Several colleagues from the obstetrics and gynecology department saw her and walked over, "Rongyan, we almost didn't recognize you." ”

Rong Yan usually has straight hair, but tonight she deliberately made a slight curly hair and dressed it up carefully, so beautiful that she looked like a beauty who came out of a painting.

"Oh my God, you're so pretty."

"Are you alone?"

Rong Yan stabilized his mind and smiled lightly, "No, I'm waiting for someone here." ”

A colleague joked, "Is it going out shopping with your husband?" ”

"Yes."

"By the way, is your hand injury better?"

Speaking of this, several people's eyes fell on Rong Yan's right arm.

Rong Yan simply raised his arm to show them, "It's much better, and the stitches can be removed tomorrow." ”

Several girls looked at her hand injury in distress.

Everyone knew that Rong Yan had not dealt with Qin Hui before.

I didn't expect that she would rush out without hesitation and block a knife for Qin Hui.

Otherwise, if the knife fell on Qin Hui's body, it would likely hurt important parts.

Rong Yan is usually cold and not easy to get close to, and everyone thinks that her background is not simple, and her life circle is different, except for work, she basically has little contact with her.

Now looking at the jewelry Rong Yan was wearing, just the necklace she was wearing around her neck.

A colleague who has studied jewelry can see at a glance that it is a new style launched by a big-name jewelry brand, and the price is not less than 100,000 yuan.

It strengthened their suspicions.

But after the medical trouble, everyone admires her from the bottom of their hearts, and the rest is not important.

After all, some people were born in Rome, and some people don't have enough food, and there is no absolute fairness in the world.

Not everyone has the courage to come out and block knives for their colleagues.

Several colleagues looked at it for a while, and one of them said with pity, "You look so good, you have seven stitches, and you will have a scar in the future." ”

The colleague next to her secretly tugged at the corner of her clothes to remind.

It's really a pot that can't be opened.

Girls love beauty, and it must be uncomfortable to have a scar, and it shouldn't be said to make her sad.

The colleague realized that his words were inappropriate, and apologized, "I'm sorry, my mouth is faster than my brain, I didn't mean to." ”

"It's okay, I don't care much."

Rong Yan smiled to ease the embarrassment.

After chatting for a while, a few colleagues left first.

"Rong Yan is so beautiful, I guess her husband is also very handsome, but it's a pity that I didn't see it just now."

"Help her go shopping, I glanced at it before, and I saw a man in a suit next to her, looking at the figure, the figure is good, but I don't see the appearance clearly."

"Maybe we'll see you later."

After the colleague walked away, Rong Yan turned back to find Wen Jingchu.

At the end of the fifth floor, there was only one flagship store selling women's underwear.

Rong Yan walked over, and sure enough, he saw Wen Jingchu standing in a corner outside the store, with his back to the glass window of the store.

Standing with him outside were a few men waiting for their girlfriends or wives to buy something.

Looking at each other, Rong Yan saw a faint sense of grievance in the man's deep eyes.

After staring at each other in silence for a moment, Rong Yan couldn't help laughing.

She turned her back away from him.

The man was dressed in a black straight suit, as deep as the night, and at this moment, his eyes were obscure, staring straight at Rong Yan's slightly trembling shoulders.

Mr. Wen, who has always been calm and calm, and is accustomed to saying everything in a high position, when is he so aggrieved as he is now.

was driven away by his wife and helplessly hid here.

Suddenly, Rong Yan smiled and sent a message to Wen Jingchu to ask him to come over.

In the line of sight, the man stood outside the glass window, holding the jewelry she bought in one hand, and looked down at the messages she sent.

Husband: [Don't give me a little reward?] 】

Rong Yan bent his eyebrows slightly, [Yes, what reward do you want? 】

Without waiting for his reply, Rong Yan raised his eyes to look, and the moment they looked at each other, Wen Jingchu calmly pointed behind him.

Rong Yan understood that his so-called reward was for his own benefit.

remembered that Zhao Nuan gave her an ancient sexy nightdress, which had long been scrapped.

The man promised her to wear it only once, and that one did only wear it once.

Recalling the past, Rong Smoke Ear was hot, [No, change a request.] 】

"All I need is this. 】

Rong Yan: "......"

She looked at Wen Jingchu helplessly.

The headache is as if I am facing a child sitting on the ground crying and asking for toys, and if I don't give it, I won't get up.

It's just that at the moment this "child" is not three years old, but thirty years old!

There is also a noisy little guy at home, and when the two go out, they handed Dudu to Aunt Xiang, but it didn't make trouble after coaxing it for a while.

If it goes back later, it probably has to dismantle its nest again.

After a stalemate for a while, Rong Yan compromised first and walked over with his feet raised.

Walking up to the man, she said calmly, "Wait here for me for a few minutes." ”

Glancing at the tips of her pale red ears, the corners of Wen Jingchu's mouth curled, and nodded obediently, "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

There were other girls in the shop, and the men were waiting outside.

Rong Yan quickly looked around and walked to the love. In the underwear display area, I took a few pieces and went to the checkout.

Even though she returned home, the heat at the root of her ears had not yet subsided.

She tried her best to hide it, but her small reaction betrayed her.

Wen Jingchu didn't break it down, pretending not to see it, annoying people, his welfare tonight is estimated to be in vain.

Both of them were silent and did not speak all the way.

As soon as he entered the living room, Dudu ran over wagging his little tail.

It was sticking to Rong Yan, and seeing this, Wen Jingchu coughed lightly, "I'll help you put the bath water." ”

Rong Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Dudu's sticky posture, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, and then picked up Dudu with one hand and stuffed it into the man's arms.

"I'll put it myself, you coax it."

Pressing the little guy fluttering in his arms, Wen Jingchu compromised, "Okay, I'll coax it." ”

When Rong Yan picked up her things and was about to go upstairs, the man did not forget to tell her, "Wife, don't forget my reward." ”

Hearing this, the movements on Rong Yan's hand paused, and the temperature on his face, which had finally dropped, rose again.

The tip of her heart moved slightly, she raised her head and glared at the man shyly, "I know, take care of Dudu." ”

The wound on his arm had scabbed, and Rong Yan looked at the ugly scar.

It's false to say that you don't care.

She likes to wear skirts and cheongsam, and there are suddenly more scars on her arms that were originally porcelain white without a trace of flaws, which affects her beauty, and she must be uncomfortable.

It's just that this scar is not so important compared to physical health.

She took plastic wrap and placed it on the shelf, carefully protecting the wound from touching the water.

Looking at the bag containing the nightdress, it has not been washed yet, so Rong Yan naturally will not wear it on his body.

suddenly remembered that I had gone shopping with Shen Qingran once before, and she stuffed a few similar nightdresses in the underwear store.

She tossed the bag aside and rummaged through the cloakroom closet.

After washing it at home, it was stuffed into the corner of the wardrobe, and it was not discovered by Wen Jingchu, for a while, if it wasn't for tonight, she would have forgotten that there were these nightdresses in the closet.

Black lace suspender nightdress, sexy and hot, tight and pure lust.

I have to say that Shen Qingran's aesthetics are good.

This nightdress has a sense of design, magnifying her figure advantage, and her graceful and delicate figure is looming, hazy and sexy.

Dudu is so clingy, it is estimated that Wen Jingchu did not take it off so quickly.

Rong Yan took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, then opened the door and walked out.

The moment she pushed the door open, Rong Yan saw the man leaning lazily on the head of the bed, holding the book she usually read.

Her voice stuttered, "You ......"