The fever subsided, his strength was restored, and the white pigeon felt that he was okay and wanted to be discharged. Lu Yuanhe didn't allow it, so he let Bai Ge stay in the hospital for two more days.

Recently, Qin Jiannan followed behind the white pigeon like a little tail, because the white pigeon was trapped this time, she felt guilty, she didn't do anything every day, she just stayed in the hospital, peeling apples for a while and peeling longan for a while, at this time she stuffed a longan into the mouth of the white pigeon, "Little pigeon, aren't you going to ask the president, who is the woman who answered his phone?" ”

The white pigeon spit out the longan core and thought for a while, "When he wants to say it, or when he feels the need to tell me, he will naturally tell me." He's so busy at work, I don't want to trouble him. ”

"Then don't you care?"

The white dove shook his head, thought for a moment and nodded. "Maybe I'm scared to know."

Qin Jianan said sullenly, "It's really annoying to be in love, it's just a guessing game." ”

The white pigeon stretched out a finger and nodded Qin Jianan's forehead with a smile, "What you said is that you guess Brother Pan's heart." ”

The happiest thing in the past two days is Bai Zhan.

The white pigeon is usually busy filming, and rarely has time to spend the whole day with Bai Zhan, now the little guy is happy, every day he takes the white pigeon for a walk to tell stories and watch cartoons, and also takes a book of poetry to read, and examines the white pigeon from time to time.

"Sister, do you remember that Uncle Jiang I told you? He teaches English at school, he's amazing, he'll come to the hospital today, and he'll come to teach me English in the afternoon. ”

Bai Zhan seems to like this Uncle Jiang very much recently, and he always mentions him when he opens and closes his mouth.

"Okay, then my sister wants to thank him in person this time."

Sure enough, in the afternoon, a man in his early thirties stood at the door of the ward, his eyes sharpened, and he was spotted at once, "Uncle Jiang, come in, this is my sister, do you see if she is more beautiful than a big star." ”

Bai Ge was a little embarrassed, and quickly stood up, "Don't listen to children's nonsense, I am Bai Zhan's sister Bai Ge, thank you so much for this time, Xiao Zhan said that as long as you are free, come to teach him to read English every day." ”

Jiang Hao has a neat flat head, wears a pair of gold-wire glasses, wears a beige windbreaker, and holds a few English books. He was slightly stunned when he saw the white pigeon, and quickly smiled politely, "After Xiao Zhan learned the new word Beauty last week, he always said that his sister is Beauty, and when I saw it today, it was true." ”

"Teacher Jiang said with a smile," Bai Ge politely invited people into the room, and hurriedly cleaned up the small desk in the ward, "My brother has caused you trouble." ”

"Bai Zhan is very smart, he is very talented in language, his pronunciation is accurate, especially his sense of language is very good," Jiang Hao looked at Bai Ge, "He said that when you have time, you will tell him English picture books, which is really important for the growth period of his language." You're young, but you're careful, and you're a good sister. ”

"You have won the prize," Bai Pigeon finished cleaning up and washed some fruit for the teacher and student, "I won't delay Teacher Jiang's class." Then he exited Bai Zhan's hospital room.

Pingshui meets, willing to spend an hour every day to teach a strange child to read, a person with this kind of patience must be a good teacher. Bai Ge thought that he was afraid of annoying the other party by mentioning the tuition, but he wanted to express his heart, so after thinking about it, he decided to pick a gift for Mr. Jiang and talk about it.

The white pigeon went back to the ward and changed into a hospital gown and a light blue dress. There is a shopping mall next to the hospital, and it is about a fifteen-minute walk away.

On the first floor of the mall, there are several luxury stores, and in the past, the white pigeon never dared to stop here, because every time the shopping guide has a look above the top, it seems to declare that poverty is a sin.

Today, however, the white dove unexpectedly slowed down.

"Beauty, you have such a good eye, this is Gao Ding who just came down from the show, and you fell in love with it at a glance." "This dress has been hanging in the store for three days, and no one has been able to wear it in such a picky small size, and it is almost like it was specially designed for you by wearing it on you."

Several shopping guides surrounded a young girl who had just come out of the fitting room, and a white lace skirt was worn by her so pure and sexy that the white pigeon, who was also a woman, couldn't take her eyes off.

The skirt was just above the knee and was a slim design, which outlined the girl's figure just right. There is a thin hollow around the waist, which makes the style more lively and not too frivolous. The neck is a half-high tie with a small buckle design, and the details are borrowed from the cheongsam, which has an elegant charm.

As soon as the girl who tried on clothes came out, she received a piece of praise from the shopping guide. Bai Ge knows that even if there is an exaggerated component, there is no doubt that this dress is synonymous with beauty when worn on such a girl, and anyone will think it is beautiful.

The white pigeon couldn't help but look at it twice, the girl's melon seed face, a pair of big eyes. Only with such fair skin can the ivory white dress on the body be like a piece of jade.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, take a closer look at the white pigeon and find that this is not the woman standing next to Lu Yuanhe in the photo?

Although the style of dressing was completely different from that day, Bai Ge could be sure that this was the girl who could make Lu Yuanhe put away his cold face that usually treats women, and bow his head and talk in her ear.

Seeing that the girl was satisfied with the skirt, the shopping guide was naturally happy, "This skirt looks so good on you, and only your temperament can set off the beauty of the skirt." ”

"Okay, I'll keep this." The girl seemed to be in a good mood, looking at herself in the mirror and smiling softly.

"Okay, I'll open it for you, beauty, your boyfriend is so good to you, it's the first time I've seen this black card he gave you."

It may be that the white pigeon stopped for too long, and the talkers in the store noticed the door, and the shopping guide was not very concerned about the white pigeon's dress, but turned his head and asked perfunctorily: "May I ask how I can help you?" ”

The white pigeon waved his hand awkwardly for a while, and hurriedly signaled that he didn't need to.

The girl who was trying on clothes inside turned her head when she heard the sound, saw the white pigeon's slightly embarrassed eyes, and smiled politely in her clear eyes, then turned around, pointed to a light gold dress skirt on the side and said, "I want to try that one too." ”

The shopping guide hurriedly went to get the clothes, and didn't pay attention to the white pigeon. The white pigeon nodded gratefully at the girl, lowered her head and took a step, thinking about what the shopping guide said, "Your boyfriend is so good to you." ”

Does she have a boyfriend? Are you thinking too much about yourself? Their upper-class drinking party, not to mention chatting, drinking a glass of wine and dancing is normal.

So what kind of man deserves her? She just quietly helped herself out, she must be a person with excellent cultivation, and she is so beautiful, she must be very happy to be with her.

The white pigeon gift was chosen quickly, and she picked a silver-gray pen for Jiang Hao, which was both practical and in line with Jiang Hao's identity as a teacher. The white pigeon quickly settled the bill, "It's a gift, please help me wrap it up." ”

Holding the wrapped pen, Bai Ge bought Bai Zhan another piece of chestnut cake he liked, thought about it and bought a pound of cherries extravagantly, estimated that the English class should be over, and then walked through the first floor of the mall to leave.

When the white pigeon passed by, someone was trying the perfume at the perfume counter, maybe he didn't notice someone next to him, only to see the fine spray in the bright light of the mall transformed into a colorful glass, far away on the skin is a cold touch, a sweet tuberose fragrance came to the face.

Everything suddenly felt so unreal.

There is a song "He Doesn't Love Me" playing in the mall at this moment, and the stimulation of the sense of smell causes a brief blank in the brain, and the white pigeon only feels that everything is so illusory, like a slow-motion movie shot.

The ghost made the god stumble, and the white dove's footsteps stopped.

It's obviously a sweet and greasy taste, but when it smells in the nose, it's unexpectedly sour.

Almost immediately, the sourness jumped from the tip of his nose to his eyes.

Because there was the girl who had just helped the white pigeon to break the siege standing in front of him, holding the incense test paper and handing it to Lu Yuanhe's nose, Lu Yuanhe patiently lowered his head to smell it, and was talking to the girl. And Lu Yuanhe was carrying the shopping bag of the brand just now.

The two of them stood together, like a pair of beautiful people.

Seeing the white pigeon, Lu Yuanhe's face stiffened, walked to the white pigeon in two steps, grabbed the white pigeon's wrist, looked down at her, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you stay in the hospital and run to the mall." ”

Like a child who has done something wrong, Bai Ge neither dares to look directly into Lu Yuanhyuk's eyes, nor does he dare to look up at the girl opposite. yes, he's right, she shouldn't have come.

She was suddenly a little at a loss, and the smell of perfume in her chest turned back and forth with a hint of sourness and bitterness. She wanted to be generous, but she only felt that in front of that confident girl, her insignificance had nothing to hide.

Jian Xia put down the perfume in her hand, stepped on high heels and walked to Lu Yuanhe's side elegantly, "He, you haven't introduced me yet, who is this young lady?" ”

Lu Yuanhe held her with his big hand, and then she heard him say, "Jian Xia, officially introduce, this is my wife, Bai Ge." The white pigeon, who wanted to pull his hand back, was stunned for a moment.

"It turns out that you are He's wife, fortunately, my name is Jian Xia, and I am He's hair young," Jian Xia glanced at Lu Yuanhe with a smile, "Or can I introduce myself now and say that I am the art director of Huanyu?" ”