Shen mother took Shen Fu away from two people to the kitchen to stay busy with Shen Sike Lin Yan.
Lin Yan in front of Shen Sike some unprepared.
Shen Sike looked at her gentle voice and said "Lin Yan"
Lin Yan’s eyes looked at his elegant face with a little smile in panic. Shen Sike held out his hand and hugged Lin Yan in a low voice. "I’m sorry to have worried you."
In his arms, Lin Yan was flattered and shook his head. "It’s good to have nothing without you."
"It won’t happen again. This is the last time" seems to be assuring her what Shen Sike whispered solemnly.
For so many days, he wanted an answer and forgiveness, but when Song Anqiao came, he found that the answer and forgiveness were not so important.
Chu Fei’s heart loves Song Anqiao. Maybe he should give up and look around at the people around him. He doesn’t want to start with him again.
Letting go when you love enough is the best care for each other.
……
Mu Shang’s car is driving at a constant speed on the road. Song Anqiao’s side eyes glance at the man who focuses on the car beside him. The handsome facial features are frozen with a chill. She smiled gently and put a small hand on his thigh without a word.
Chufei telepathy shook her mouth and bent uncontrollably. She gently moved to eliminate the fire he had accumulated in her chest.
At home, Song Anqiao suddenly turned around and hugged Chu Fei quickly in the garage of the two-person car. Her lips kissed him before he could wait for him during the event.
Chu Fei was kissed by her a little unexpectedly, and after a second, he couldn’t help but respond to deepen the lingering.
This woman is poisonous!
Do something to him and he will be completely possessed by the method.
Kiss Song Anqiao for a long time, dizzy, and push him "okay, okay"
"good?" ChuFei far against her cheek hands around her waist "hello, I’m just"
"…" Song Anqiao sorry.
In a flash, An Sok Joe suddenly earned him a smile and ran out of the garage. The sound was light. "I just gave you a kiss and you thought too much."
Chu Fei frowned and looked a little painful. He not only thought too much, but also wanted more.
After seeing his daughter, Song Anqiao was slipped upstairs by Shen Sike, and Song Anqiao felt that his skeleton was scattered.
After sweating and a wave of desire, Song Anqiao felt very sorry for herself. She was a normal kiss.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and what Song Anqiao was most concerned about was that Jiang He could walk.
Although I can walk for more than ten minutes and have a rest, it is already a good one. She took Jiang He to see her sister Song Anhe.
Song Anhe’s sanity gradually recovered. The doctor turned her eyelids. "The situation is getting more and more optimistic. It is estimated that she will wake up normally soon."
Song anqiao is more excited than listening.
Jiang He looked down at the sickbed and Song Anhe frowned slightly. I don’t know what his feelings for Song Anhe are not as deep as those for Song Anqiao.
He comforted himself perhaps because he first saw Song Anqiao and Song Anqiao was one day older than him.
After walking out of the hospital, Jiang He asked in a low voice, "Sister, don’t you and your brother-in-law remarry?"
Song Anqiao was so stunned that she forgot that she and Chu Feiyuan were divorced and gave birth to a daughter’s little rice cake.
"I’ll ask if I’m far from busy," Song Anqiao said vaguely
Jiang He wrung his eyebrows. "Don’t delay. Children are over one year old, and then they can play soy sauce."
Song anqiao listened and nodded.
Jiang He is anxious about their remarriage. He thinks that this is the irresponsible side of Chu Fei. If it is love, can a woman allow herself to follow her without identity?
Song anqiao is not in a hurry about remarriage. She seems to be used to being suddenly awakened by Jiang He before she realizes that she is a divorced woman in law.
In the evening, Chu Fei went home from work.
Mom ran upstairs nervously. "Mr. Chu’s wife is sick."
Chu Fei’s face was stiff, and he rushed to the bedroom without changing his shoes.
Song anqiao was lying on the bed with one hand covering his belly, his face sallow and his forehead was bright and clean, and he was sweating.
Qiao Mei?’ The agent picked her up and Chu Feiyuan was anxious. "Qiao Mei?"
Song Anqiao opened his eyes and sounded wronged and wronged. "I ate a bad belly when I was far away."
Chu Fei breathed a sigh of relief and paused. "Has the doctor come to see it?"
"Well," Song Anqiao felt bad. "I took the medicine, but I still feel bad. Chu Fei is far away …"
Her tone is a little coquetry, so she wants to spoil him when she is sick, and let him hurt himself and spoil himself.
Hmm? Song anqiao feels good or bad.
Chu Fei is far from loving him dearly. Of course he loves him dearly. He is most afraid of his Qiao Mei’s injury and pain, although he has never protected her and let her suffer.
This is his deep remorse.
When she was ill, everything followed her, asking questions and asking questions, wishing she had suffered for her.
"What did you eat?" ChuFei far big palm in her belly while light way
The ingredients at home are absolutely clean. She can’t eat bad unless she eats something outside.
Song anqiao’s nest closed his eyes in his arms and said forcefully, "I ate crayfish."
After visiting her sister, she sneaked to the street food stall and ate half a basin of crayfish.