Chapter 972 (2/2)
Angina pectoris. She's angina pectoris every time she talks to Sanshi.
”You just have to obey, you don't have to know why.” Sang Shixi finished and continued to look down at the computer.
”What are you doing?”
”A week later, come back to Jincheng with me.”
She looked down and said, ”the doctor said that if you don't get hurt twice, you can remove gauze and put on shoes in a few days.”
Huh? Why do you care about her feet all of a sudden?
”If you live alone, you die faster.” Sang Shixi raised his head from the computer: ”Lin Xianyu, how are your feet?”
”Da sang, why do you want me to move to your room? Do you know that Huojia will kill me? ”
Sang Shixi is looking at the computer. It's all in English. It took Lin Xianyu a long time to recognize several English words, which makes her headache.
She vaguely felt that the next 20 years around sang Shixi would not be very good.
Lin Xianyu shrinks his neck and sneaks into sang Shixi's room.
She followed, dejected, and saw Huo Jia leaning against the door of her room looking at her.
If you don't sleep in the big bed you sleep in now, go to the bed that is only half the size.
”Young master, you have a big bed outside the bedroom.”An hour later, Auntie Yu and auntie Cai helped her move the room. She jumped to the side and said, ”do you want to move today? Only a few days? ”
She can't help but lift the blanket and take a look. Is her figure really that bad?
Just no expression.
It seems even more exasperating that when sang Shixi saw her body, it was that kind of expression.
Do you want to blind him?
What to do?
What a shame.
She's all over the place.
She fell on the bed all the way scolding the street.
She couldn't think of her elder sister, elder sister and elder brother.
Why move to his room?
Lin Xianyu was temporarily speechless and watched sang Shixi walk out of her room in a wheelchair.
Sang Shixi said such inhuman words in such a cold tone.
Sang Shixi suddenly stopped and looked back at her: ”she won't, because you have a bad figure. ”
” she will. ”
”She will not.”
”No, why did I move into your room?” Wrapped in sheets, she jumped up with him: ”if Huo Jia knew, she would tear me.”
”No why.”
”Why?”
”From today on, you move to my room.”
”Well.”
”No need,” Sang Shixi turned around. ”Lin Xianyu.”
”What do you mean?” Lin Xianyu was not happy: ”is it difficult for me to plant it on your mother? You can ask her!”
”My mother's way of doing things is not so circuitous.” Sang Shixi thought about it and made a closing statement.
Lin Xianyu opened his eyes and looked at sang Shixi: ”I also want to know why. If you want to know what your wife thinks, you can ask her in person.”
”Why?” Even sang Shixi didn't understand.
She felt that she had become a big fish eating small fish, a small fish eating shrimps, shrimps eating mud.
The bottom of the bottom.
The three people in this house, fighting back and forth, will fight her to death sooner or later.