Chapter 687 Just One Thing to Ask You: Do You Still Love Him?
Shen Minghan's heart shook fiercely.
Such fragile and helpless words actually spit out the mouth of this 186 big man, and he admitted that at this moment, he also hurt.
"Luo Li, don't think things crookedly!"
The man shook his head: "Everything is very neat!" ”
Shen Minghan knew what this meant, the sheets and quilts were still neat, there was no trace of struggle, Xiao Er took the initiative to leave, at least took the initiative to get out of bed.
"Don't be cranky, surveillance will speak for itself!"
Shen Minghan couldn't stand this kind of emotion, this man would never show his vulnerable side to others, and brothers rarely saw him like this.
The man in the white coat walked out without the slightest delay.
When the corner of his eye was about to disappear, he suddenly saw a man sitting on the hospital bed, and his body fell suddenly.
Like a dilapidated city tower in a precarious state, it collapsed under the last impact!
"Lori"
Gu Xiaoer escaped from the hospital all the way, and now he has nowhere to go.
has no money, no documents, and no home she once had, so she has unconsciously pinned everything she has on Da Luoluo.
But now, she doesn't want to go back to Lufeng Villa, she just wants to be alone.
She thought, she was still a little scared to face him.
I found a kind young lady on the road, borrowed someone's mobile phone, and called Ai Le.
The only place you can go to, the only person you can find, is Lele.
At the risk of being cut by the president, Ai Le took Gu Xiaoer back home in fear.
In the kitchen, I made her a bowl of steaming egg noodles and brought it to her, and watched her eat it.
Gu Xiaoer woke up, which was originally a happy thing, but her state was really bad, so that Ai Le didn't dare to say anything in her heart.
A bowl of noodles was served, and Gu Xiaoer patted his belly comfortably.
Too many suppressed emotions finally dissipated a lot, and the two girlfriends sat on the bed, sitting cross-legged, chatting and talking.
Gu Xiaoer said a lot, and he also said it very messily, no matter how calm his face was, his fingers kept trembling.
Ai Le grabbed her little hand steadily, understood, understood, felt sorry for her, cried with her, and was so angry that he couldn't do it.
But in the end, a thousand words turned into just one sentence.
Ai Le asked Gu Xiaoer softly, "Do you still love him?" ”
These days when Xiaoer was sleeping, they were all obvious to all, and the high-ranking president kept watching, protecting, and taking care of them day and night, and did everything himself. What's more, he himself is still sick, and he doesn't say a word and relies on willpower to carry it.
Even if he gave birth to Wen Mu, Ai Le understood, very clearly: that man really loved Gu Xiaoer.
So, she will ask her, is it still loved?
No matter how much you say, no matter how much you are sad, you can't match the word "love", when you encounter all the difficulties, think about the love that sticks to it, then everything is not difficult.
Gu Xiaoer lowered his head silently and refused to speak again.
Looking at it with scorching eyes, the girl who covered her mouth with a muffled voice fell directly on the bed, standing up and pretending to be dead!
"Hide again!" Ai Le sighed, shook her head helplessly, the stinky girl who doesn't admit it, what's there that can't get by?
The two girlfriends slept in the same bed, Gu Xiaoer felt safe this time, and soon there was an even sound of breathing.
Ai Le glanced at the girl beside him in the dark, tiptoed out of bed, didn't dare to wear shoes, and ran in the direction of the door.