After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 841 I See You Still Have A Little Fever
"Tomorrow is your holiday."

"What festival..."

"Mother's Day."

Zhao Chumian: "..."

Shark me!
Right now.

Her soul is not yet 19 years old, and Mother's Day is about to be celebrated!
She smiled wryly, "Congratulations, you can also celebrate Father's Day next month, why don't we celebrate together then?"

"Give it to you first."

"Why didn't I know you liked the festival so much?"

What was written in the diary, she always wanted to celebrate, but he just found it troublesome.

How has it changed!
It's not that she doesn't want to celebrate the festival, it's just that this festival reminds her that she is no longer young, and she will be 24 soon!
She was married and divorced.

Any sweet love in college is impossible.

She drooped her eyelids unhappily, and his faint smell of alcohol came into her ears, "You like it."

"I like to celebrate holidays, but I don't like to celebrate Mother's Day..." She leaned her head against him.

How can I compensate her for the five years she lost!

Five years!
Five years...

Sheng Xifang hugged her tenderly, "Tired?"

The gun almost went off in the bedroom just now, but both of them held back.

just now……

Staring at her delicious little face, he didn't mind leaving early.

"Tired..."

"What's wrong with Mianmian? Are you uncomfortable?" Elder Song looked at her with concern.

Zhao Chumian immediately sat up straight, "Grandpa Song, no, I'm fine."

"She misses me so much." Sheng Xifang put his arms around her slender waist.

"Grandpa understands, understands, understands, you young people, it's okay, rely on, he is a man, so he should let you rely on, rely on whatever you want..." Song Lao smiled and lost his eyes, "Just pretend that we don't exist."

That is impossible.

There were so many people, and so many lights were on.

"Grandpa let you rely on."

Holding the chopsticks, Zhao Chumian gave him a sideways glance, "You are too small, save me some face..."

Already lost face at noon.

She doesn't want to lose face anymore.

"They all like you."

"I'm so nice, of course they like me..." Zhao Chumian smiled.

Sheng Xifang looked at her dotingly, "Did you not feel wronged when I was not around?"

"No! Very good, everything is fine..."

is it?

Why did he feel that there was something hidden in her expression.

-

In the infirmary of the Song family, Xi Ximeng slowly opened his eyes.

The incandescent light was dazzling, and she raised her hand to block her eyes.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Yan Fanzhou's enchanting and handsome face. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his long legs crossed, with a cigarette between his fingers, and his left hand was sliding the phone screen.

Just after she fainted, he was the one who saved her.

same as before.

"Fanzhou..."

"Since you're awake, I'm leaving..." Yan Fanzhou got up and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Xi Ximeng sat up excitedly, "Fanzhou, I have something to tell you."

Yan Fanzhou tilted his head, dangling his cigarette, "About your illness, should I thank you for saving my life?"

"Her, you don't know them..."

Xi Ximeng bit her lip, Yan Fanzhou is a very smart man, it's impossible that he didn't notice it?
And that woman was too bold to be with Sheng Xifang.

Holding hands, hugging waist.

"Fanzhou, you have fallen now..." She said softly, staring at him with red eyes, and said with bloodless lips, "You didn't have that kind of attitude towards feelings before..."

What attitude?

what fall?
Yan Fanzhou put out the cigarette, "I think you still have a fever!"

He turned away.

"Fanzhou!"

"Fanzhou..."

Xi Ximeng got off the bed with bare feet, he walked quickly, when she went out, she only saw the back at the corner of the corridor.

Zhao Chumian leaned lazily on Sheng Xifang's shoulder when she suddenly heard someone calling her.

(End of this chapter)