Newlyweds 1001 Nights: Mr. Bo’s Love Life

This is not counted, he is not someone else, he is a song!

His hand, the hand of the painter, the hand of the magic pen, was destroyed in this way ... No matter how the two of them broke down, it was just a little bit, she could not deny it.

Today, he is lying on the hospital bed, so pale and weak looks, is caused by himself!

Thinking about it, Luo Zheng didn't admit that it was soft-hearted, only if it was a responsibility.

In the end, she couldn't ignore it.

So, jump back step by step, and while the man is watching, take out a new glass, help pour a glass of water, and hand it in front of him.

"Miss Luo ..."

"Don't you want to drink water? Hurry up!"

This time, it was replaced by Luo Zheng to interrupt Bo Hancheng.

Seeing that the man's face was a bit stunned, staring at him for a long time.

Annoyed by him, Luo Zheng was a little rude, forcibly stuffing the glass into the other hand of the man who was not injured: "Look what to see? Drink!"

Bo Hancheng didn't quit anymore, took a sip gracefully and handed it back to the girl.

Putting back the water cup, Luo Zheng looked at the man. He was sitting on the hospital bed. The whole person was very quiet. Compared to just now, somehow it faded a little bit more and was more vulnerable?

Luo Zheng thought, he must have a bad spirit before he had such an illusion!

Just about to leave, listening to the man punching his lips with his fist and coughing softly.

With a slight glance, Luo Zheng tried to suggest: "Do you ... eat pears? I heard that pears can stop coughing ..."

Wen Yan, the man's black eyelashes drooped, his voice slightly lowered: "Well, listen to you."

Why is this kind of intonation strange?

Luo Zheng frowned, not thinking for a moment, went to get a fruit knife, and peeled a little bit of pear.

"Anne explained what you just heard, did you want to say something?"

Suddenly, the man mentioned this topic.

Luo Zheng took a quick look, skimming the corners of her lips: "Things are over, there is nothing to say."

Although the explanation is clear, it has nothing to do with Bo Hancheng, but in that case, I feel deeply desperate, and my heart is still lingering.

"Why do you hate Mu Nianqing?"

Bo Hancheng asked again, from the conversation just now, the girl was full of resentment.

This is not counted, she has no scruples about Mu Nianqing's hands, and she shows true feelings everywhere ... This is beyond the imagination of the past, making him extremely certain.

Luo Zheng is not a general aversion to Mu Nianqing!

Looking up at Bo Hancheng, the girl couldn't help but continue to bite her lip: "Why, do you feel bad?"

"Why am I distressed?"

Bo Hancheng asked lightly, with a trace of puzzlement.

"Because she is your woman!"

Speaking of which, Luo Zheng resented cutting off a piece of pear skin, and wished this was Mu Nianqing!

"Nominally, she is. Actually, she is not—"

Bo Hancheng's truthful reply did not hide this.

"Yes, you know it."

Luo Zheng said coldly, his heart was very dull.

Wen Yan said that instead of arguing, Bo Hancheng asked the question: "Miss Luo, do you care about this?"

With words, the man leaned over and drew closer to the girl: "No, you hate Mu Nianqing because of me?"

"No! I hate her, it has nothing to do with you."

Luo Zheng retorted, without any hesitation.

Immediately, he met the man's deep eyebrows, thought back and forth for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Women in this world, whoever you want, who you want. But Bo Hancheng, can't ... not Mu Nianqing?"