Chapter 217: He and Fu Hanyan are not avoiding

Nangong Jun's originally cold eyes changed slightly, and his expression was a little ugly.

The silent smoke spread between the two of them.

Mutual distrust can directly condemn a marriage to death.

"Yo, what does it smell like in the morning, so good?"

The old man's angry voice came from upstairs, "What about the little two cooking together?" โ€

Yesterday, Su Dongning lied, and Nangong Jun was also afraid that the old man would be angry, so the two of them didn't have any discussion, and they just leaned together.

Nangong Jun could even take the time to quickly wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, which was simply a full set of acts.

Su Dongning held his arm, and Nangong Jun held her waist and put on a smile like a business.

This scene, at first glance, I am afraid that everyone thinks that these two people are a loving couple.

"I made it for a friend who was hospitalized, grandpa, try my craft?" Su Dong spoke softly.

The old man went down the stairs, leaned over to take a look, and spied with satisfaction: "Okay." โ€

He turned his gaze around Nangong Jun again: "You are also doing well, you know that it hurts, and you are still helping in the kitchen." โ€

Nangong Jun didn't ask for credit casually: "No, she made it when I came down, it smelled good, so I'll come over and take a look." โ€

"I was also quite surprised that he came, and we will go to the hospital together to deliver food when the time comes." Su Dongning still kept a smile.

Then the two of them gave each other an evaluation in their hearts at the same time: True or false, this person.

The old man didn't eat much in the morning, only tasted a little, but he was full of praise.

Judging from that expression, it didn't seem polite at all.

He looked up at Nangong Jun and was curious: "Why don't you eat it?" โ€

Nangong Jun's expression was faint: "I usually don't eat these in the morning." โ€

The main thing is that these are things for Fu Han's banquet, and he is afraid of ulcers after eating them.

The old man was not happy.

"It's also done by condensation, I don't think you know how to do it!"

Su Dongning was afraid of arguing again, so he hurriedly spoke: "Maybe he is not afraid enough, and he is thinking about my friend." It's okay grandpa, let's eat, you like it. โ€

Nangong Jun's anger is coming up.

For the sake of Fu Hanyan, when he is sick?

So in front of Su Dongning, he came directly to a big bowl with a smile on his face.

"Since you said that you are not afraid of enough, then you are welcome."

Su Dongning glanced at the pot that was about to bottom out, and immediately understood that he was doing it on purpose!

But in front of the old man, she still had to smile: "It's okay, whatever." โ€

In the last two words, she almost didn't bite her teeth.

The old man also wanted to take a glance, but was blocked by Su Dong without a trace.

The main thing is that he is afraid of guilt.

She smiled and said, "Then you eat, I'll pack up my things and send them to the hospital." โ€

It's definitely not okay to recook it now, and it's even more perfunctory to add water, but it's barely possible anyway, so be it.

The old man's foot kicked Nangong Jun below.

He understood: "I'll send you." โ€

Su Dongning resisted the urge to turn his face: "Drink yours!" โ€

By the time she finished packing up, Nangong Jun was already dressed neatly.

He leaned against the wall with his long legs folded, with indescribable grace and calmness.

Su Dong stared without squinting, but Nangong Jun had already opened the door: "Get in the car." โ€

Without waiting for her to think of an excuse to refuse, Nangong Jun spoke: "By the way." โ€

He knows how to make people angry.

Su Dongning sat up without saying a word, hugged the small bag in front of him, and ignored him.

The two had zero communication throughout the whole process and went all the way to the hospital.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Su Dongning said, "Just put me down here." โ€

"You can keep going." Nangong Jun remained silent.

"It's in front of the scope of the inpatient department, so let's avoid suspicion." Su Dongning's face was expressionless.

Nangong Jun was angry: "Do you avoid suspicion or do I avoid suspicion?" โ€

"Me." Su Dongning's face did not change, "Since you said that you are going by the way, you are to come to see the patients here, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings." โ€

She tried her best to restrain herself from saying things that were jealous of Gu Zhirong, because she really didn't have any position.

It's just that as a serious wife, she still has to avoid suspicion of him and Bai Yueguang, it really sounds like a joke.

Nangong Jun leaned on the steering wheel and let out a very low laugh.

Su Dong glared.

He spoke unhurriedly: "Look left, do you see the office building?" I'm here today to talk about work. Go this way.

If you don't like me to go to Gu Zhirong, you have a long mouth, you can say. โ€

Su Dongning stiffened his head and said, "I can't interfere with your freedom. โ€

"So you're also recklessly letting yourself go?" Nangong Jun sneered, "I don't shy away from Fu Hanyan." โ€

"How many times do you want me to explain that we're just friends?" Su Dongning spoke, "Is this interesting?" โ€

Nangong Jun felt irritated when she remembered that she questioned herself for Fu Hanyan.

simply avoided this topic and drove all the way to the downstairs of the hospital.

Before he could speak, Su Dongning took the lead and said, "Don't pick me up!" โ€

Nangong Jun's mouth was also stiff: "I didn't plan to do it." โ€

When the two parted ways, Fu Hanyan sat in a wheelchair and looked downstairs, a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

Why, the two of them still came to the hospital together?

While pondering, the door to the ward was pushed open.

Su Dongning had the mist of the early morning and the smell of food.

Fu Hanyan's face instantly returned to a familiar smile: "Why did you come here so early?" โ€

"I'll bring you breakfast, I'm afraid you'll be hungry if you don't get early."

Su Dongning put things out little by little, "Fruits, side dishes, oatmeal porridge, and some small snacks are all made by myself, and the biscuits are also ...... What about cookies? โ€

It was supposed to be the main bone broth, but she was embarrassed to open it directly.

Now even the cookies are gone!

Fu Hanyan smiled and didn't mind: "It's okay, it's enough." โ€

He looked at the tightest package, gently unscrewed the lid, and was slightly stunned to see that there was only half of the soup.

Su Dongning hurriedly spoke: "I'm really sorry, I shared a little bit with others in the morning, and I don't have much left for you."

But it's all a spoon, so you don't have to drink it if you mind. โ€

Fu Hanyan doesn't mind her sharing it with others, but what she cares about is who she shares it with.

But don't think about it, it must be Nangong Jun.

He was very disgusted in his heart, but this was the first time Su Dongning had cooked for him.

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He pretended to speak casually: "Could it be Nangong Jun who drank secretly?" I'll be angry. โ€

"I took the initiative to share it with him."

Su Dongning helped him explain, "If you don't like it, drink oatmeal, I cook it very delicious, with cranberries and blueberries in it, sweet and sour!" โ€

Fu Hanyan smiled, "It's okay, he drank so much for my breakfast, it means that your craftsmanship must be very good, I'm looking forward to it."

But the biscuits also disappeared inexplicably, children, couldn't he have snatched them too? โ€

He didn't care about it so generously, but it made Su Dongning a little embarrassed.

She immediately said: "I'll do it for you next time, do a lot, make sure you are enough!" โ€

This is what Fu Hanyan wants.

He was happy in his heart, but he deliberately smiled calmly and restrainedly.

Start eating.

Su Dongning called Nangong Jun and whispered, "Have you seen my cookies?" โ€

Nangong Jun didn't pay attention to any cookies at all, and she felt even more unhappy when she thought that she had prepared so many for Fu Hanyan.

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