"No, no, you can't marry him!"

Imagining the situation of his daughter-in-law marrying Kang Yongfeng, Ruan Haocheng felt a pain in his heart and couldn't help shouting.

"Haocheng, what do you say, who can't marry him?"

Tian Xinmiao's hand, who was massaging Ruan Haocheng, couldn't help but tremble, and the corners of his mouth bent unconsciously.

She glanced at her fingers, ten centimeters away, and her mouth pursed slightly under the mask in annoyance.

Her hand moved in a little, a little, and a little, about eight centimeters or so from there, and pressed down.

"No, no, I didn't say anything, I just remembered my sister's marriage."

Speaking of his sister, Ruan Haocheng couldn't help but think of Ruan Haoping, who was settled by Tian Xinmiao and now lives with Lin Shigang and He Meimei.

The longing for his daughter-in-law that he had managed to suppress in the past few days suddenly came to his head, and it became more and more intense.

Suddenly, he felt a slight tug in his place, and his eyes shook over her daughter-in-law's rosy lips.

"You, stop, Nurse Miao, you've crossed the line." With anger, he raised his upper body slightly and yelled at Tian Xinmiao, who was massaging.

"Tsk, if it weren't for the sake of getting you better soon, I wouldn't be too lazy to give you a massage in the neighborhood!"

"You-"

"What are you, you think I'm willing, aren't you? It's going to be the New Year, and if you don't cooperate like this, I won't be able to go home for the New Year. ”

Speaking of going home for the New Year, Tian Xinmiao was really homesick, and wanted to stick to her Haoyan as soon as she went home.

"Go home for the New Year?"

Ruan Haocheng lay back on the pillow dejectedly and sighed long, "You go home for the New Year, you don't have to give me any more massage treatment." ”

"Don't you want to regain your fertility?"

Tian Xinmiao moved her fingers ten centimeters away from there, and continued to massage very gently and gently.

"I—Of course I want to recover, but I must not let you touch that neighborhood."

While restoring fertility is important, it is a matter of principle.

"Isn't this still separated by a cloth? What are you pretentious, you can't recover, it's useless here, isn't it? ”

This seemed to be a bit explicit, and Tian Xinmiao's face couldn't help but turn red.

In addition to him and Ruan Haocheng, there are also Chen Zhiyun and Zhao Peng in the house.

"Haocheng, I think what Nurse Miao said is right, it's still important to treat the disease, don't you still have underwear and this cloth, it doesn't matter if you touch it, right?" Zhao Peng persuaded bitterly.

He really couldn't figure it out, Hao Cheng drove his daughter-in-law away, who was he 'guarding like jade'?

Chen Zhiyun bent the corners of his mouth slightly, glanced at Tian Xinmiao, who seemed to be serious, and continued to blow the 'wind in his ears'.

"Haocheng, I think what Zhao Peng said is right, you just let Nurse Miao massage you there for a few days, maybe in a few days, you will be able to feel it, so that we can go home."

Chen Zhiyun made an expression that seemed to be homesick, "Now that you can't do without Nurse Miao's massage treatment, we can only stay here with you for the New Year." ”

"Zhiyun, you, what are you talking about?" Zhao Peng was a little angry.

"Haocheng, don't listen to his nonsense, I'm not homesick, it's good to be here with you."

But to be honest, how can it be possible to eat food with hometown characteristics every day, and not want to go home?

"I'm just telling the truth, as long as Haocheng cooperates with the treatment, he can go home, even if we go to his house to accompany him, it's better than here!"

Zhao Peng glanced at the house, which was called the Gaogan ward, and his brows furrowed.