Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

After removing the gauze, Jiang Muyu felt that her mood was up to eight degrees.

It's really... She originally thought that she would be blind for the rest of her life, and she had already programmed hundreds of TV dramas in her mind.

Now I can still see it, although it is a little blurry, but at least I am not blind.

She blinked at First Young Master Huo, "Don't be so sullen, my eyes are not very good. When I was at work, I always said that I was nearsighted."

As a result, although I am not nearsighted anymore, the degree of blurred vision is estimated to be hundreds of degrees.

Huo Dashao pulled her closer to the elevator, propped his arms against the wall, trapped her between the person and the elevator wall, leaned over and stared into her eyes, "Can you see clearly like this?"

Jiang Muyu was startled, blinked her eyes, "I can't see clearly..."

After all, she is not really short-sighted!

Huo Beicheng pressed forward and kissed the corner of her lips, "So we need to increase our relationship."

When Jiang Muyu heard the words, a rush of blood rushed to his forehead instantly, and the memories of the previous few days flooded into his mind, and a red cloud slowly floated on his cheeks.

"I was just talking casually at that time."

She regretted it a bit. If she had known, she would not have told First Young Master Huo that the sexy underwear and pajamas that Lu Jiaqi sent that day were all prepared for her to enhance her relationship.

Huo Dashao: "Well, I also do it casually."

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Your tossing and tossing all night is still called doing it casually?

If it's not casual, how prepared are you?
Lingering, the elevator floor descends.

When she came out of the elevator, Jiang Muyu only felt her face was burning hot, and her little heart was beating faster and faster, and couldn't slow down for a long time.

The two walked out of the hospital building hand in hand...

But at this time, in a certain ward upstairs, a pair of eyes saw the figures of the two of them in their eyes.

"Xiyu, come and drink this chicken soup! Oh, Xiyu, why did you get out of bed?"

Mother Lin just delivered chicken soup, but she didn't want to open the door and see an empty hospital bed and a figure standing in front of the window.

Lin Xiyu was wearing a hospital gown, standing at the window with a somewhat thin body.

The cold wind kept blowing in from the wide open window, blowing her large hospital gown, making her look a little weaker.

Lin Xiyu turned her head and gave her a pale look.

Mother Lin: "Xiyu, you can't blow your hair now, you need to eat more to nourish your body."

Lin Xiyu sneered, and said, "What's the use of me eating these now?! Anyway, I won't be able to conceive a child, so it makes no difference whether I eat those or not."

She still stood there with mocking eyes.

"Xiyu, this...is just an accident." Mother Lin's expression froze for a moment.

"Accident?" Lin Xiyu's expression was extremely cold, she suddenly turned over and stepped on the chair, approached the window, stretched out one hand and leaned out of the window, "Mom, do you think it would be an accident if I jumped from here now?"

Her indifferent appearance made Lin's mother's face change in fright.

Mother Lin's hands trembled, and before she could put down the lunch box, she slammed it on the ground with a "bang".

"Xiyu, come down first, don't scare mom..."

Lin Xiyu withdrew her hand and smiled coldly: "Mom, don't worry, how could I seek death, I'm just talking casually, Huo Beicheng and Jiang Muyu are still fine, how can I die before them?!"