng moved a small table and put it on the bed.

"Sweet, don't eat!" Ji Liangchuan refused.

Nangong Cheng looked at Ji Liangchuan's frowning face with toothache. She really wanted to drop a plate on his face. But she dared not, and her anger was pressed at the bottom of her heart!

Ji Liangchuan looked at the dim sum residue at the corner of Nangong Cheng's mouth and looked at the rest of the dim sum on the plate.

"You ate." Ji Liangchuan said.

"Do not eat pull down."

Nangong Cheng was not polite either. He sent it to his mouth leisurely. It tastes good. Let Mrs. Wang prepare more next time.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Liangchuan asked, his voice softened a lot, and his aggressive tone was no longer facing Nangong Cheng.

"Well, delicious!" Nangong Cheng licked the corners of his mouth. He looked very cute.

The light in Ji Liangchuan's eyes also warmed up, and the woman who put away her claws and teeth didn't look so annoying!

But at the thought that the child's premature death was related to Nangong Yue, the chill on his body rose, and he couldn't stop it.

The temperature in the bedroom dropped suddenly, and Nangong Cheng stood up with interest. She looked carefully. Ji Liangchuan had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

"I'll go out and have a look!" Nangong Cheng slipped away with a plate. Now Ji Liangchuan can crush her anytime, anywhere and bury his children!

Ji Liangchuan opened his eyes again and looked at the woman who slipped away like a ghost.

He was so depressed that he could drive away.

But with her around, she has incomparable peace of mind!

He's crazy!

Ji Liangchuan felt sorry for his wife. She was waiting for surgery alone in the hospital. The child was gone and his face was destroyed.

Nangong Yue really died a hundred times!

Hoo!

Nangong Cheng suddenly had a fear of Ji Liangchuan, and she stayed with him carefully. Only in this way can she escape Nangong Yue's persecution and win his sympathy?

Mrs. Wang pushed the dining car. As soon as she looked up, she saw Nangong Cheng standing there in a daze. In fact, she didn't understand why Mr. Wang wanted to leave her.

She is the culprit who hurt the eldest lady. Her face immediately darkened at the thought of this. As a servant, she is not qualified to judge her master.

"Second lady, sir's dinner is ready!" Wang Ma made a noise.

Nangong Cheng looked at Wang Ma at the entrance of the stairs. There was no emotion in her eyes, just like looking at a stranger.

The old intimacy is no longer!

"Well, I'll send it in!" Nangong Cheng went downstairs and took the dining car in Wang Ma's hand.

Nangong Cheng pushed the dining car away. She felt that the line of sight behind her could pierce her back!

Sadly, Mrs. Wang is the closest person to herself. She didn't recognize herself, let alone others!

"Eat!"

Nangong Cheng arranged the dishes and chopsticks and showed Ji Liangchuan's indifferent face.

"Are you Nangong Yue or Nangong Cheng?"

"I said I was Nangong Cheng. Do you believe it?"

Ji Liangchuan paused with his chopsticks, and then began to pick up vegetables.

"She's my wife. You don't deserve to mention her."

Sure enough, Ji Liangchuan regarded her as Nangong Yue!

The bedroom was quiet again, only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding. Nangong Cheng couldn't swallow. He ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry and stopped using chopsticks, because tonight's meal was full of pepper.

Ji Liangchuan didn't force himself to lie by the bed.

Nangong Cheng was about to get up and clean up when housekeeper yuan came in and pushed the dining car away.

In addition to embarrassment, Nangong Cheng wanted to go. She looked at Ji Liangchuan. He was so quiet.

"Ji Liangchuan?"

No one should!

Nangong Cheng looked forward. His face was abnormally red.

"Not dead!"

Nangong Cheng still felt uneasy and tried the temperature on his forehead. Just next to his forehead, he was bounced back by the high temperature!

"You have a fever?"

"Don't touch me, I'm disgusted!"

"Ji Liangchuan, don't go too far. You think I want to be close to you. You beg me, but I don't want to. " Nangong Cheng yelled at Ji Liangchuan when he couldn't move.

Ji Liangchuan doesn't know. Where does Nangong Yue get his temper? He always gets angry with him?

Nangong Cheng turned and went out. Is she so disgusting?

Ji Liangchuan squinted and looked at the determined figure. He even breathed hot.

Her back looks like her wife!

"You come back..."

Forget it, don't bother with him today. If she changes a place, she will never ignore him and let them live and die.

But this is at Ji's house!

"Housekeeper yuan, call Dr. Song quickly. Mr. song seems to have a fever!" Nangong Cheng told housekeeper yuan.

Housekeeper yuan was stunned and quickly dialed Dr. Song's mobile phone. Within two minutes, Dr. Song rushed into Ji Liangchuan's bedroom.

Nangong clarified that she stood at the door without going in, because the bodyguard stopped her and no one was allowed to step in!

Dr. song skillfully checked, quickly dispensed the medicine, hung the hanging needle and changed the medicine at the injury again.

"Don't go, Chengcheng..."

Ji Liangchuan reads Nangong Cheng's nickname in a coma. Doctor song looks at the whispering man. With an unspeakable taste in his heart, he glanced at the second miss of Nangong family standing outside the door.

Is she the eldest or the second. The woman standing at the door now seems to be the eldest lady of Nangong family!

Dr. Song is also confused. The sibling fetus is really grinding!

Ji Liangchuan's temperature soon subsided, and his eyebrows stretched a lot! One hand held Dr. Song's arm tightly.

Doctor song held his hand towards Nangong Cheng, who gently walked to the bedside. He pulled her hand and stuffed it into Ji Liangchuan's hand towards Nangong chengnunu's mouth, and quickly flashed away.

Everyone knows that Ji Liangchuan is notoriously picky, especially a serious cleanliness mania. If he opens his eyes and sees holding his arm, will he spit blood?

Shh!

Dr. Song stretched out his hand, made a hissing gesture, looked at the bottle, and then looked at Nangong Cheng, with a black face, breaking away from Ji Liangchuan's hand and staring at him.

Dr. Song wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh.

In short, it looks the same. Touch it.

Doctor song slipped away, and housekeeper yuan looked a little confused.

"How's your husband?" Asked housekeeper yuan.

"It's all right. The wound is infected and has a fever. The diet must be light and let the second lady take care of it. " Dr. Song said and walked quickly, afraid of being caught back.

Housekeeper yuan looked suspiciously at Dr. Song's back. He hurried upstairs and saw his husband holding the second miss of Nangong's family at the door.

What should I do?