Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 222 At this moment, people are outside the hospital [233]

I have tossed it down, it is already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Fu Huai'an, wearing a blue home service, is placing tableware.

Lin Wen only came out wearing a large sweater.

Remove the lip-horn cigarette, Fu Huai's magnetic voice is a little dull: "Can eat..."

Lin warmed, turned back to the bedroom, put on slippers.

Fu Huai'an mouth is holding a cigarette, slightly bent to place the tableware, so that he has a human atmosphere of fireworks, not as strong as the past.

......

In the cloakroom, the ladies’ clothes were hanged, the cotton home clothes and the silk pajamas were stacked neatly, and even the underwear and the bottom pants that had been prepared were awkward... There is a hostess’s posture here.

After the shower, Lin warmed and blew a long dry hair from the bedroom, Fu Huai'an was on the balcony.

Lin warm looked at Fu Huai'an's back and entered the kitchen. He heard the embedded steamer dripping straight, and Lin warmed a few steps faster, pulling the steamer away with a rag.

Unexpectedly, it is not the fish that Lin Wen intends to steam today. The clean and beautiful plates contain the best-selling steamed osmanthus fish and sea bream steamed eggs.

In the trash can, take a look at the take-out boxes of several moon-moon buildings.

Lin warmed with gloves, put the osmanthus fish and steamed eggs on the table, and put together other dishes of Fu Huai'an.

Seeing that Fu Huai'an's phone was not over yet, Lin Wen took the phone and looked at him at the table.

A missed call from Song Wei five minutes ago, two miss summers, and a text message.

Clicking on the information, Miss Xia said that Lin Wen looked at the mailbox information, and recorded the guests next Tuesday.

Lin warmed up and saw that Fu Huai'an was probably not going to end in a short period of time. He first called Song Song.

The beep in the earpiece rang for a long time, Song Song was connected, and the voice was hoarse with a thick nasal voice: "warm..."

Lin Wen heard Song Yu’s crying and uncontrollable trembling. He asked, “What happened?!”

Song Yuqiang pressed the whimper in his throat, but could not hold back the trembling of the body: "Can you... help me bring clothes, come to Huading Century Hotel to pick me up?!"

Without asking too much, Lin warmed up and went to the bedroom: "I will come right away! Room number..."

......

Lin warmed out the clothes, Fu Huai'an just picked up the phone and came in from the balcony. Single-handedly pushing the balcony to close the door, I heard the movement of the bedroom closing, and turned back.

When Lin Wen was wearing the suit, he wore a new set of clothes from the cloakroom in his arms. Fu Huaian removed the cigarette from the corner, and there was a layer of water vapor on the short black hair...

The sea sky that has just been overcast is already drizzling.

When I noticed that Lin was going to go, Fu Huaian smashed half of the cigarettes in the coffee table ashtray. Because of the slightly hoarse and mellow voice of smoking, there was a calm and restrained sense of power: "Is there something to go?!"

"Well! My friend... let me help her send clothes to the hotel. She is similar to me. I made my own claim and took a set from the cloakroom."

Lin Wen said that it was simple. She didn’t mention a word about the crying of Song Song’s restraint and the tremor in her voice.

Fu Huai'an did not ask, he put the mobile phone and cigarette lighter on the coffee table: "I will send you..."

"No, you just came back from a business trip, and haven't had time to rest yet..." When it came to this, Lin Wen's ear was hot, and she blushes her finger at the table and continues. "I have served the table with hot meals." You eat a little, take a rest, look back... I will call you."

Even if Fu Huai'an is well-dressed at this time, it looks like a spirit, but from the red blood of his eyes... still can see his exhaustion.

Fu Huai'an has always been sleepless. He didn't sleep last night. After returning, he and Lin Lin linger now, and it will inevitably get tired.

Seeing Lin Wen’s concern, Fu Huai’an did not insist. He picked up the car key and walked to Lin Wen’s face: “The car drives you away...”

When she refused, she turned around in the eyes of her nephew. Finally, she reached out and took the car key and looked up at Fu Huai'an: "Then rest well."

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From Yunding Apartment, Lin warmed Fu Fu'an's car and rushed to Huading Century Hotel.

In the 3012 presidential suite, Lin Wen stood at the door and pressed the doorbell for a long time. No one opened the door.

The two luxurious embossed wooden doors of the suite were closed, and Lin frowned and frowned, pressing his inner worries about Song Yu and dialing the phone.

After a long time, Song Yu’s phone was connected, and the hoarse voice was not like: “Hey...”

"I went to the door of the 3012 suite."

"I will come here..."

In the earpiece, Lin Wen heard the sound of the slap in the water that Song Song got up.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Wen stood at the door of the suite, some worried.

Half a minute later, the embossed wooden door on the right side slowly opened a gap...

Lin warmed up before entering, but was turned away.

"Warm! Give me the clothes, don't... don't come in..."

The gap opened very small, Song Yu hide behind the door, all the voices are shaking.

"Song Song!" Lin warmed his hand and pushed the door.

"Please!" Song Yu died in the door, and all the voices were jealous.

The cries that were sent to Song’s sudden shock were shocked. Lin warmed the power of pushing the door, next to the reins of the paper bag in his hand.

She couldn't bear to be embarrassed, she shook the edge of the paper bag and handed it over: "I know, I don't go in, I am waiting for you outside, you take the clothes..."

Song Yu has only two friends in this world, one is Bai Xiaonian and one is Lin Wen.

The reason why she called Lin Wen and did not call Bai Xiaonian, except for Bai Xiaonian’s call to her father’s car accident at noon today, people are outside the hospital at this moment...

Baby, thank you for your comfort and recommendation! Thousands of today and the editorial ditch passed, the editor will give a thousand PK opportunities, but the specific time has not yet been determined, the next thousand will be notified in advance, hope the baby to accompany thousands of efforts to fight! Thank you baby!

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