Chapter 982: Fu Xiche, Can I refuse you?

Xia Yimo was worried for a while, and her little face wrinkled. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

Fu Xiche's 'girlfriend' friends seem to be a bit much, Mu Jingchen said that it was Bai Yueguang, and the number and status of that paragraph are definitely not low. I'm a little worried about Yan'er.

But.

Xia Yimo immediately thought of another question, poked Mu Jingchen with his little hand, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and asked, "Mu Jingchen, you won't have any white moonlight, right?" ”

Mu Jingchen raised his hand and was a burst.

"Isn't my white moonlight you?"

Xia Yimo 'rubbed' her little head and smiled sweetly: "Me too, the cinnabar mole is you, and Bai Yueguang is also you!" ”

......

A few days later.

Qi Ziyan's wound has improved a lot, and she can already get out of bed and walk around.

The little nurse accompanied Qi Ziyan in the corridor and asked gossipingly: "Miss Qi, Fu Shao is really good to you!" I accompany you every day, watch TV with you, and eat with you, so envious. ”

Qi Ziyan: "......" also accompanied her to the toilet and changed her clothes, which was full of shame......

"Such a boyfriend, you must look good!" The little nurse looked 'glamorous' with envy: "She is handsome, she is good to her 'girlfriend' friend, and she is easy to be snatched away by bad 'female' people." ”

Qi Ziyan smiled and hooked the corners of her lips: "However, he is not my boyfriend yet." ”

"Hey, why?" The little nurse was shocked.

She gossiped for a long time, thinking that a little couple went from a secret love to a bright love holding hands, so sweet!

"Let's go there and see the 'flower' garden." Qi Ziyan didn't answer, and she didn't know why. Pointing ahead, the little nurse followed her.

Wait for Qi Ziyan to walk enough, and walk back to the ward.

Pushing the 'door' in, I saw a tall and handsome boy with his back to the 'door', standing by the window with a noble and handsome figure, overlooking the window.

The burgundy 'colored' hair is uninhibited, and the chic clothes are handsome and slim.

Not only that, but the entire ward ......

"Wow, ah, so beautiful, Miss Qi!"

"There are a lot of 'flowers', and when we went out just now, we didn't have these!"

The little nurse couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

Even the people passing by in the corridor inadvertently caught a glimpse of the roses and 'flowers' all over the floor in this room, as well as the pink 'color' balloons on the roof, and the handsome and miserable boy by the window, all sighed again and again:

"Oh my God, is there a confession in this ward?"

"I'm so envious!"

"The 'girl' is so happy!"

Fu Xiche had already turned around when the little nurse screamed. Holding a bouquet of bright 'bright' roses 'flowers' in his hand, the fiery red 'color' matches his hair 'color' and shirt 'color'.

Qi Ziyan has always felt that Fu Xiche is suitable for red 'color'.

Demonic, 'sassy', ruffian, evil, dazzling, people can't take their eyes off.

Just under the admiration and eagerness of a group of people, Fu Xiche walked up to Qi Ziyan and put the 'flower' in her arms.

Countless beautiful roses, and the "fine" little faces of "women" and children, "intertwined" and complemented each other, and people won better than "flowers".

"Little princess, would you like to be my little princess alone?"

The beautiful peach 'flower' eyes were attentive, looking at her seriously and bewildered, and asked in a nice voice.

Qi Ziyan hugged the 'flower' bouquet tightly, smiled shyly and shyly, and nodded her little head.

"Smack"

"Smack"

The applause first sounded sporadically, and then it was warm in an instant, and people blessed and admired one after another.

"I'm so happy!"

"Wish 99!"

“kiss! kiss! kiss! ”

I don't know who shouted first, so the little young people all applauded and coaxed lively.

Fu Xiche's eyes were always staring at Qi Ziyan. After seeing her 'excited' and happy, her little face wrinkled with a wry smile, flattened her mouth cutely, raised her little head to look at him, and asked, "Fu Xiche, can I refuse you?" ”