Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Liangqiu is the eye-catcher in the dreams of men of their age. I remember how beautiful her hands are on the movie screen!

It may be destroyed now.

It's a pity that the doctor returns. Everything is done according to the process. If it can be kept, it's the best.

The fact that the consequences are far more than that, the muscles of this hand will atrophy in the future... He thought of Venus.

The doctor left.

Ye Liangqiu was lying down, looking at the ceiling without speaking.

The ward was quiet, except for the two of them.

"I will find the best doctor over here." Qin Anlan said: "American, Swiss... will definitely heal your hand."

He told himself that this was the responsibility, he was responsible for the penetration, he had to be responsible, but he never dared to think deeply.

He was distressed, and he distressed her for what her life would be like if she lost a palm.

Liang Qiu, I would rather fix you with my own hands, and then let you stand in front of me as my enemy.

As for the future, I really didn't think much. Just thinking, I can't accept how you will be treated or hurt you.

As I said, you won, it is not an expression of anger, but all my unwillingness.

In fact, I am already compromising with you. If not, I will take the opportunity to replenish Su Shicheng yesterday.

He compromised, putting her safety first.

It's just these, he is unwilling, unwilling to say to her.

Can only be buried in the deepest part of his heart, a person carefully tastes the sourness.

Ye Liangqiu spit out two words softly, "Thank you."

Thank you... He smiled bitterly again, when did they get to this point.

In fact, after a few months, they were separated somewhat. He sent her to the detention center and punched her palm through.

He thought, she hates him too!

At this moment, KIME knocked on the door and handed in a moisturizing bottle. "I made it myself." His voice was a little hoarse, and he probably didn't sleep all night.

Qin Anlan took it and closed the door. KIME's nose outside was almost hit by the door panel.

He touched his nose and then took out another cigarette.

In fact, when he was making porridge, he was thinking...If Su Cheng lived here, it would be great.

Su Cheng is pregnant, and she is the kind of little girl with a terrible mouth. Now she is there alone, can she eat it? Is there enough nutrition for the child in the stomach?

He really wanted to see her, really wanted to... but he still held back it for a lifetime.

I've seen it, so I might not bear it!

Inside the door, Qin Anlan looked at Ye Liangqiu for a while, and said faintly, "Let’s have some porridge, KIME made it."

Listening to KIME's name, Ye Liangqiu finally came over. Eyes met him, "How is he?"

"Fortunately, I can't die! With a slight concussion, I can still keep this life as a father." His tone was a bit harsh.

Ye Liangqiu shut up again and said nothing.

Qin Anlan shook up the bed for her a little bit, pulled a chair and sat down, spooning a small bowl of porridge with a bit of stiffness, just porridge, nothing else.

"I will just eat it!" He continued his tongue: "I think in it, you might not eat as good as this."

She looked at him with a somewhat awkward expression and looked down, "It's better than this."

Qin Anlan glared at her, "Ye Liangqiu, we are enemies now."

"I just want to eat better." She whispered, there was a small grievance...

[Four watch tomorrow at noon, I will die from a cold]