Knowing that Nanyi didn't see Ning Zhixu, this matter made Su Qing sad. The little princess finally cheered up, and now she is afraid that she will return to the state where she lost half her life before.

Nanyi was still on the road, in the living room, Su Qing was silent for a long time, and touched the suit pants of the man next to her with her toes: "Husband, Nanyi is not good at studying, and now Ning Zhixu has an accident again, I think it will be difficult for her to get a good university in the future, otherwise really let her take the road of art examination?" Now there are so many kinds of talent shows, let her go to play and relax, you can just arrange a ranking for her when the time comes. Show her face in front of the public in advance to pave the way for her future. ”

It's so blatant to go through the back door!

Nanyaoye's consumption concept is that it is okay to spend money on key middle and high schools. Throwing money into the entertainment industry, no way.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Su Qing added: "If you are worried about her safety, I can be her agent." ”

The man's delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, a pair of eyes with cold and lust calmly swept over the woman's soft and delicate face, his thin lips opened slightly, and he exhaled angry dog words: "You want to eat with the little cub." ”

A lost selfishness was exposed, and the tens of billions of noblewomen who instantly confessed: "Husband, when I didn't say it." Nanyi should learn! As long as you don't die, you will learn from death. ”

With a light snort, President Nan unbuttoned two shirt buttons with one hand, leaned on the sofa relaxedly, and ignored people.

Su Qing leaned over, skillfully wrapped her arms around the man's neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said softly: "Dear husband, the little cub didn't see Ning Zhixu Xu Xu who she was thinking about, I'm afraid I'm going to be sad again." What to do? ”

Unlike the previous state of worry, President Nan now has other ideas.

Picked up a strand of the woman's hair and put it between her fingers to play with, and the man put his other hand on the armrest of the sofa, knocking on it without a match, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what, you should always give Nanyi an explanation." ”

There are some things that Ning Zhixu said to him, and that doesn't count.

You have to tell Nanyi in person.

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After staying in the hospital for more than a month, Chen Ange's physical condition is gradually improving. All kinds of instruments and equipment were slowly removed.

Tang Yi was finally relieved and no longer thought about it every day.

As soon as Chen Ange woke up after taking sleep aids, he saw the little girl sitting on the edge of the bed and peeling apples.

Tang Yi and Nanyi are both daughters who do not touch the spring water with their fingers.

The fruit eaten is always peeled and cut by the maid, and then inserted into the fruit fork and brought to the eyes.

So she doesn't peel apples, and the big round red apples are miraculously thin and small under her hands, and the flesh falls into the trash with the skin.

Chen Ange also doesn't know how to peel apples.

Generally, it is rubbed on the clothes and gnawed directly.

I would rather know that the dog is more particular and go to wash it.

Tang Yi always looked up at him from time to time. Seeing that he was awake, the little girl quickly put down the apple, helped him adjust the hospital bed to the right height, and asked him if he was thirsty and hungry.

The boy shook his head and leaned back on the pillow behind him.

In the past, the amorous peach blossom eyes were full of waves, and the bottom of his eyes was calm.

Looking at Tang Yu calmly.

calmly watched her busy in front of herself.

Then, making sure he didn't need it, she sat back in her chair and went on peeling the poor apple.

When he woke up, she talked a lot.

Even a bird he saw outside the hospital today shared it with him.

The young man listened quietly, looking at the top of the girl's black hair, and his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent: "When are you going home?" ”