C1590 (1/2)
Tang Jiyao turned around and left, but his voice was so superficial that it was so loud that it rang in the quiet ear.
She's shallow? What? She wants to find a normal husband who can protect her from the wind and rain. Is this wrong? It's called superficiality? She doesn't have such lofty aspirations and great feelings. She just wants to live a normal woman's life. How can it be called superficial.
”Tang Jiyao, you son of a bitch! Go to a woman with noble thoughts and noble feelings. I am such a shallow and naive woman. Don't let me see you again Do you think that life is a family? You are superficial and male chauvinism. You don't think about what the wife has to bear and face in the absence of her husband. ”Tang Jiyao, you big sand pig, let you be a bachelor all your life. It's disgusting!”
As a result, she breathed a lot before and after the smoke.
Yes, the man who defends his country on the battlefield is worthy of respect, but the lofty image of Guan Hui is most suitable for seeing. When it is really his turn, who can feel so calm and indifferent?
She's not a saint, so she can't.
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Suya went to sleep for a while. When she woke up, there was only one bedside lamp in the ward. She felt thirsty and wanted to drink some water. As soon as she reached out, someone grabbed the glass on the bedside table and handed it to her lips: ”you wake up. Come on, have some water.”
It turned out that ye Zenan was there, but just now he was sitting by the bed working with a computer, and she didn't notice for a moment.
”Thank you. I'll do it myself.” She tried to prop up her body and wanted to drink with her own water glass, but ye Zenan refused to let her drink. She held the water glass and fed her. Suya had to drink from the water glass: ”thank you, I have enough.”
”Then have something to eat.” Ye Zenan goes to the microwave oven next to him to take out the porridge and food that has been warm all the time. Su Ya looks at his back with meticulous and considerate movements, and her mind is complicated for no reason.
”Weiwei and Jingyou.” Suya thought the ward was too quiet, so she quickly asked for a topic.
”Jingyou herself is a patient. She went back to the ward. Weiwei has taken care of you for a day. I also asked her to go back first. Come on, eat it.”
”I'll do it myself. I'm much better.” Su Ya felt embarrassed and tried to reach out, but ye Zenan refused.
”The doctor said, you can't use your wrist until it's good. You don't want to write a novel?”
Su Ya smelt the speech and laughed: ”it's not so exaggerated. You are really alarmist.”
”Listen, open your mouth.” Ye Zenan feeds the porridge to Suya's mouth, and she can only swallow it with her mouth open.
Ye Zenan's porridge is also quite regular. Basically, she swallows another one and then comes. Until a bowl of porridge is finished, SUA has a chance to open her mouth: ”well, what's the matter with Jingyou? Is it OK? It's all my fault.”
”It's OK. It's good. It can eat and sleep. It's just beaten by someone. How big can it be?” Ye Zenan looks indifferent.
”She's in hospital. How can she be ok? I have to see her.” Suya said she was going to get out of bed. As soon as she opened the quilt, she was pressed back by Ye Zenan. ”You should take care of yourself. She is very good. You don't need to worry about it.”
”But --”
”no, what else? Lie down and continue to sleep.”