Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

This time, Luo Ying was no longer unresponsive, her mouth opened slightly, and there was a look of shock in her eyes.

In the next second, Luo Ying, who was lying flat on the bed, suddenly sat up.

She sat up too suddenly.

Both Luo Yangyang and Feng Qiyue, who were standing at the end of the bed, were taken aback by her. They stared at her with four eyes.

Luo Ying had been lying down for a month, and now she sat up suddenly, her dizzy head closed her eyes in a little pain, and raised her hand to hug her head.

"mom!"

When Luo Yangyang saw his mother's painful appearance, he exclaimed and was about to approach her.

but.

"Lancelot!"

Luo Yangyang just stepped out because of her mother's sudden shout, she stopped in place.

When the dizziness of his head passed, Luo Ying quickly raised his head and looked at Lancelot.

"Lancelot, really you?"

Luo Ying seemed to be unable to see the existence of other people in the ward, she just stared at Lancelot with a straight look.

It was still the outline in the memory, those green eyes.

That man really stood in front of her.

"Yes, I am Lancelot, I am here!"

Seeing Luo Ying calling him, Lancelot responded quickly, but he was still standing at the door, seemingly afraid to approach Luo Ying.

After Luo Ying fell asleep, her mind was unusually clear at this time.

In this real life, at this moment, she really saw Lancelot appearing in front of her.

Luo Ying looked at him, tears burst into her eyes without warning: "Lancelot."

Luo Ying's tears came suddenly and fiercely, she just looked at Lancelot, whispered Lancelot's name, and couldn't help crying.

Seeing Luo Ying chanting his name with tears streaming down his face, Lancelot could no longer control it.

He suddenly walked towards her quickly and hugged her: "Luo Ying..."

Twenty years.

He has been looking for her for more than 20 years, and now he has finally found her.

Luo Ying, who was suddenly hugged by Lancelot, did not push Lancelot away, but instead hugged him back, breaking down and crying in an instant.

Seeing the two people hugging each other on the hospital bed, Luo Yangyang was completely stupid.

She had never seen her mother cry so sad or so happy.

From a young age, my mother has always been gentle and gentle, and even her emotional ups and downs rarely fluctuate so much.

Luo Yangyang stupidly watched her mother and Lancelot embracing and crying, her right hand hanging down beside her suddenly fell into a thick palm.

She subconsciously looked at the canonization beside her.

The canonized gaze flicked toward the door, and after a gesture, he led her out.

Luo Yangyang didn't want to leave her mother at all, but looking at her emotionally emotional mother in the hospital bed, it seemed that she stayed behind now.

In the end, she turned her head one step at a time and walked out of the ward following the canonization.

Luo Ye, who was already standing at the door, looked at his uncle who was also too crying, and at Fengsheng and Luo Yangyang who were walking out. After thinking about it, he also turned and walked out of the ward.

Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng stood on the chairs in the corridor outside the ward, thinking of her mother crying after seeing Lancelot's collapse, Luo Yangyang looked at him:

"You said, does my mother still like Lancelot?"

Feng Qiyue was still in the ward, but his mother didn't seem to find him, so she cried bitterly with Lancelot.

"I don't know." Feng Sheng patted Luo Yangyang's small head with a high ponytail, and then put his arms around her, "However, even if you still like it, it's normal. It is impossible to put it down and put it down."

Luo Ye, who also walked out of the ward when Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng were intimately dependent on each other, stood in front of the two of them, staring at them bitterly, "In public! Can you pay attention to your image?"