Shen Qianshu thought, you and Mr. are so close to each other? She didn't sleep well yesterday, and she was almost a visitor all day today, and she didn't have any leisure, she didn't have to sleep at noon, and her face was slightly pale.

You are also a sick person, don't be reckless, I'll accompany him in the hospital.

Go home, all of you. Tong Hua said, I can't sleep well in the hospital, I have grown up, and I don't need to be accompanied.

That's not good, it's our children when they grow up, and if they're sick, we can't leave you alone in the hospital.

Shen Qianshu rubbed the little head of the child's painting, then Mommy will go home first, and I will boil some porridge and bring it to you tomorrow.

Okay.

Shen Qianshu didn't go back to the country, so he simply wiped his body in the hospital cubicle, which was a little uncomfortable, and he really needed to go home to freshen up.

When she went downstairs, the sunset had just set, and the whole hospital was bathed in an orange afterimage, the breeze was swaying, and the hospital was a miserable white color, reflecting an orange red in the sky, which was extremely gorgeous, and Shen Qianshu had a feeling of rebirth.

Yeling leaned slightly in front of his sports car, wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses, and changed into a suit, slightly simpler casual clothes, a white sweater with a V-neck, a V-neck with a red edge, fitted and slender jeans, lining his long legs, extraordinarily slender, wearing a pair of white casual shoes, dressed extraordinarily casual.

Jeans????

The domineering president has become a small literary youth in seconds.

When Yeling broke into the door wearing a long windbreaker that night, what was engraved in her mind was the god of war in the ancient Roman era, the kind of cold and fierce wind that God blocked and killed God, the ascetic style of wearing formal clothes, and the style of Saobao wearing white camellias, which could even become a literary style.

Miracle Night Tomb?

He stood in the afterglow of the sunset, like a blooming vitality, full of vitality, Shen Qianshu's footsteps towards him became a little brisk, like a teenager running to see the person he liked, full of joy.

Sir, you don't look good in sunglasses! Shen Qianshu blinked her eyes smartly, smiling, and the big sunglasses reflected the two smiling her.

Yeling quickly took off his sunglasses and glared at her, his eyes were about to breathe fire again, Shen Qianshu had starry eyes, this was much better-looking.

The fire was extinguished before it could rise.

Zhong Ran, what is the coolest thing to say with sunglasses, actually lied to Lao Tzu!

Shen Qianshu looked at him playfully, sir, how old are you this year?

The media said he was twenty-eight.

Twenty-seven!

Today I look like I'm twenty years old. Shen Qianshu is not stingy with sweet words, he is really handsome.

The corners of Yeling's lips were slightly raised, and they were flattened by him again, extremely steady and restrained, Shen Qianshu was as sweet as a piece of caramel cake, and he wanted to swallow it in one bite, and the afterimage of twilight circled a blurry light around them.

During the rush hour, going home was a little slow, Shen Qianshu had already cheered up and continued to tease him, but he was physically and mentally tired, and fell asleep after taking a nap, Yeling frowned and looked at the blue and black under her eyelids, and made a call to Ah Da.

You go to the hospital and keep watch.

Da Shao, I'm already in the hospital, Miss Lin is accompaniing, do I still have to guard?

Hold on!

Be!

When Shen Qianshu woke up, the lights were on, she was in the car, and some heating was on, she rubbed her eyes, she was very sleepy, why did I fall asleep?

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