MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 69
Chapter 69
Really love someone, whether it is resentment or despair for this person after the end. You are in a certain scene, the moment of thoughts and lightnings, you can think of the delicious food that he has done for you, the snow that you have watched, the grand hand that you handed to you with a smile. star.
Rather than his cold words, violence is opposite.
It doesn't matter if you can't let go, it's infatuation or guilt. It is always the instinct of all living things to avoid harm.
He Zhishu’s habitual sudden silence, Ai Ziyu did not talk again, only quietly driving.
At this time, there was a short text message to sound, the phone was at hand, and Ai Ziyu opened the mailbox while driving.
Only one glanced, Ai Ziyu's face was a little serious, and he glanced at He Zhishu quietly, and the man was looking out the window.
It is a text message sent by Jiang Wenxu -
"I am going back to Beijing. I won't come back until I find the right bone marrow. If he is in poor health, don't take him and find another place to hide from me. Please take care of him."
Ai Ziyu ordered the deletion and threw the phone into the back seat. He was annoyed in his heart and his emotions were sensitive to fluctuations. He hated Jiang Wenxu's tone of tolerance and humiliation, as if he had dismantled a pair of affectionate lovers. Ai Ziyu feels funny. Where did Jiang Wenxu come from, ask him to take care of He Zhishu?
However, Jiang Wenxu’s style, Ai Ziyu, is also aware of a few points. He said that he will not be able to come back again. If there is a choice, Ai Ziyu is reluctant to bring his knowledge to work hard and then turn Yangzhou.
The car parked in the tea garden, and Ai Ziyu opened the door and stretched out his arms to hug the book: "Come on, let's wait for the second dog to run. It's time to rush."
He knows that he feels awkward when he is in the hospital. The squats and the clavicles of the scorpion are stretched from the scars on the neck to the underarms and back, and they will soon be connected.
The wind outside is still a bit cold, and He Zhishu is in the mouth of Ai Ziyu's thin and weak cough.
“Is it cold?” Ai Ziyu stood at the door, letting He Zhishu reach out and use his fingerprint to unlock the door.
He knows that the low voice should be heard: "The temperature is lower and it is better to say that it is wet."
Ai Ziyu took a kiss on the sofa and sat on the sofa for a while. He put on a pair of cotton slippers for a while: "You will watch TV from here, I will go to the dehumidifier and the warm air."
He knows the ingenuity of the novice, looking forward to a pair of water-like gentle brown eyes, coveted, He Zhishu lowered his hand and gently stroked Ai Ziyu's hair. Just like... touch a big dog.
Ai Ziyu squatted down. When he reacted, he smiled and held the hand of He Zhishu. He slowly stood up and leaned over to kiss his cheek: "Why, how do you learn to marry?"
The face of He Zhishu's face is red, and there is a bit of awkward face: "At most... called a dog."
"I bite you!" Ai Ziyu's slap in the mouth is a funny smile.
"You are going to find something," He Zhishu frowned and completely grasped the soft rib of Ai Ziyu: "The wet and cold can't stand it."
Ai Ziyu is looking for something to work hard, and it is very profitable. He took things to the living room, not far from the He Zhishu: "You are slow from here, I will give you something to eat."
He knows that he has a pillow and looks at him: "Don't go to Yangzhou."
"Where to go, who will give you the garden jasmine?" Ai Ziyu turned to the kitchen, and the voice was left behind: "Besides yourself, don't think too much, I am."
