Want here, Song Yi people a little guilty: "sorry."

Gong Lingye knows what she means: "warm, you can do what you want. You don't have to think about my side. Moreover, my injury is not in vain. You agreed to make a promise to each other?"

Song Yi People's heart that silk mood is suddenly made by him do not know where to float, she will palace Ling night bed back up, brought porridge, began to feed him.

First scoop a spoon, put it on the mouth to blow, and then send it to his lips.

Gong Lingye looks at Song Yi people around him and suddenly thinks of the customized ring he made on the day he returned home.

What he wanted was to marry her, get up together, go to work together, go home, sit down face to face and eat the dinner they cooked together.

After that, a pair of children will be born again. When they grow up, they will have no regrets.

"Warm." Gong Lingye called her.

Song Yi people stop the movement in their hands: "huh?"

"Nothing. I just want to call you He asked before, the ring is estimated to take 10 days to complete, just before his birthday.

So

That night, Song Yi lived in a hospital suite.

She and palace Ling night's bed next to her side, can see his face.

He reached out and wrapped her hand in his palm. It was quiet and they fell asleep.

Xuanyuanche or the next day to know palace Ling night injured, because there is a contract to sign palace Ling night, so he took the document directly to the hospital.

When they were talking about business, Song Yi was already in the studio.

Unique perfume has recently been planned and publicize, and Song Yi got up today and gave breakfast to Gong Ling night, and then passed away.

It's nearly noon after shooting. Song Yi people are worried that Gong Lingye won't be fed by others, and that eating by himself may affect the wound, so he has to rush to the hospital.

Beiming Mo saw her worried appearance and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, my Yi Yi is tied to my heart. I'm so sad!"

Song Yi people scratched the itchy meat of Beiming foam: "darling, wait for him to be good, I will make good compensation to you again!"

Beiming foam smile, picked up the car key: "OK, people in order to save my family Yi Yi injured, I as the legitimate brand of Yi Yi should go to comfort! Let's go over together. It happens that I have nothing to do this afternoon

"Good." Song Yi people nodded and pulled Beiming foam together to get on the car.

Gong Ling night's three meals a day are specially made by the chef of his villa, adding some herbs to replenish qi and blood. Therefore, the Song Yi people pulled Beiming foam in and heard a voice inside. The first sentence asked, "is lunch ready?"

She first passed the kitchen, looked inside and saw the steaming vegetables. Then she took Beiming foam and went to wash her hands.

However, when he saw xuanyuanche in the ward, Song Yi was stunned: "are you busy working?"

North Sea foam also on Xuan Yuan Che's eyes, she raised a touch of decent smile, nodded to him and said hello.

Over there, the Song Yi people washed their hands and took away the documents in Gong Lingye's hands and said, "it's time to eat!"

Palace Ling night some helpless: "warm, I still have a little thing to talk about."

"I'll talk about it later. You're injured. You should rest more." Song Yi people can't help but break up, put the small table well, bring the food to Gongling night, and start to feed.

Xuan Yuan Che is beside, looked at Pei Jun.

Pei Jun smile: "Mr. Xuanyuan, after you have a girlfriend, you will understand."

What he meant was, you see, although our president was helpless on the surface, he actually enjoyed it very much.

Xuanyuanche has never seen such a palace Ling night. He takes back his eyes and wants to say something. Pei Jun says: "by the way, Mr. Xuanyuan, why have you never seen your girlfriend?"

Smell speech, North Sea foam also can't help looking at the past.

She suddenly remembered that girl beside xuanyuanche two years ago.

Xuanyuan Che subconsciously raised his eyes, on the North Sea foam line of sight, he quietly turned away, light way: "more busy recently."

After hearing this, Song Yi people couldn't help turning around.

Xuanyuanche, this means that I'm busy recently, so I didn't bring my girlfriend out? Or are you busy recently and have no time to make a girlfriend?

On one side, Gong Ling night said, "ah Che, listen to my aunt. Recently, they are thinking about your marriage with Miss Wei?"

Xuanyuanche remembered what his mother had said yesterday, saying that he would be over 30 for the Chinese New Year. When he was so old, his father had already been his father, and the Wei family and their Xuanyuan family were old friends. Therefore, let him see Miss Wei yunyun at the weekend.

Xuanyuan Che nodded: "yes."

Pei Jun also knows Wei's family. When he hears the speech, he can't help but smile and say, "I heard Miss Wei's ballet is very good, and she has got her mother's true story."

Xuan Yuan Che shakes his head: "I am not quite clear, have not seen."

At this time, several other people's food also came, Song Yi people just finished feeding palace Ling night.She picked up a handkerchief to help him wipe his mouth. When Beiming foam saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing: "I see my warm baby really flies!"

Song Yi's face was hot, and she found that Gong Lingye's face seemed to have blue stubble. Her fingers touched it and made her numb.

"It's over, I'll be electrocuted by them!" Beiming Mo said, and said to Pei Jun, "handsome boy, please sit down to eat. I can't continue to eat dog food!"

On the same day, he sent away all the people, and Song Yi people accompanied Gong Ling night in the hospital in the afternoon.

She also has a lot of work accumulation, so as long as Gong Ling sleeps at night, she will pick up the computer and start working.

In the evening, the doctor changed the medicine for Gong Lingye's wound, and said to Song Yi: "Miss Yu, Mr. Gong's wounds have healed temporarily and need to be cleaned. Look at this..."

Song Yi's cheek was hot: "it's OK. I'll come. I don't have to look for a nurse."

However, when she twisted the towel, she could not help worrying.

In the ward, the door of the room was closed. Song Yi people washed Gong Lingye's face first, then gently lifted the quilt.

His upper body, the biggest wounds are abdominal and back wounds, the rest of the place, almost all bruises.

Her hand ran gently across his skin, away from the gauze, and then straight down.

"That..." Song Yi's throat is dry: "do you want to wipe your legs?"

Palace Ling night know what she asked, the bottom of her eyes can not help but dye a little smile: "warm, my legs before sweating, and, there is a place especially uncomfortable."

Song Yiren: "it's just

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