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Also, why did the woman who was carried and ran into the hospital just now look so much like Lan Xiyu?

These two women, did they fall from the top together?

"Are you still going to see the seventh day of junior high now?" Fang Jiaming asked with a blank look at Jian Minghui.

Jian Minghui was also at a loss.

At this moment, the seventh year of junior high in the ward was lying on the bed, looking depressed.

For Shenma?

Belch......

She didn't have milk to feed her two children.

It's been the seventh day, and I've eaten a lot of milky soup, but there's no milk.

At the beginning, the little guy would suck twice, but now he spit out with a disgusted face, and he didn't even touch it.

Both siblings are used to drinking milk powder.

"Woo, husband, I'm disgusted by them!" Chu Qi cried with a sad face, looked at Jian Yiyang pitifully, and then glanced at the two happy boys who were drinking milk in the crib.

Jian Yiyang held a milk bottle in one hand and fed a son and a woman milk. Hearing Chu Qi's complaining and resentful voice, he didn't turn his head and said, "Well, I don't dislike you." ”

After speaking, he continued to watch the two little guys drink milk, let alone turn back, and even the corners of his eyes did not enter the seventh day of the first month.

The seventh day of the first month is even more gloomy.

Isn't this called disgusting?

If you don't dislike it, why don't you even look back and don't glance at me out of the corner of your eye? It's obviously duplicitous, and there are only two small ones in her eyes now, and there are no big ones like her.

It's a hard life!

Chu Qi looked at the two little guys who were eating happily with a little tangled face, waving his two little hands, wanting to hold the bottle, but he was too small to hold it.

Ay~~~

In the seventh sigh of the first month, self-comfort.

Well, she's not a good mommy, and she can't even give them a ration. It is also deserved to be disliked.

Finally, when the two little guys were full, Jian Yiyang put the two bottles on the table, turned around and hugged Chu Qi into his arms, and pecked her on the lips, "Seven, that's mine." ”

"Huh?" Obviously, Chu Qi's thinking was not on the same level as him, and he couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Someone's two eyes glanced at the chest of the seventh month, and the seventh suddenly realized. Then he "snapped", clasped a palm on his face, and broke him: "Not serious!"

Jian Yiyang looked at her with a serious face, and said matter-of-factly, "I'm very serious." ”

"When can I be discharged from the hospital?" Chu Qi hurriedly changed the topic, so that he didn't want to entangle with him on this issue.

It's been seven days, and her wound has recovered well, and now she can get out of bed and walk around, occasionally sitting, and she doesn't feel that the wound hurts. Therefore, the second aunt's technique is really not blown.

"It will be out in two days. "Jian Yiyang helped her lie down," the second aunt said, and the wound was observed for another two days. ”

"Oh. Chu Qi nodded, reached out and climbed down his head, "Itchy, you can help me wash it." ”

I haven't washed my hair in seven days, wow, she feels like she's getting hairy.

A few days ago, it was impossible for her to wash her hair even if she was lying on the bed and couldn't move. Later, I forgot about it if I didn't wash it.

Then, all of a sudden, I remembered that I hadn't washed my hair in seven days.

Seven days, she really broke her own record!

How did she get over the past seven days?

Tangled.