Contract Marriage With Mysterious President - Chapter 407
When Mi Xiaolian heard Rongfu say that rongjintian could be discharged from the hospital, she was very happy, but Rongfu said another word.
“Young grandma, the doctor also said that the young master has a good physical foundation, strong vitality and strong desire for survival. Maybe he will wake up soon.” When Rongfu said this, his face was full of old tears.
“Really? Does the doctor really say that? Uncle Rong, uncle Rong, I’m so excited, I’m so excited.” Mi Xiaolian looks at Rong Jintian who doesn’t move. Will he wake up soon?
“The doctor said so, but he just said it was possible. The key is to rely on our efforts.” Rongfu said to MI Xiaolian.
Mi Xiaolian was so excited that she didn’t know what to do. She walked around in the ward, and her mood couldn’t be expressed in words.
Rong Jintian can finally leave the hospital. Mi Xiaolian doesn’t have to run back and forth. She can take care of her husband and her children.
Rong Jintian has been quiet, but his sleeping face is very peaceful. He can’t see that he is ill. He thought he was sleeping.
Chou Chou knew his father was back, so he ran to rongjintian’s bed and stroked / touched his father’s face with his fat little hand.
“Mom, is Dad sleeping? He’s sleeping so heavily. Why don’t you pay attention to ugly?” Chou Chou raised his head and stared at Mi Xiaolian with sparkling eyes.
“Dad is ill, so it looks like he is asleep, but when dad is well, he can lift you up.” Mi Xiaolian said to ugly with excitement and emotion.
Chou Chou didn’t understand much, but he nodded skillfully. Anyway, as long as his father woke up, he could play with himself.
Every day, MI Xiaolian is very energetic. She thinks she can see her family when she goes home. She feels very happy.
People always don’t know to cherish when they get it. She has never felt so attached to her family, husband and children before. Since this happened, she knows to cherish her family more.
Wenya has rarely been at home recently. She often asks for leave. It seems that she has a good chat with murongchu. Mi Xiaolian can know where she has developed with her toes.
The cook’s injury is much better. Mi Xiaolian asked someone to use a good scald ointment for her, so she recovers quickly, but she has made a feud with Wenya and is often waiting for an opportunity to revenge Wenya.
Wenya made a light makeup for herself. She also knows that men like women. It’s natural to look at them. Women with heavy makeup are other people’s women, but they don’t like to be too ostentatious about their own women.
When she got to the door, she saw the cook standing at the door. She was not afraid of the cook, so she went over.
“Are you going to meet a lover? If you ask for leave every day, you’re not afraid that your young grandmother will fire you?” Said the cook to Wenya.
“Fire? Hum, that’s you. My boyfriend has a cooperative relationship with my young grandmother, so she won’t fire me. I can’t help it. My man thinks about me every day. If I don’t go, he will be very uncomfortable. Unlike you, blessed people are so idle every day.” Wen Ya said to the cook with her mouth askew. She looked down on the cook’s fat appearance.
“Just like you, some men like it. The man doesn’t know how blind he is. Look at your chest. It’s obviously false. You can only deceive men. For women, you’re a fake.” The cook poked Wenya’s chest with her hand, and Wenya opened her hand at once.
“Take away your dirty hands. If you have the ability, you can find a good man. Don’t say sour grapes when you can’t eat grapes! I won’t quarrel with you if I have something else to do. I’m in a good mood!” Wen Ya said that and left with a twist.
The cook was not angry, but looked at her elegant back and sneered.
Murong Chu holds elegance and is ready to go to bed. He is really fascinated by his elegant body. It is tight and moist. Everything feels the same as a young girl.
Especially the two lovely things on his gentle chest, which Murong Chu couldn’t put down. He would knead / pinch them with great strength every time.
“Baby, you miss me so much that you don’t want to go back. Just live with me, or you won’t be with me every time I want to.” Murongchu’s hands have gone to hold his elegant chest.
“No, we’re not married yet. If I live with you, my family is very conservative. If I know I’ve slept with you and lost my innocent body, I’ll kill me.” She looked very sad when she said it politely.
“Of course I will marry you, but I just inherited the property and haven’t fully established myself in Murong group. When I straighten everything out, I will marry you home.” Murongchu was already in the brain at this time, and kept making wishes for elegance.
“Hey, President Murong, it’s not that I don’t believe you, but the gap between us is too big. I can’t believe you. I just want to break up with you this time. Since you can’t marry me, I can only marry an ordinary family. I’m 30 years old and can’t afford to wait.” Elegant lowered his head and looked very wronged.
Murongchu was lost in thought at this time. He had experienced a lot of women’s tricks. It was obvious that the woman was forcing herself to marry her in another way.
However, his hand was strengthened by anger, which made it gentle and painful, but it was hard to say.
“What’s the matter? Are you a little uncomfortable? Gentle, I understand what you mean. It’s not that I don’t give you marriage, because I’m really not suitable for marriage now. I want more and better with you, but I can’t do it now.” Murongchu looked at the gentle face and left clear tears. He went to kiss her face.
“President Murong, please let me go. I’m so old. If I don’t get married again, my parents will urge me. Last time I called and introduced Lao Wang from the neighboring village!” Wenya began to cry. She blocked the fullness of her chest in murongchu’s heart, making him feel his softness.
“Well, well, I’ll give your parents a lot of money. I’ll call on them and ask them not to force you any more. I’m really inseparable from you now.” Murong Chu really didn’t have a fixed partner since Mu Qiya left.
“Can I call you ah Chu?” Wen Ya raised her watery eyes and looked at murongchu like an elk.
“Yes, you can call me anything, but I want to eat you now!” Murongchu pushed Wenya onto the bed, and he pressed down, but when he saw Wenya’s chest again, he threw up.