He withdrew his eyes and leaned back to the bedside in anger and raised his lips coldly. What are you doing here?

An Muxi scooped up chicken soup and gave a slight meal.

Yes, we agreed to sneak a look at him, but what is she doing now?

Section 121

Lower your eyes and cover up the complicated feelings at the bottom of your eyes. I hope to take the chicken soup in front of him. Go over his question and say, No matter how unhappy you are, you should take good care of your stomach. Don’t forget that you are a responsible president.

How can I feel sorry for him if I am so cold and alienated? Li Shiyu raised her hand and waved off the bowl in her hand. I said I wouldn’t eat if I didn’t eat!

An Mu Xi’s face turned cold.

Since Anmu Xi is so determined not to come back to me, then don’t pretend to be kind here. I have nothing to do with you anyway. Anmu Xi suddenly breathed a lag with a stiff hand.

But she still didn’t look up or lose her temper, but quietly squatted down to clean up the broken bowl of carpet.

The heart clearly hurts, and she secretly bit her lip, not letting the tears fall.

Oh, that’s ridiculous. She said she didn’t love him, but she said she wouldn’t let him. She finally couldn’t help it, and he was her!

Is this the socalled being a bitch?

Ambushi, you are not cruel enough. You are not cruel enough after all!

Shirley Yu condescended to that figure, and she was very weak when she came. Now she is even more petite when she squats there.

Solitude begets pity.

He pulled the woman up directly when her heart ached. That’s enough! Stop it!

He withdrew his eyes and leaned back to the bedside in anger and raised his lips coldly. What are you doing here?

Anmu Xi was startled, and all the fragments of her hand fell back to the ground. Her palm was also scratched, and the blood spilled out immediately, which hurt her very much, but she clenched her fist tightly.

Ann curtain and you what is this? Everything you told me before was false, right? You can’t let me go at all, can you? In that case, come back and don’t play catandmouse with me. Li Shiyu grabbed her wrist with cold eyes and refused. Do you think it’s funny? But I’m not interested in playing with you.

An Muxi finally looked up at his handsome face, which was a little pale at the moment, and his expression was also very pale. The only thing she didn’t see was the hope in the depths of the man’s eyes

She broke away from his hand and looked at his palm silently, as if there was a warm liquid flowing from her fingers, drop by drop on the light carpet.

She clenched her fist tighter and her nails seemed to buckle into the wound. She could frown and then withdrew her eyes from Lishi Yushen. I’m sorry, I didn’t know that my coming would make you angry. I can’t walk away from your family. I still hope you can take good care of yourself.

Say she shallow hook lips turned to leave.

What about you? Li Shi Yu Shen leng opened his mouth and breathed heavily. He swallowed. What can’t you do? I take good care of myself?

For a moment, Anmu hoped that he would suddenly say such a thing when he saw her hand hurt.

But it seems that after half a century, men still have no literature, and she knows that it is not.

She didn’t know what he was saying, knowing that she couldn’t answer him.

So she didn’t leave the ward quickly.

At the door, I was so vigilant that I couldn’t even blink my eyes. Suddenly I saw Anmu coming out. He immediately asked, How? Is the president asleep? Have you eaten? Sure enough, Dr. Mo said yes, you can handle the president.

An Mu Xi shook his head with some bitterness behind his hand. He didn’t eat.

A frozen expression on the dusty face.

Feng Te helps you go in and watch him. If you haven’t eaten at twelve o’clock, call me. When I’m done, come and get it to him.

The dusty hesitated for a moment and walked into the ward.

Anmu’s calm face finally disintegrated a little. She raised her hand and spread out her palm to know that the wound was not shallow. Besides, she had been holding her fist and her whole palm was blurred with blood.

With a long sigh of relief, she turned her feet into the JiYuhan ward again.

A warm desk lamp lit up the dark room. Ann Muxi walked softly over and Ji Yuhan had slept by her bed. Looking at that charming face, I couldn’t say anything.

Yuhan, if I can, I really hope you and Ye Feiran can …