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Chapter 27
Wang Jiaze looked at the closed door, for a moment, he felt funny.
For the first time in thirty-one years, she gave it to her. It's getting more interesting, isn't it? She didn't get close to him, and he didn't make any chances to get close to her, but they just met again and again, like a pair of invisible hands, sending them to each other.
The wheel of fate seems to have begun to turn.
Yang Yi took off his pants and looked up at the bloodstain from the gauze and looked up at the sky. He was scarred. How did he bleed again? Was it hit by Cheng Fu'an? This old son of a bitch, after drinking a little wine, he will return to his original form. He is not a man! If you don't let him suffer, she won't be called Yang Yi!
She moved to the medicine box, tore open the gauze, found that not only the wound did not scar, but also grew a layer of white things. She took a careful picture with the flashlight of her mobile phone. What she can be sure of is: it is suppurative. She can't handle it by herself. Accept her life and go to the hospital.
He changed into a pair of jeans shorts, put a small bag on his back, left his mobile phone and wallet inside, and walked out with a limp.
She froze as soon as the door opened.
Wang Jiaze has not left yet.
He leaned against her door with his hands in his arms, and looked at her clearly. Yang Yi locked the door: "why haven't you left yet?"
He sneered: "in the end, I have to go to the hospital."
It's none of his business! It's not good to meet him, OK?
"I'll take you. Go. " He looked down at her legs. Although the wound was pasted with gauze, the gauze was tottering and was about to fall off. Although the legs of the dwarf wax gourd are a little short, they are very straight, the legs are very beautiful, and the skin is too white. No wonder Cheng Fu'an, the old rascal, would like to move his hands on her. This skin is a man's dream.
Yang Yizheng is ready to refuse, he said: "don't think I want to be a driver. It happens that I have to go to the hospital."
The elevator went down to the underground garage. Wang Jiaze took her key and got on the bus calmly.
Calm as if the car was his.
Yang Yi sits in the co pilot and looks at him. The white linen shirt, pressed as it was on him, had slightly rolled sleeves, revealing a strong arm. He turned the steering wheel with the palm of his hand and drove to the exit. His side face is really good-looking, handsome nose, perfect lips, full of manliness.
On the road, crackling raindrops fell down, the window glass instantly blurred into a piece. It's raining heavily. He turned on the wiper and slowed down. Maybe it was too quiet and he turned on the music button.
"Cry like in the eyebrows, not like crying
still pray for what can't be said
accompany you to breathe cigarette ring gently
to the lips can't say satisfaction
How can you capture your tenderness
getting closer but never touching..."
Faye Wong's ambiguous, the volume is slightly adjusted, not noisy, as if in the breeze from afar, especially good. She beat her legs gently to the rhythm. Wang Jiaze stopped the car and turned to look at her dull face. She patted her fingers on her legs. She could not help feeling that the woman was still weak and lovely. At this time, she was very good. She was more lovely and charming than the queen who stepped on the sky hateful height.
Along the way, neither of them spoke. Although it rained, the road was not congested. They made their way to the hospital.
The emergency surgeons in the surgery knew her and laughed and said, "it's you again.". Yang Yi looks black. He helped Yang Yi examine the wound, "the wound is suppurative, did you touch the water?"
For the first time in thirty-one years, she gave it to her. It's getting more interesting, isn't it? She didn't get close to him, and he didn't make any chances to get close to her, but they just met again and again, like a pair of invisible hands, sending them to each other.
The wheel of fate seems to have begun to turn.
Yang Yi took off his pants and looked up at the bloodstain from the gauze and looked up at the sky. He was scarred. How did he bleed again? Was it hit by Cheng Fu'an? This old son of a bitch, after drinking a little wine, he will return to his original form. He is not a man! If you don't let him suffer, she won't be called Yang Yi!
She moved to the medicine box, tore open the gauze, found that not only the wound did not scar, but also grew a layer of white things. She took a careful picture with the flashlight of her mobile phone. What she can be sure of is: it is suppurative. She can't handle it by herself. Accept her life and go to the hospital.
He changed into a pair of jeans shorts, put a small bag on his back, left his mobile phone and wallet inside, and walked out with a limp.
She froze as soon as the door opened.
Wang Jiaze has not left yet.
He leaned against her door with his hands in his arms, and looked at her clearly. Yang Yi locked the door: "why haven't you left yet?"
He sneered: "in the end, I have to go to the hospital."
It's none of his business! It's not good to meet him, OK?
"I'll take you. Go. " He looked down at her legs. Although the wound was pasted with gauze, the gauze was tottering and was about to fall off. Although the legs of the dwarf wax gourd are a little short, they are very straight, the legs are very beautiful, and the skin is too white. No wonder Cheng Fu'an, the old rascal, would like to move his hands on her. This skin is a man's dream.
Yang Yizheng is ready to refuse, he said: "don't think I want to be a driver. It happens that I have to go to the hospital."
The elevator went down to the underground garage. Wang Jiaze took her key and got on the bus calmly.
Calm as if the car was his.
Yang Yi sits in the co pilot and looks at him. The white linen shirt, pressed as it was on him, had slightly rolled sleeves, revealing a strong arm. He turned the steering wheel with the palm of his hand and drove to the exit. His side face is really good-looking, handsome nose, perfect lips, full of manliness.
On the road, crackling raindrops fell down, the window glass instantly blurred into a piece. It's raining heavily. He turned on the wiper and slowed down. Maybe it was too quiet and he turned on the music button.
"Cry like in the eyebrows, not like crying
still pray for what can't be said
accompany you to breathe cigarette ring gently
to the lips can't say satisfaction
How can you capture your tenderness
getting closer but never touching..."
Faye Wong's ambiguous, the volume is slightly adjusted, not noisy, as if in the breeze from afar, especially good. She beat her legs gently to the rhythm. Wang Jiaze stopped the car and turned to look at her dull face. She patted her fingers on her legs. She could not help feeling that the woman was still weak and lovely. At this time, she was very good. She was more lovely and charming than the queen who stepped on the sky hateful height.
Along the way, neither of them spoke. Although it rained, the road was not congested. They made their way to the hospital.
The emergency surgeons in the surgery knew her and laughed and said, "it's you again.". Yang Yi looks black. He helped Yang Yi examine the wound, "the wound is suppurative, did you touch the water?"
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