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"Gu Cheng, actually..." Feng Muyan clenched her lip and murmured, "in fact, I am married."

"So," for a long time, the man's hoarse voice came --

"before the operation, what you promised me was all lying to me?"

"No, I was afraid of..."

"Afraid I lose hope." Gu Cheng finished the rest of the words for her, and finally, he covered the desolation of his eyes and laughed at her, "Congratulations, Feng Muyan."

"Gu Cheng, I'm lucky to know you."

Gu Cheng is smiling.

Feng Muyan, I'm lucky to know you.

……

In the general ward.

Sheng Juan closed his eyes and eyes, heard the sound of footsteps approaching, thought it was Feng Muyan back.

"Big stars who don't accompany you much..."

"Routine inspection."

The woman in the hospital bed suddenly opened her eyes.

Chuhuaibei!

"The injured man was full of injuries, with severe head injuries and minor leg fractures."

What man did not see Sheng Juan, only this man, see him, she did not consciously want to hide.

"You work in an underground bar, eh?"

Hearing his mention of the underground bar, Sakamoto's heart relaxed again.

Just at this time, Feng Muyan came back.

Chu Huaibei eyes slightly flash, check the injury. Although the injury is not serious, it will take a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones.

"After half a month's recovery, you can't wear high heels."

Chu Huaibei timely voice: "but the bridesmaid is short, the best man is too many, will not match."

Sheng Zhen knows that he is talking about the best man of Muyan's wedding.

"How tall is the best man?"

Feng Muyan tilts her eyes at the height of the north of Chu Huaibei. She doesn't know that, by naked eyes Very high.

Sheng Juan looks with Feng Muyan's eyes, which makes the whole person worse.

"Moyan, I think You'd better go to another bridesmaid. I think I'm hurt a little bit. I can't get well for half a month. "

"Headache, I don't know if there will be blood clots in my head."

Feng Muyan: "bah, bah, no nonsense!"

Chu Huaibei looked at this scene in his eyes, his long and narrow black eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the sick woman on the hospital bed.

This woman, seems to be hiding from him.

In the evening, Feng Muyan bought some daily necessities and food and went to rongjingcheng's apartment.

After a few minutes of pounding, a plate of tomato scrambled eggs is finished!

……

When Rong Jingcheng came back, it was half an hour later.

Entering the room, I could smell a smell of paste coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Soon, Feng Muyan put her achievements on the table, two dishes and one soup.

"Can it be eaten?"

Rong Jingcheng glanced at the soup and What's that black plate.

Seeing his expression is really reluctantly, Feng Muyan hung her head dejectedly and hummed: "how can you dislike the dinner that people have cooked for an hour..."

Feng Muyan hems and haws, while remaining light stares at the man. Seeing that he is willing to take vegetables, he is immediately happy to bloom.

"Is it delicious?"

"Feng Muyan, are you scrambled eggs or scrambled egg shells?" The man picked up another piece of eggshell.

"Well, I thought it was fried." The woman scratched her head.

Rong Jingcheng's face became more and more dark.

"I'll give my wife a license to not cook."

"Who will cook after that?"

Let Jingcheng beautiful thin lips hook up a smile not smile arc, knowing that it is a pit, he also had to jump.

"You, I cook."

"Now Yes, we went to eat the wonton of Abe's house. We haven't gone for a long time. "