He Jiaming looked at his sweetheart with an expectant look and couldn't help but laugh out loud, does this girl want to be so stupid, and she believes it if she lies?

"Really!" He Jiaming endured the nausea and tasted it again, and nodded with great satisfaction—it was delicious.

The sweetheart child was successfully fooled, looking at him with a look of longing, He Jiaming said, "Do you want to eat?"

"Yes!" Sweetheart nodded urgently, her expression full of anticipation!

"Okay, then I'll give you a bite of it. He Jiaming's expression of "Lao Tzu is so generous to let you eat the rice in my bowl" was like giving rain and dew.

Sweetheart was so happy that she quickly picked up a fork and rolled up a mouthful of pasta, and couldn't wait to stuff it into her mouth......

This is the strange taste of Shenma! Sweetheart's mouth is wild! This is so weird that I want to vomit!

He Jiaming looked at the stiff to weird expression on his sweetheart's face, which was almost about to squirt, and he asked seriously, "Is it delicious?"

"It's ...... It's too ......," Sweetheart swallowed hard, "It's delicious." ”

"It's delicious, why do you have a crying expression?" He Jiaming pretended to be puzzled.

"Because I'm so impressed! It's the best food in the world!"

Sweetheart was smiling like a flower and satisfied while complaining in her heart, and He Jiaming was also blinded - no, I really think it was delicious? What kind of strange taste is this? would he be interested in non-human food?

"If it's delicious, you eat more. He comforted her with an advertising slogan.

Sweetheart shook her head: "No, this is your meal, and you have to eat a little more if it's so delicious, since you like it, don't be polite to me, come, I'll feed you." ”

She brought the pasta to his mouth, and He Jiaming went crazy - again?!

Sweetheart's eyes flashed with cunning - Fight me, do you think you're the only one who is smart?

He Jiaming looked at her speechlessly-is she using the other way to treat the other?

"Eat it. Sweetheart was about to laugh, "I'm here for your own good, you see you're all injured, eat more wounds and grow faster." ”

"Sweet little cheap-" He Jiaming pinched his sweetheart's face, "Are you tired of being crooked, and you dare to play Lao Tzu?"

Sweetheart's face was torn by him, she laughed and broke his hand, the two of them wanted to scuffle on the table, He Jiaming didn't give up, bullying her while tickling her.

"Hurry up...... Hahaha...... Let go ...... "Sweetheart is about to laugh and die!"

If it goes on like this, it's going to die!

He Jiaming teased her with all his might, and the sweetheart was about to roll off the chair, until she had tears in her eyes He Jiaming found out in her conscience and finally stopped.

This pause was not tight, and the sweetheart was simply stunned - he didn't know when he actually sat on He Jiaming's lap!

He Jiaming also realized that this initiative was so rare!

Before he could enjoy it, the sweetheart immediately climbed down from He Jiaming's lap with a red face, which ...... What happened just now, how could I be so close to this hateful guy!

He Jiaming opened his mouth tentatively: "Sweetheart, you actually don't hate me, do you?"

Sweetheart's heart was beating faster, she tried to calm down, and said lightly: "Yes, I don't hate you, but I don't like you either." ”

"Why?" He Jiaming suddenly flipped the table like a deflated ball, "Why don't you like me? What is wrong with you? Am I not handsome enough or not cool enough? Although I am not as tall as Situ Qinglang, I am not too short! Isn't Lao Tzu just not a soldier!"

"Don't shout, you can't do it!" Sweetheart cried out over her ears, "Why do you always lose your temper at every turn? Can you not be so impatient!"

"Nonsense, don't you be impatient when you do this kind of thing?" He Jiaming was very unhappy, "Lao Tzu wants you, but you like others!

Sweetheart thought about it, in fact, she really couldn't tell what was wrong with He Jiaming, he was very good in all aspects, maybe easier to get along with than Qinglang, but love is not something that can be solved by being good or not.

She shook her head: "You're fine, but I just don't think it's right for you." ”

He Jiaming almost vomited blood: "You might as well not say it, there is a difference between saying this and not saying it?"

"You told me first!" Sweetheart was speechless, "I said I didn't say you had to ask me!"

She still wanted to say something, but the mobile phone suddenly called like she was dying, and when she heard the ringtone, she knew that it was Qinglang calling, so she quickly covered He Jiaming's mouth: "Don't speak, do you hear it." ”

"Why does Lao Tzu ...... Hmm—"

Sweetheart patted him lightly on the mouth, her eyes warning him.

He Jiaming directly stuck out his tongue and licked it in her palm.

Sweetheart immediately retracted her hand, rubbed disgustingly against his clothes, and answered the phone.

"Hey, Qinglang?" She has completely different attitudes towards Qinglang and He Jiaming, talking to He Jiaming with a roar, but talking to Qinglang is so well-behaved as if she has changed a person.

He Jiaming made a vomiting expression.

Sweetheart patted him on the head.

"Sweetheart, have you had dinner?" Situ Qinglang's voice was tired, and he was leaning on the windowsill of the hospital's emergency room, looking out the window in a daze.

Sweetheart didn't seem to be very happy when she heard Situ Qinglang's tone, so she asked worriedly, "I'm eating, what's wrong with you?"

"With He Jiaming?" Situ Qinglang avoided answering.

"yes. Sweetheart felt that something was wrong, so she asked again, "What's wrong with you?"

Situ Qinglang thought about it again and again, he really didn't want to sue Sù sweetheart about it, but if he didn't say it, he felt very bored in his own heart, and he needed his well-behaved little wife to listen to him.

He Jing jumped off the building. He sighed.

The sweetheart "Teng" stood up, startling He Jiaming.

"Jumping off a building? Why? What is she doing jumping off a building? Is she still alive?"

Her series of questions made Situ Qinglang almost unable to parry, he pressed his temples, and sighed again: "In the rescue, there is no big problem, but I don't know if there will be bruising in the skull, and whether there will be some sequelae." ”

Sweetheart was dumbfounded when she heard this, and He Jiaming looked at Sweetheart's expression nervously on the side. Jumping off the building, is it He Jing? Does this mean that He Jing has started to play with his life in order to marry Situ Qinglang?

This is a good opportunity, He Jing shouldn't let Situ Qinglang be responsible for this, right? divorce her sweetheart and marry her or something, isn't it all like this in TV series?

In this way, wouldn't it be a drama to marry your sweetheart?!

Well danced! He Jiaming couldn't wait to applaud!

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