Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering! - Chapter 539

She said: “Yes.”

Su Lihua raised her face and wanted to kiss her.

Lin Dongshan pushed him: “Gu Yu is watching.”

The little thing was holding the car window and looking intently.

Su Lihua looked over: “Su Guyu, turn her head.”

Su Guyu: “Oh.”

He knew even if he didn’t watch it, they wanted to kiss, just like the TV aunt Xiangtai watched.

The car didn’t stop too far, Su Lihua cared about the child in the car, but she didn’t take it too far, kissed Lin Dongshan’s lips, and took her back into the car.

“What to eat?”

She laughed, with Qingguang and his shadow in her eyes: “I want to eat shrimp.”

“it is good.”

Liu Yu’s “Send You a Bullet” said: Some people are destined to be cancer in your life, and some people are just a sneeze. All this is said to be “due to fate in the dark.”

Lin Dongshan thought to himself: The cancer cells in her body are spreading again, and they will never be cured.

Chen Xiangtai is on day shift today. At this point, it’s too early to finish off work.

She was still in Lu Xinglan’s ward: “Have you been better this afternoon?”

She likes to use mood words when talking to him, “Ah”, “Ah”, “Na”, soft and lovely.

Lu Xinglan grabbed her hand and put it on his forehead: “No fever.”

Chen Xiangtai touched it carefully, it didn’t burn anymore: “Look, my saliva is super useful.” She was so proud.

“Ok.”

Lu Xinglan looked at her little mouth.

Want to kiss.

Chen Xiangtai took out half of the leftover chocolate from his pocket, and happily held it to him: “I’ll eat it for you.” There was also her saliva on it.

Lu Xinglan didn’t quite understand why she wanted to save the country with a kiss, which could be solved directly by a kiss. She was also sending a cup of water and chocolate.

She was too serious, and Lu Xinglan had to temporarily interrupt the thought of kissing and talk about the business first: “Who else knows about the laboratory?”

“Dongshan knows it. I met her in Pullman.”

Lu Xinglan broke off a small piece where she had bitten. He only ate a small piece and gave the rest to her: “Where is the Chen family?”

The taste is too sweet.

Chen Xiangtai took a small bite and stuffed it for him again: “They don’t know, they haven’t looked for me in the years when I was missing.” Her tone was a little lost, “I don’t care where I have been or what I have experienced. “

“Then why go back?”

She said: “The Chen family doesn’t dislike me. My grandma loves me very much. On my birthday, she will cook me noodles and add eggs.” She licked her lips, the chocolate was sweet. “Later, I moved out after I finished my junior college, and I rarely go back except for the New Year.” The Chen family didn’t look for her unless they asked for money.

A bowl of egg noodles made her feel silly and easy to satisfy.

Lu Xinglan thinks that at least it must be boiled egg noodles cooked in RMB to barely count as a love.

“It’s late,” Chen Xiangtai looked outside, it was already dark, “I’m going back.”

Lu Xinglan didn’t want her to go: “Can’t you accompany the bed?”

His intention to stay is obvious.

Chen Xiangtai refused directly: “No, I have to go to day shift tomorrow.” The day after tomorrow, she shifted off. She plans to come to accompany the night tomorrow. She has something to tell him.

Lu Xinglan broke off the place she had bitten and ate it, and the remaining chocolate was stuffed into her mouth not tenderly: “Let Uncle Tan take you back.”

She chewed on her cheeks, like a little hamster hiding food: “I can go back by myself.”

“Let him send it.” He has a serious tone, like a rigid and unflexible parent, “Let him pick him up wherever he is going in the future.”

“why?”

He thought for a while: “He is free.”

At the door, Old Tan: “…”

In order to pick up girls, not even the conscience.

Chen Xiangtai is a conscientious girl: “Then you have no driver.”

“I’m hospitalized these days, so I don’t need to go out.”

Chen Xiangtai thought about it and agreed, “That’s okay.” She turned her head and smiled sweetly at the door, “Thank you Mr. Tan.”

Old Tan professionally smirked: “You’re welcome, I’m free anyway.”

Chen Xiangtai believed it and thought Lao Tan might be really idle.

She got up from the chair and was about to go back. Lu Xinglan held her: “Don’t answer the phone of the Chen family, and don’t meet them.”

No matter how stupid Chen Xiangtai was, he still noticed a little sign: “What are you going to do?”

“I want to help you move out of your household registration.” He only said the purpose, not the specific process.

Chen Xiangtai did not ask, “Okay.”

She went back to the lounge to change clothes first.

When she went out, Lu Xinglan called Lao Tan in.

“Uncle Tan.”

“You say.”

His brows were furrowed, the apricot lamp folded into his eyes, gentle and indifferent, just like when he was awake and awake, there was a contradictory aura.

It is rare for him to be so solemn: “Xiangtai troubles you, don’t let the Chen family approach her.”

Old Tan understood: “Don’t worry.”

At four o’clock in the morning, Chen Xiangtai was woken up by a phone call. If she didn’t answer, the ringtone rang tirelessly.

She crawled out of the quilt and glanced at the caller, which was a strange number.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes: “Hey.”

“Come back.”

It was Chen Qingshan’s voice.

Chen Xiangtai blocked all the Chen family members. This call was obviously made with every possible means.

She fell asleep and woke up: “What’s the matter?”

Chen Qingshan’s throat was hurt when he was young, and his voice sounded like something stuck in his throat: “Your grandma is going to die.”