In the hospital, Nan tingliao hung up and heard Jiang Shiwei say, "I'll go shopping."

Isn't this girl jealous?

I don't know what I thought. There was a dark light in Nan tingliao's dark eyes.

But before long, Jiang Shiwei came back with some food in his hand. His tone was gentle, like nobody else: "you may not be full just now. I'll buy some outside. You'll make do with it."

With that, she handed him the lunch box.

But Nan tingliao didn't answer. He looked at her for a moment: "slightly, put down the things and let's talk." then he stretched out his hand to pull him.

When the man with a slight pen cocoon grasped her rouyi, Jiang Shiwei's hand shook and his lunch box almost spilled. What to talk about and what to talk about. After that phone call, she has determined that Jiang Shuyu really likes Nanting Liao.

But she hasn't recognized his identity. If one day she recognizes his true identity, at that time... She doesn't think anymore, because Nan tingliao timely reminds him, "be careful, the food is spilled."

His voice is as gentle and pleasant as ever. Jiang Shiwei panicked, and his reflective hand pulled out of his hand: "what do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about what you think now." he said meaningfully.

"Nan tingliao, you know what I'm thinking now." Jiang Shiwei replied unhappily. Nan tingliao didn't speak, but just looked at her faintly.

I don't know why, Jiang Shiwei always felt that those eyes were too wise, as if they could spy on the thoughts in her heart. As soon as he turned his eyes, he smiled and said, "I really want to know if the phone call just now came from Jiang Shuyu."

"Yes."

He admitted without hesitation, but made Jiang Shiwei feel a little complicated. She heard her voice floating out of her throat: "Nan tingliao, what's your relationship with her?"

In addition to being engaged before, what else does it matter? She wants to know. Otherwise, according to Jiang Shuyu's temperament, how can she have a special liking for him and secretly promise him.

"You don't know what I have to do with her." Nan tingliao didn't answer the question when he heard this.

Two people who had some suspicion would not express their most real thoughts unscrupulously. They could only test each other in a variety of ways.

The atmosphere was so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing. Jiang Shiwei was standing at the head of the bed. Now he simply sat down and looked up at Nan tingliao.

The man's face and eyes are beautiful. Because of his injury, his skin color is white, clean and warm. There is a sense of beauty that topples all sentient beings. Jiang Shiwei looked at him and tossed about for a moment, neither up nor down.

She heard the phone call from Jiang Shuyu and knew that Nan tingliao's attitude was cold, but because of this, Jiang Shuyu was careful and looked forward to it with an inexplicable tone, which made her more.

Jiang Shuyu likes Nan tingliao now, and Nan tingliao married himself because of that accident. Otherwise, he was actually Jiang Shuyu's fiancee. In fact, they were a rightful couple. Her sudden appearance caused them to go their separate ways.

"How can I know the relationship between you and her best? I'm afraid it's yourself."

Why is this so sour? Nan tingliao, who wanted to tease her a few words, suddenly smiled and slowly threw out a sentence: "Wei, you are my wife. Of course you know who I have in my heart."

"Do you know that Jiang Shuyu likes you now, unless you don't marry." Jiang Shiwei thought of Jiang Shuyu's words and was angry.

Nan tingliao's face changed slightly: "how possible."

At the beginning, Jiang Shuyu clearly refused him, so he had a chance to be with Jiang Shiwei. Otherwise, it is estimated that he is still consuming with Jiang Shuyu.

Jiang Shiwei looked at his expression and suddenly sneered: "how impossible, Nan tingliao, are you very proud? In fact, the person she likes is you. If you care about her, let's divorce!"

When the word divorce came out of Jiang Shiwei's mouth, Nan tingliao's face was hard to see the extreme. The man was hurt. He was pale and handsome, but now his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"Jiang Shiwei, what do you say, say it again."

This sentence was almost squeezed out of the throat. A pair of eyes were very dark, like all the colors in the world were pulled away from those eyes, leaving only the extreme dazzle black, but it gave people an unspeakable anger.

Jiang Shiwei didn't know why he was a little afraid, but he still said, "I said we were divorced. Anyway, when we got married, we said it was a fake marriage. Now let's divorce. She happens to be the granddaughter-in-law of the south family. After divorce, I can achieve..."

Before he spoke this sentence, Jiang Shiwei only felt that he had been pressed on the bed by Nan tingliao.

"What are you doing?" she shouted angrily, but his lips were blocked up.

Different from the tenderness in the past, this kiss was full of strong and overbearing. There was a feeling that she was about to be torn down into her belly. Until Jiang Shiwei was about to lose his breath, Nan tingliao reluctantly released her. Looking at the woman in his arms who owed crimson eyes to Qing Gu, he said, "let me hear such words from your mouth next time, it will not be such a simple punishment."

Jiang Shiwei's breath was unstable. When he heard this sentence, he suddenly pushed him: "Nan tingliao, you bastard!"

Nan tingliao suddenly fell on the bed with a cry. Jiang Shiwei saw that his face had changed, and there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. Thinking about his injury, his face immediately changed. He hurriedly asked, "how are you? Let me see if the wound has burst again?"

"It hurts... It hurts!" the man took her hand and said painfully.

Jiang Shiwei was completely confused, and he couldn't care that he was quarreling with Nan tingliao just now: "where does it hurt? Let me see. I'll call a doctor."

But the next second, the whole man was pressed on him with his arm.

Her body was stiff, and her struggle was neither resistance nor, for fear that her actions might encounter his injuries.

In the ward, there was only a faint breathing voice of a woman. The South court was burning with black eyes like the sea, and looked at her faintly: "slightly, my heart hurts."

Jiang Shiwei was stunned. The place where he was injured was not his heart. At this moment, he finally responded that this guy was acting: "Nan tingliao, you did it on purpose."

He was about to get up, but Nan tingliao held her hand. His voice was gentle, but with another kind of firmness: "slightly, from beginning to end, I have only you in my heart, and only you in this life."

Looking at the deep feeling from the bottom of men's eyes, it doesn't look like fraud at all.

And just now she heard that Nan tingliao told Jiang Shuyue that he loved his wife very much.

The little bit in my heart was scattered without a trace.

However, thinking of Jiang Shuyue, I felt as if I had pressed a huge stone and blocked it: "but what about Jiang Shuyue? If one day she knows your true identity, what should she do?"

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