Chapter 403: Flattered
Fu Xiche suddenly smiled, raised his hand, knocked her hairy little head, and said with hatred: "You are so stupid, and you like that black-bellied man so much, you will definitely be deceived by him in the future!" There is no cure. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd”
In the future, I will only like you as a friend.
As long as you're as happy as you used to, that's fine.
Hospital.
On the sick**, Mu Jingchen's good-looking brows wrinkled and wrinkled.
At the moment, he is stuck in the nightmare of last night.
The figure was longing, and the huge chandelier smashed into the pink back.
Xia Yimo!
The fist was clenched fiercely, and in the next second, the beautiful eyes opened suddenly.
The pain in his back was numb, and Mu Jingchen didn't care.
Sit up from the sick **, look around, and know that you are in the hospital. Not a big room, no one else.
Xia Yimo is not there, is she injured?
That was his first thought.
Remove the needles from your hands, change your clothes, and simply tidy up.
Stumble upon an anomaly on your hand.
"Rings?" Frowning slightly.
suddenly remembered that Xia Yimo kept saying last night that there was a surprise for him, could it be a ring?
"Left hand, ring finger, actually put a wedding ring on me, whose girl proposed?" It's funny in my heart.
Put on your watch, pick up your phone, handsome, just like usual.
As soon as he walked out of the door, the nurse looked at him in surprise, and her eyes flashed with amazement: "Chen Shao, you are awake, you can't walk around now, I'll call a doctor immediately!" ”
"Wait, which ward does Xia Yimo live in?" Mu Jingchen asked, seeing that the nurse was confused, she reminded: "Where do the girls who came with me live?" ”
The nurse suddenly realized and said, "You saved the girl covered in blood?" She was fine and not hospitalized. When I saw her just now, I seemed to have made chicken soup with my own hands, and said that I would go to the car to get it. ”
Mu Jingchen's big hand tightened slightly secretly. A bad premonition hits.
He asked, "Are there any other girls here?" ”
"Yes," the nurse replied quickly, "a very beautiful girl, who just went to dinner with a handsome guy." ”
"I see, thanks." Mu Jingchen nodded, didn't look for it, turned around, and returned to the ward.
Standing in front of the window, his eyes were dark.
The girl he saved, covered in blood, made chicken soup with his own hands.
No one knows better than him that Xia Yimo is a kitchen killer.
That shows that last night, what he saved was actually-
Ann is sorry!!
And his heartless one went to eat with Fu Xiche!
An Wei regretted that he pretended to be Xia Yimo to deceive him, and stood with Zhou Ce, which was very good.
"Chen, are you awake?!" A voice of surprise came from behind, "What's wrong with you?" You need to get some rest now! ”
Mu Jingchen's eyes were cold, he quickly regained his composure, turned around lightly, and at a glance, he saw the thermos flask in An Weixi's hand.
He said lightly: "Did you make me the soup yourself?" ”
When Ann heard it, she was shocked!
Mu Jingchen talked to her!
Mu Jingchen finally faced her and spoke to her in a good voice!
She was excited, almost flew up, and smiled calmly: "Yes, Chen, you are injured and need to make up for your body, so I made chicken soup for you with my own hands, and just dropped it in the car, so I picked it up." ”
It's not bad, just like the nurse said, it turns out that he saved it, it's really her!
It's not Xia Yimo.
It's no wonder that Xia Yimo will go to dinner with Fu Xiche, I don't know how aggrieved and angry she will be now.
In Mu Jingchen's eyes, there was a sudden surge.
Ann was so happy that she didn't notice it at all.
She put the thermos flask on the table and opened it, poured the chicken soup into the bowl, and pushed Mu Jingchen to the side of the ** to sit down, and said, "Chen, can you taste it?" I learned it from the chef, and I deliberately added a lot of supplements and boiled it all morning. ”
"So hard?" Mu Jingchen smiled, his eyes dyed with starlight.
An Wei was even more pleasantly surprised, and shook her head: "It's not hard, it's not hard at all, it's only four hours."
"Whoa", everything was fed to the trash can.