Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

He found several reasons why he could not go back, and deleted them all, and finally only sent one sentence: "Wait for me at home."

This time it took a long time for her to reply: "Don't come here."

Qiao Nanchu read the news twice, tapping the screen with his finger, and there was a drop.

More than half a minute later, she sent another one, as if explaining the content of the previous one: "If it's late and don't use it to run back, we can see you tomorrow."

Qiao Nanchu touched the cigarette in his pocket, took it back, picked up the phone and made a call.

She quickly picked it up.

She couldn't hear, and couldn't speak, he could only hear her breathing very softly on the phone, and she was about to hang up, and a voice came from over there.

"what's the situation?"

"The window glass has plunged into the pulmonary artery."

"Notify the anesthesiology department and prepare for surgery immediately."

A man and a woman, two unfamiliar voices, and the horns of the ambulance are looming.

Qiao Nanchu stood up from the chair: "Where are you?"

He forgot, she couldn't hear it.

"Dudududududu..."

The phone was hung up.

Wen Baiyang stood at the door of the hospital for a while, the mobile phone in his hand had been quiet, and there was no news from him.

The front door of the hospital was very quiet. Except for the patient who had just been emergency treatment, there was no pedestrian. The street light was right in front, and the leaves of the tree looked like a layer of frost. She stepped on the shadow of the tree to leave.

"Wen Baiyang."

While calling her, Qiao Nanchu grabbed her hand.

She turned her head, and the wind blew her eyes red.

"How did you come?"

"Who told you what?"

"Is it Ms. Wen?"

He asked three questions in a row, speaking very quickly, and he was confused.

Wen Baiyang didn't answer a question, but asked: "How is your grandpa?"

There is no need to answer those three questions, it must be what Ms. Wen said to her.

"It's all right." Without letting go, he led her to the tree.

The street light can't get into the bottom of the tree, the light is a little dark.

"I'm sorry." She apologized suddenly.

Qiao Nanchu touched her face. It was cold and cold. He didn't know how long he had been standing outside the hospital. He covered her with his hand: "What do you apologize for? I'm angry. What does it have to do with you."

She had a very self-blaming expression and said in sign language, "It's all because of me."

Qiao Nanchu's face changed a little, and his eyebrows were raised in annoyance: "What did Ms. Wen tell you?" Without waiting for her to answer, he held the girl's thin shoulders, "I don't care what she said, don't listen to a word, just Just listen to me."

Her eyes were red: "She asked me to break up with you."

"Then you want to break up with me?"

She shook her head, fast and hard.

The dark cloud in Qiao Nanchu's eyes dispersed: "Really good." He bowed his head and kissed her face.

She frowned: "Then what about your grandpa?"

He didn't expect that the old man would be so awkward that he would roll his eyes because of myocardial infarction, and he would have to smoke him. He threatened that if he disagrees, he would enter the pedigree, and the old man was even more ruthless, saying that he would dare to enter the pedigree, so he would take a bottle of medicine.

Facts have proved that without a bottle of medicine, he can anger the old man to the hospital with a few words.

"Don't be angry with him in the future," he thought about this question just now, "if he doesn't let me be with you, will we be secretly together?"

Wen Baiyang nodded.

She doesn't want to score a player, she is very selfish, even if it is like this, she still doesn't want to return him to Qiao's family.

Seeing that she was about to cry, Qiao Nanchu felt distressed, and kissed her eyes: "You are young now, and you can't get married. In a few years, the old man will be old. I can't care about my unfilial grandchildren. At that time, I would steal the account book."

She blushed and nodded, her brows loosened, and a timid affection ran in her eyes.

She told him her mind in sign language: "I can wait, I can keep waiting."

Anyway, a lifetime is so long, she can wait a long, long time.

"If you are wronged, just tell me." Qiao Nanchu held her waist and hugged her a little higher, "Who is bullying you, also tell me, eh?"

She hugged his neck, unable to answer, so she nodded vigorously.

She is not wronged, not at all, she has him, what else can be regarded as wronged.

Qiao Nanchu lowered his head and pressed her forehead.

On his head, half of the moonlight leaked a few rays of light, and he kissed his little girl under the tree: "As long as you don't break up, you can do anything."

The lover's words disappeared between his lips and teeth.

It was past nine o'clock when Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang arrived home. Zhou Xufang thought that he hadn't eaten, and as soon as he entered the room, he took the bag Jiang Zhi was carrying: "I'll cook dumplings for you."

Jiang Zhi pulled her away: "I'm not hungry yet."

Zhou Xufang put the bag on the floor and freed his hand to hug him: "Jiang Zhi, you look really good in red."

Jiang Zhi wore a red sweater, a real red, which matched his fair complexion. Such a bright color matched his peach eyes and was just right.

Jiang Zhi directly supported her and hugged her, put her on the sofa, and leaned over to block the light above her: "Like it?"

"like."

"After that, our wedding will be Chinese style. You wear a wedding gown, and I wear a bright red wedding gown."

Zhou Xufang was shy, buried his head on his shoulders, and nodded secretly.

Jiang Zhi smiled and sat down holding her.

Zhou Xufang suddenly thought of Wen Baiyang's affairs, and then thought of himself: "Jiang Zhi, what if your grandma is also good at hitting mandarin ducks?"

Although she is more difficult to'beat to death', she still dislikes being beaten.

Jiang Zhi was funny: "What are you thinking about? My old lady won't. I came out when I was eighteen. After that, she didn't have any requirements, as long as she was not a man."

So, sometimes coming out of the closet can promote harmony between men and women.

"But," Jiang Zhi smiled and kissed her, "Even if you are a man, she can't stop me, I still marry you." Added, "I don't care if you marry."

Anyway, for Zhou Xufang, he has no principles and no bottom line.

Zhou Xufang was very happy after hearing this.

Jiang Zhi touched a file bag from under the pillow of the sofa: "For you."

"what?"

She opened it, and inside was a document.

Jiang Zhi said: "New Year's Money."

It is the sales contract of Moon Bay.

Under the column of the legal owner is her name.

"Don't you want me to go to Moon Bay?"

Even, in order to spend the money she used to buy the island, he deliberately asked her to buy him some expensive watches. He said he was afraid that she would run too far away from home and it would be difficult to find.

"I don't want it." Jiang Zhi thought about this question carefully, "but I'm afraid there will be times when I have to go."

Zhou Xufang then asked: "Then what reason can become a must."

Jiang Zhi hugged her on her lap: "If my side is unsafe, you will hide there and wait for me to find you."

Oh, bought it for her to hide.

Zhou Xufang: "Good."

There is another problem. He must make an appointment three chapters in advance: "If you are just angry with me, don't run away." After thinking about it, "you can go to Fang Ideal's house or Wen Baiyang's house."

"Oh," Zhou Xufang, who is sensible and obedient, "good."

Really good.

Jiang Zhi touched her head: "If you still don't calm down, you can hit me."

Zhou Xufang's expression was serious and serious: "I will not abuse you."

Jiang Zhi can be delicately skinned and tender, but the flesh is expensive, how can he be beaten, she must take care of him carefully.

Jiang Zhi is not serious: "It's okay in bed, I don't mind."

Zhou Xufang: "..."

Hooligans.

She pushed away the little hooligan: "I'm going to cook dumplings." She went to collect the Moon Bay contract first, went around the house, but did not find a suitable place, and finally folded the contract into a ball and placed it in In a sock, the sock was finally hidden in the pillow core.

Just like when she was a child, hiding things would hide in the pillow.

Jiang Zhi thought she was so cute and wanted to take her into the bathroom to bully.

At ten o'clock, there is a light show in People's Square.

In previous years, there were fireworks displays. At the end of last year, there were several fire incidents, and a ban was imposed on them, not allowing fireworks to be set off in public places.

On New Year’s Eve this year, the New Year’s Eve performance changed from fireworks to lights.

The square is not far from Yuquan Bay where Zhou Xufang lives, and she has never seen it before, so Jiang Zhi led her there. There are many people watching the performance on the square, and it is crowded, and there are many hawkers around. .

Seeing the business opportunity, Zhou Xufang thought to herself, next year’s New Year’s Eve, she will also come to set up a stall, what should she sell? Sell ​​ice cream, she can eat it herself if she can’t sell it.

"Why do you still sell popcorn and ice cream?" She asked Jiang Zhi. Of course, she asked on purpose. She needed a topic to bring up ice cream.

Jiang Zhi replied: "Because there are many couples and children watching the show."

Zhou Xufang's mouth ran up secretly: "We are also lovers."

and so?

So, she stretched out her hand: "Jianzhi, buy a bucket of ice cream for your girlfriend."

It's too cold, Jiang Zhi didn't want to give her something to eat: "The ice cream on the stall might contain eggs."

The ice cream Zhou Xufang usually eats is bought in a few fixed stores. She can only eat without eggs. There are few choices, and many stores have to order them in advance.

Zhou Xufang kept his eyes fixed on the ice cream cart selling ice cream: "You didn't even ask."

He just didn't want to feed her: "It's too late, ice is not good for the stomach."

"Oh."

She had a sad expression: "The Chinese New Year's people have to come out to set up a stall. It's so pitiful. The last bucket is over. You have to wait until it is sold out before you can go home for the New Year."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Zhou Xufang: "Hey, so pitiful."

Jiang Zhi felt that his girlfriend was wasted acting only as a group acting, and there was nothing he could do with her: "It's OK to buy."

Zhou Xufang showed a big smile and said sincerely: "Jiang Zhi, you are such a good person."

This long-lost good guy card.

The little ice cream girl is talking to her companion, speaking in a dialect.

Jiang Zhi led Zhou Xufang to walk over and knocked on the cold drink trolley. The girl didn't respond, she was chatting happily, and there was no "pathetic" Zhou Xufang said.

Jiang Zhi: "Hello."

When the little girl heard the sound, she remembered that she still had a stall, turned her head, saw Jiang Zhi wearing a mask, and stammered: "You, hello."

day!

Good goblin, the kind who wants and is wild!

"Does this ice cream contain eggs?"

day!

The sound is also nice.

day!

The hands look good too!

day!

he! Have! Female! Friends! Friends! Up!

The little girl's heart was surging, and her face was calm: "No." It was just trying to save trouble and didn't put the eggs. The taste was short of a bit, and the sales were not very good.

Jiang Zhi asked: "How much is it?"

"Fifty-eight."

Just as Jiang Zhi took out his wallet, a mother and son came over.

"Give me two spoons." The lady was slightly fat, took the four or five-year-old boy, and put a one hundred one on the mobile cold drink cart, urging the little ice cream girl to hurry up.

The other party is a female, Jiang Zhi is not easy to get angry, and put his temper and said: "Line up behind."

The lady was very grumpy and unreasonable: "There is only one left, so what line of line." She was wearing black long down, and then looked at Zhou Xufang, "It's not a kid, what ice cream to eat."

Zhou Xufang originally wanted to hold Jiang Zhi away from buying it. Because of the mother's tone, she changed her mind.

Jiang Zhi asked her, "Do you want more?"

"want."

If it's reasonable, she will let it go. If it's so unreasonable, she won't want it.

Jiang Zhi listened to his girlfriend and took a banknote and put it on the cold drink cart: "Please help me install it."

"……Oh."

The little girl selling ice cream picked up Jiang Zhi's one, found change, and passed the ice cream together.

Jiang Zhi held the ice cream to Zhou Xufang.

The little boy next to the lady saw that the ice cream was bought, and he stomped his feet: "I want to eat ice cream!" He shouted at Zhou Xufang, "That's mine, you give it back to me!"

bad boy.

Zhou Xufang didn't want to talk to this bear kid.

The mother of the bear child was very annoyed and said yin and yang weirdly: "You are robbing a child, are you sorry?"

No wonder that parents are the children's first teachers, it is indeed the case.

Zhou Xufang took Jiang Zhi away: "It's about to start, let's go." One is a woman and the other is a child, so it's not easy to care.

Jiang Zhi was obviously holding the fire and kicked the stones on the ground irritably.

Later, the boy cried with a wow, his mother was still cursing.

Jiang Zhi led Zhou Xufang to a place with few people: "Children are so annoying?"

Zhou Xufang said no: "It's adults who are not cute."

Children are too young to learn.

Jiang Zhi thought of something: "You will teach our children from now on."

"Don't you teach?"

Jiang Zhi said no, he said seriously: "I'm so crooked, I'm afraid to teach him to the handicapped." Boys are okay, bad points are nothing, girls, he hopes to be like Zhou Xufang.

Zhou Xufang said no, he wanted to teach together.

Unprincipled Jiang Zhi: "Listen to you."

At ten o'clock, the performance began.

The firework effect made by the lighting is very realistic. The sky is full of fire and trees, Zhou Xufang looks at the sky, Jiang Zhi looks at her, she is taking pictures of the scenery, and he is taking pictures of her.

The crowd was full of voices in the square, and the cold wind gusts still could not suppress the excitement and noise.

A beam of purple light shot into the air, and then exploded countless red and green lights, dots and dots, like colorful fireflies. Zhou Xufang raised his head and looked attentively: "Jiang Zhi, look there."

She wanted to show Jiang Zhi that there was a pink flower in the sky, but Jiang Zhi grabbed her hand and he pulled it hard.

Zhou Xufang planted his whole body into Jiang Zhi's arms, and a cluster of fireworks behind her burned on the back of his hand.

It was the little boy with a firework stick in his hand, sticking out his tongue and making faces at Zhou Xu, shaking the firework stick in his hand triumphantly.

There was no smile on Zhou Xufang's face, and his lips tightened.

"Show me your hands."

Jiang Zhi put his hand behind: "Nothing."

"Let me see."

She pulled his hand directly over, hurting the back of her right hand, a small piece of skin was burned and flushed, and blisters formed in just a while.

Her eyes turned red instantly.

Jiang Zhi called her: "Xu Fang."

Zhou Xufang turned his head to look at the child.

Four or five-year-old children, no matter how bold they are, are still a little doll. They were so scared that they dropped the fireworks stick: "Youkai..." He pointed to Zhou Xufang, "You are a big monster."

The boy ran away, crying, "Mom, the monster wants to eat me!"

If she could eat people, she would eat him now.

At this moment, she was full of hostility.

Jiang Zhi pulled her into his arms and stretched out his hand to cover her eyes: "Xu Fang, don't be angry anymore."

Zhou Xufang clenched his fist: "I'm already angry." She pushed away Jiang Zhi's hand, her eyes were murderous, "His parents won't teach him to be a man, I will teach him."

Jiang Zhi held her: "You don't need to teach her, this world will teach him." She was so angry that the blood in her eyes did not fade at all, Jiang Zhi bowed her head, kissed her eyes, and let her close her eyes. , "You can't do it, it's easy to happen." The other party is a child and can't do it.

Zhou Xufang also knew that he could not do it: "But I am very angry."

"Zhou Xufang."

Zhou Xufang did not agree. He kept listening carefully to the movement. At nine o'clock, twenty-six meters, the position of the bear child, she could run him to death as long as she turned around and stepped her foot. Unconsciously...

"Zhou Xufang, my hand hurts."

She opened her eyes immediately: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Zhi stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, Jiaoli yelled softly: "It hurts."

He frowned, his eyes dazzling, like a peach blossom after rain.

It's a little flower.

Jiang Zhi is always good at acting like a baby, especially when she asks her to make her hurt: "Will you go home? Give me medicine when you go home."