Tan Yeying ran with the ball under her feet and disappeared.

Cheng Qingyao wants to die. The best pit in the world is the best friend pit. If she gets into trouble, she runs away first and leaves her here alone to feed the bullwhip? I don't know what Tan Yeying thinks. One string is OK. Three strings are OK. People can stand it, but the bed can't stand it.

The bed can stand it, the ground can't stand it!

"Tan Yeying, come back, come back!" Cheng Qingyao couldn't put herself in the "whip hole" and got up to chase.

Mo Li HeHa, grabbed her little hand: "do you two sing girlfriends together? One runs first, the other chases, and then they all disappear. I'm left sitting here foolishly eating this thing?"

"..." Cheng Qingyao is in a mess in the wind. She really thinks so and wants to slip away.

He smiled: "Tan Yeying handed you over to me, and I'll take good care of you. Compared with Tan Yeying, I need you more and am more willing to listen to your thoughts." after that, he got up and took her hand and walked out: "let's go home, go to the balcony, taste wine and enjoy the moon, and slowly talk to her best."

Cheng Qingyao is two big. She doesn't want to go back, let alone drink. She tries to break free. If she can't break free, she pulls him hard and won't let him go forward: "I won't go back."

"That's not what you promised just now. You said you'd go back with me after talking."

"I haven't finished talking."

"Tan Yeying has run away." Mo Li slightly changed his face and was a little unhappy. He wanted to be with her so much, but she wanted to escape under various excuses. He said he didn't have a chance to get together with Tan Yeying, and said he wanted to talk with Tan Yeying... I'm afraid these are all excuses for not wanting to be with him!

Cheng Qingyao bit her lips hard and said, "I haven't found out how the kiss marks came from. I don't want to go back."

"Because of this?" Mo Li's discolored face pulled up. If it was because of this, he could forgive her escape.

Cheng Qingyao nodded: "I have a man, I can't talk to doctor mo..."

"I said, those are the traces left by your man." Mo Li looked into her eyes and seriously interrupted. Yes, yes, it was her man who kissed, he was her man, he kissed. What's wrong.

Cheng Qingyao didn't understand, but still didn't believe: "I know where my man kissed."

"He kissed you on the back, can you see? Can you still grow eyes in the back of your head?"

"You..."

"I love to be so honest and tell the truth."

"I won't go back until I remember what happened after drinking, unless you admit that you left these kiss marks."

"Cheng Qingyao, are you kidding? Do you want to force Liang to follow prostitutes? Or do you want to beat him into a trick?" Mo Li won't admit it, nor will she admit it when she dies. If she admits it, she won't go back with him. Take her hand and pull it out. You have to go if you don't go.

She shouted in the back, "I don't go back, I don't go back, I, I, I'm not full, I'm not full."

"If you're not full, go elsewhere."

"No, no, no, I like to eat here. I don't want to eat from other families."

"The food here can't be guaranteed..."

"I love to eat three noes."

"You..." turned to look at her, with a stubborn face. If you don't want to eat, you'll never go back with him. Mo Li wants to drag, doesn't want to fall out with her, and wants to decide to give way: "OK, you eat, I see how much you can eat."

Cheng Qingyao doesn't have much appetite and is full when she doesn't eat much. She can't get full so quickly. She spends time with him and eats a string of mutton.

It took more than ten minutes for her to chew less than half a string!

Mo Liren!

The boss sent the roasted chicken wings without soy sauce. He looked OK. They were not roasted black and had a strong smell. The most important thing is that he is very boring sitting here. She doesn't talk to him, and she ignores him.

Bored, he could only eat with her. He picked up a string of chicken wings and said, "your father is in the hospital, you know?"

She ignored him, but looked at him. She knew that Cheng dongkun was in hospital, but she didn't know that he was in Moli's hospital.

"I went to the ward to see him," he said, with a clear wind and clouds.

She choked and coughed. He went to the ward to see Cheng dongkun? In what capacity? doctor? boy friend?

Mo Li reached out and patted her on the back: "eat slowly, I won't rob you."

Cheng Qingyao shook his shoulder, shook his hand away, and finally spoke to him: "he is a patient in your department?"

"No!" Mo Li smiled. She was finally willing to talk. He didn't have to talk to himself forever.

Cheng Qingyao was speechless. Seeing that the corner of his mouth was stained with barbecue juice, he took out a paper towel to wipe it clean for him. She just didn't want to go back with him and didn't have any malice and neglect to him: "it's not a patient in your department. What did you see him do?"

"He had a general examination. There was a row of shadow in the artery. His attending doctor didn't know what it was, so he asked me. I just went up to have a look."

"And then?"

"Then..." Mo Li said the things in the ward again, what didn't know his identity, what quarreled with him, and: "he said you would send money on Monday?"

"If Meini doesn't return the jade bracelet, I won't give him a penny. The 200 thousand bride price is enough for him to pay off the usury. My man paid back more than 100 thousand. Instead of giving my mother so much money, he bought jewelry for the woman and ordered the jade bracelet. I don't accept it. It's hard to get out of my bad temper."

"Why doesn't she return?"

"If you don't return it, it will cost you. Anyway, I'm not the one lying in the hospital at the moment. I don't feel bad."

"That's right, but I think you'd better go to the hospital on Monday."

"Why?"

"His hemangioma area is very large, and this kind of tumor has a certain heredity. You go to the hospital on Monday to have a routine examination, I'll see the results, and then arrange for you to do the next examination."

Cheng Qingyao is happy, genetic? Does she have anything to do with Cheng dongkun? He's not her father at all! Her father is... Forget it, if you don't think about that man, that man is not much better... Otherwise, where will you treat their mother and daughter like this

She won't go for an examination, and she doesn't refuse to leave, so as not to make trouble with him again!

"By the way, when I came out of the ward, I saw Zhang Hanjin. He said he was discharged on Monday and AI wanwan went to register for marriage."

Cheng Qingyao was not surprised at all. Almost the same as her conjecture, she lifted her lips and smiled: "Zhang Hanjin is really well intentioned, and finally made the means to get Ai wanwan to someone."

"I can't say that. If AI wanwan wasn't that kind of person, how could she be trapped by Zhang Hanjin?"

"Let's get married. It's good to get married. At least it can quell the scandal. Who cares where a couple has done what kind of things?"

Mo Li put down the gnawed chicken wings, wiped his hands, looked at her and asked seriously, "what will she do after marriage, can you think of it?"

"She should go back to work in kg group! If she doesn't want to work in kg group, she won't marry Zhang Hanjin."

"Yes! But as soon as she goes back, she is your boss again."

"So what?"

"She'll kill you."

"Will I be afraid of her?"

"It's not a matter of fear, but I have a way to save you a lot of trouble, as long as you come home with me."

Cheng Qingyao was happy and smiled back and forth: "I know what you mean, so I've been holding back from asking you. If you can't bear it again, I can't help it. I may have to ask you. However, you reminded me that I can go to my man for help."

"..." Mo Li is full of black lines. Is it fun to play like this? Her man is right here, right here, right here, asking for which is not asking him. Not funny, not funny at all: "OK, go find your man, I'll see if he will help you again this time..."

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