Shi Youshi looks ugly and beautiful, and her facial features are a little distorted, as if she had been slapped by him.
I clenched my fist, and the cold wind ate me stiff and my body trembled slightly.
"I want to see Chu Fei far away. I won’t go back until he comes." Shi Youshi stubbornly refused to leave.
Zhuo Wen forcibly took her back to the south city and arrived at a string of fireworks to light up the screen display of Wangjiang River. Happy New Year.
In the bedroom, Song Anqiao coughed lightly, hanging his eyes deeply, "Come again?"
Song anqiao’s cheeks are flushed, and the sound is very light. He is a little embarrassed. "Get up quickly, you are heavy."
Chu Fei spent his rest watching her fit the body and feeling her soft "for you"
Song anqiao blushed to the neck and closed his lips to ignore him.
If there is a smile that seems to be hooked, Chu Fei is far away. Song Anqiao took a deep breath and his eyes were greatly annoyed. "Chu Fei is far away. I can’t stand it."
Isn’t he tired that his bones are about to break after so long?
Chu Fei smiled and kissed her eyes. "Be considerate of your first time. I should be temperate."
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No longer forced her to take a bath and change the clean sheets. Song Anqiao’s little face in his arms was still as red as a red apple.
Just now, Song Anqiao was embarrassed to recall burying his head in his chest and holding him to sleep in a daze.
Chu Fei stroked her back and fingered her long hair, and she was in a wonderful mood.
It tastes good. People get drunk.
Zhuo Wen’s words came from Chu Feiyuan, listening to the low voice, "Tell her that once again, Chu will terminate Shi’s marriage, and the missing person is not qualified to talk about Chu’s marriage."
Hang up the phone, Chu Fei reached out and hugged Song Anqiao, and kissed her forehead. Love is not enough, and his sister is not sweet enough.
After sleeping for a long time, Song Anqiao woke up and didn’t see Chu Fei’s long bed. Song Anqiao was not strong and walked strangely.
The kitchen is full of things, and it’s smoky.
Song Anqiao couldn’t help but frown and walk slowly over and hit the smoking machine. In the haze, Song Anqiao couldn’t help but ask, "Do you want to burn down your home on the first day of the New Year?"
Chufei’s face darkened and cooking became his enemy.
Boiled millet porridge and fried two poached eggs. Last night, dumplings were left over for a simple meal.
After eating Chu Fei-yuan, the two called the old lady, and they worshipped the New Year through their mobile phones.
In the end, Chu Feiyuan floated a meaningful sentence, "Grandma is looking forward to having a baby this year."
The old lady was so happy that she shouted for a big red envelope when the horse went back.
Song anqiao jumped twice in his forehead, kid? How can it be so fast?
"You lied to grandma and kids again, but it’s not so easy to conceive." Song Anqiao lightly chastised.
Chu Feiyuan put away his mobile phone and leaned over to peck at her. "I’m trying to be easy to get pregnant."
Song anqiao’s face slowly raised and he brought desire to him. His black eyes were suddenly irrational and his head was white. His body covered her again.
A burst of heat ran through Song Anjiao’s teeth, and when he bit it out of control, he hugged him tightly, and his ears were pinched by his two small hands, which made him crazy.
At the table, Chu Fei was holding a rolling pin and clumsily rolling the dumpling skin. Song Anqiao wrapped it quickly and waited for him anxiously.
"I’d better pack it myself." Song Anqiao was anxious for one afternoon before he packed twenty impatient ones.
Chu Fei is far from willing to "slowly, I don’t worry, so I love to follow you to live such a leisurely and happy life."
Song Anjiao nai compromised and waited patiently for him to dumpling the skin. Song Anjiao said, "It’s a good thing you can’t cook, otherwise I would be really good to you."
Chu Fei looked up at her with dribbling eyes. "Where is it? You are a treasure. I can’t explore enough."
"…" Song Anqiao froze a stiff face, whisking and pinching his ear. Can’t it be a bad day?
ChuFei far feel some abnormal love her pinch his ear.
In the afternoon, two people managed to make 32 dumplings like children playing house, ten of which were crooked, some leaked stuffing and some simply collapsed.
Song anqiao looked at it and smiled. "Chu Feiyuan, you are a genius!"
Insincerely praise Chu Feiyuan doesn’t mind that he is satisfied. Dumpling is not the purpose, but being with her is the main thing.
For three days in a row, Song Anqiao was angry and broke out. This man is really an animal.
"Eat and sleep." Song Anqiao sat on the sofa and took the pillow, complaining. "Are you a pig?"
ChuFei far busy finished coming out of the room to greet her "Qiao Mei come here".
The body suddenly froze, and An Sok Joe’s heart trembled. Now when she heard this sentence, Qiao Mei came over and cramped her legs and stomachs.
Nothing good happened in the past. She is not stupid.
However, Chu Fei thought for a long time that she couldn’t hide. After a struggle, she was lying in bed with disordered breath, which was very charming and attractive.
Chu Fei’s eyes were locked tightly in her body, reaching out and holding her in her arms. Song Anqiao was afraid to earn back. "Chu Fei’s far away … I’m not coming …"
"Well, don’t come." Chu Feiyuan reassured her. "I want to hug you."
Seeing his promise, Song Anqiao was relieved and let him hug for a while.
At this moment, the cell phone of the bed cabinet rang. It was Song Anqiao.
Chufeiyuan reached for it and put it in Song Anqiao’s ear. It was a hospital nurse.
"Miss Song!" The paramedic shouted excitedly over there, "It’s moving!"
Song anqiao listened to the people and knew what happened almost without hesitation. "Is my sister awake?"
The nurse shouted excitedly, "No, no, I saw her eyes blink. I think this is a good thing."
"My horse in the past" Song Anqiao heart to voice decisive hang words turned around "ChuFei far my sister …"
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Looking at her bright eyes, Chu Fei is far away and clear. "I know that you calm down and we will go there."
……
The doctor in the ward of the third hospital checked his face.
"Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu said from medicine that the patient’s condition did not fluctuate," the doctor sincerely said.
Song anqiao was a little cold when he heard the words. "But didn’t my sister blink?"
The doctor sighed, "Seeing is not necessarily true. We doctors rely on the facts of the patient’s condition to speak."
Song Anqiao was sad and Chu Fei patted her back. "Qiao Mei is not sad. Your sister blinked this time. There must be another time to take care of it slowly."
After asking the nurse again, the nurse described "I saw her eyelashes tremble when I wiped her face."
Song anqiao’s head trembled. I don’t rule out that it was met when the wind blew or wiped my face.
"Without my sister’s blessing, I will wake up." Song Anqiao encouraged himself.