Ren Song saw that a few people were talking and laughing, and no one paid attention to Fang Yu's pale and sad look, and was distressed, so he pulled everyone's attention to him and Fang Yu for her. Of course, his concern for his brother was also sincere.

The person who comes is a guest, and Lin Xiaoshu will not take the initiative to make anyone ugly. "Qi Cheng is afraid that the big guys will be worried, and I only found out by chance yesterday."

There is still no scene, and someone added it themselves. Fang Yu stumbled to sit next to Yan Qicheng, wanting to cry first. "Brother Cheng, does it still hurt? When I first got the news, my heart ached so much that I couldn't breathe. ”

"Song Xiaonian, peel fruit for my sister." Shen Yan was choked by this woman's pretentiousness, and she didn't bother to look at it. Fang Yu's performance had just begun, so she didn't give Fang Yu face and turned her head to talk to Song Yuannian. NM's acting skills are spicy, and he is too lazy to pay attention.

This kind of brainless person, Fang Yu believes that his friends and her husbands will not take it seriously.

"Okay, I'll cut it for you right away. Eating fruit is good for both you and your baby's skin. Such an opportunity to be attentive is exactly what Song Xiaonian's children can't ask for.

Immediately picked up the fruit knife, picked out the largest apple in the fruit bowl, and peeled it. He is now big with Yan'er and the baby, and it doesn't matter to him if he is hurt or not. Especially the people he already hated.

Fang Yu just said a word, Shen Yan and Xiao Nian just didn't give her face. This made Ren Song, who was protecting the flowers, frown, and the difference between the two of them was too obvious.

Fang Yu's face was pitiful, and his heart was also angry. It's just that because of the last time I was taken away by the army, I have recently converged a little bit.

Secretly hated and said: No matter what way this woman comes from, as long as she is defending Lin Qiansour, she is Fang Yu's enemy...... However, before she could come up with a way to deal with it, her honest brother's eyes poked her heart even more.

Yan Qicheng shook his wheelchair and stepped back, stopped behind Lin Xiaoshu's lean, and hugged his daughter-in-law's thin waist into his arms. He said lightly: "It's been almost a week since the operation, and it doesn't hurt." ”

This book was first published on Kanshu.com