The Road Turns White Tonight

You Yan didn't answer, she was conscious and passed out. Gu Yebai's eyes were dumb, and he kissed her lips deeply, hugged her and strode into the car. Lin Ziyan and Susan stepped into the co-pilot respectively, and the black business car rushed away.

Others started the car separately, Chen Yi agricultural department put on the seat belt, stepped on the accelerator for a moment, an indescribable feeling, nailed into my heart! If it was her who was lying in his arms, even if she had lost this hand, she would be very willing.

Eyelids trembled, and the light caught in his eyes, and Youyan slowly opened his eyes.

The tentacles are a soft quilt.

It's no surprise in bed that she fainted and hurt her hand. Just this bed and this room

This is his room!

The tiredness dissipated, and she sat up stupidly.

The small lights in front of the bed are soft and the orange is slightly warm.

In front of the window, the tall, silent figure was lonely and indifferent.

The man stood silently in front of the window like this for a long time.

Youyan's eyes were astringent, and it took a while before she said softly: "Little white."

A little hesitation, a little nervousness.

He moved slightly and quickly turned around, her dark eyes wrapped around her.

Before the coma, all his cold and **** breath seemed to have disappeared. He was still calm, his nose and lips were thin, his bottomless pupils, and his deep and handsome carving.

He glanced at her, said nothing, and walked out of the room.

It's like getting stuck in cotton. Youyan flustered, he was still angry? This time he should be angry.

But once again, she will still get the sword for Huai'an. After paying off, she can also fall in love suddenly. Even if this hand is gone.

From then on, you can love him regardless of the length of time.

However, what should he do if he gets angry this time?

She slightly moved her hands, hurting her fangs and a numbness.

auzw.com What happened to this hand, she was a little panicked. It's true not to regret it, but to be afraid. She started to learn painting when she was three or four years old. After more than 20 years of cold and summer, she used a pen to be truly free, like a gongbi. .

She couldn't compare to her boyfriend's Min Rui. From clumsiness to the end, to the final intentional movement, a hard, sweaty shirt, no one knew how much she had paid.

Mom once said to her that she has talent, but this talent is hidden a little deep, so she has to spend much more time than others to dig out this thing.

Now this hand—she looked silently around the right palm of Bai Bu, her eyes were wet.

The door opened again at this time.

She glanced up quietly, and the man put a bowl of food on the bedside table.

"Eat and sleep," he said softly.

After that, he went back again.

You Yan slowly looked at the steaming porridge by the bed and buried his face in his knees.

It's not that she can't do it manually, eat and sleep, eat, eat, eat, how to eat. Well, she has a left hand.

Tears still fell down in contempt.

At the door, the ink pupil was deep, and in the gap, he took her grievance into his heart little by little, and finally left in silence.

study.

Gu Yebai's thin lips curled into a line, and the scene in the hospital was clear in his mind.

"My third child, how is Miss Lu? How do you do this one by one, it's you and her first. It would be a pity if she didn't cure her hand."

"Don't worry, as long as she can serve people with both hands, she can draw hands, it must be particularly flexible, right? Brother."

The knuckles on the table were white.

The phone rang at the desk, pulling his mind back.

"You decided?" An old voice came from there.

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