"......" looked at Ge Yuanyi who was talking nonsense, and Fu Qingqing admired his desire to survive.

However, this desire to survive is not good to take her.

Although the little neighbor is cute, although excellent, although he is the best candidate for a boyfriend, but what about it......

She Fu Qingqing is still a little girl who has not opened her love, and she is afraid that she will not be able to stop driving it.

Therefore, this boyfriend can't be taken seriously or thought about for the time being.

Ge Yuan's strong desire to survive saved him, and he was satisfied with the content of what he said when he changed his words quickly, so he put down the hand on Ge Yuan's shoulder. Walked over to the couch diagonally across from him and sat down, his condolences on the table. The face is expressionless.

"Holy! Little neighbor, you are so ruthless, why do you bring me mangosteen every time you come?! Do you think I'm a mangosteen?! ”

"......" Fu Qingqing looked at the mangosteen and didn't speak, as the younger sister of the mangosteen, she was not suitable to speak here.

Listening to Ge Yuan's disgusted words, Zhou Mengyan looked at his beloved mangosteen, and turned even more disgusted:

"I didn't bring you Mangosteen."

Didn't you bring it to him?! Ge Yuan was stunned. It wasn't for him, why did you bring it here?!

Puzzled in his heart, Ge Yuan didn't have any ink, so he asked directly.

"You didn't bring it to me, it was for Fu Qingqing?! Fu Qingqing likes mangosteen? ”

"I don't like mangosteen." Without thinking about it, Fu Qingqing directly refused to admit Mangkhut. The look of firm denial made Ge Yuan convinced that Fu Qingqing really hated Mangkhut.

So he asked Zhou Mengyan.

Feeling Ge Yuan's gaze, Zhou Mengyan reached out and picked up a mangosteen, pinched it gently, and was not shocked:

"That's right. Yes, I like it. I brought it for myself. ”

“……”

“……”

Rao was a little dissatisfied with Ge Yuan, and Fu Qingqing felt that Zhou Mengyan was too much. Bring what you like to someone else's hospital room to eat. This is indeed excessive.

After listening to Zhou Mengyan's words, Ge Yuan wanted to blow up, watching Zhou Mengyan grit his teeth. However, Zhou Mengyan's house was eating mangosteen with a calm face, which really made Ge Yuan crazy.

After the little farce, Fu Qingqing kept running to the hospital from the third day of winter vacation, just to take care of the wounded Ge Yuan.

Speaking of which, Ge Yuan's back is also golden, and after being cured, he can't leave an ugly scar. For the sake of physical beauty, Ge Yuan also had an operation to make a small scar look good.

Fu Qingqing was squeezed again.

Time flies instead. ushered in the grand festival of the entire big A star, the New Year's Eve Spring Festival.

Fu Qingqing was forcibly dragged to the hospital by Ge Yuan to accompany him for the Spring Festival, which was the first time Fu Qingqing had spent the Spring Festival with someone outside his family. I was very sad that they really didn't come to her for the New Year's Eve together! I can't live this day.

Compared with Fu Qingqing's general interest, Ge Yuan was obviously much more excited. The injury on his back is not healed, and he doesn't care that he is in the hospital, but he found someone to buy the things he needs for the Spring Festival. Then I endured back pain and decorated the house everywhere, but it made the hospital look like a Spring Festival.

Warm.

Warm.

Peacefulness.

Like home.

Fu Qingqing couldn't have imagined that Ge Yuan still had such a decorator and such a good appearance at home, and his opinion of him changed a little for a while. Of course, not for the better, but for the better.

"Ge Yuan. Unexpected! You're quite ingenious, in this home life, quite feminine work, you did to kill a lot of girls in seconds. ”

Facing Fu Qingqing's ridicule, Ge Yuan snorted coldly and snorted back:

"Fu Qingqing, you don't know this! Homes need to be maintained, and I do this to make them feel like home. This is a representation of good men. I can do this kind of work to decorate the house, I am a treasure boy. ”