Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!"Hey, you young man, what to say," the woman is not angry, "TV is TV, that's acting, you guys are live broadcast, corrupt the atmosphere."

Ting's eyes are even colder every year.

They even said that they corrupted the atmosphere?

They really love each other, and their love is almost as good as that of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

Now people's love is caught in too many purposes, which is as pure as they are.

"Auntie, don't say it as if you haven't kissed, or where did your child come from," he sneered unkindly.

There was a laugh in the ward.

The woman's face was flushed, and the children around her weakly asked: "Mom, how did I come, will you come out when you kiss your father?"

The laughter in the ward grew louder.

Women simply wished to dig a hole in it.

The skin of these young people can only be described by copper walls and iron walls.

"Okay, don't say it," Lausanne was also embarrassed, and gave Nian Junting an angry look. "Lie down, isn't your back hurt? It doesn't hurt to lie down like this?"

"It doesn't hurt," Ting Wan shook his head. "It hurts me just like ants chew."

Lausanne stunned, "Then you have been yelling and hurting."

"I pretend that."

"..."

Pretend you're kind enough to say it.

And it's the same as the real one.

She was almost crying because of her distress.

"Let's let infusion," behind, the nurse pushed the car over, "Is the average Ting?"

"That's it," Lausanne looked at the potion. There were four bottles and two big bottles, which were estimated to be lost by eleven or twelve.

"Sit up a little," Lausanne helped him to sit up and put a pillow on his waist. After all, he was injured in the back, so pay attention.

Every year Ting reached out his hand and noticed the sign of "Internship" on the nurse's chest.

The nurse started to puncture the needle, and did not know how the nurse punctured it. As soon as the needle tube entered, he gasped. "It hurts..."

He had never seen a nurse with such a bad needle-sticking technique, and he felt more than a pain, like someone was cutting a meat with a knife.

"You are too pretended, how painful it can be with a needle," Lausanne rolled his eyes.

The annual average of Ting was pale, and it was really hard to tell.

After the nurse left, the old man next to him said: "This nurse's needle injection technique is really not good. When I was first pierced by her, I cried a lot, and I dared not let her do it again in the next few days."

Lausanne nodded and turned his head to say to the annual average Ting: "That person is an elderly person. The pain is understandable, but you are a special soldier. This kind of pain must be like an ant nibbling."

Nian Junting: "..."

He was really choked to death by her.

"Lolo, I'm hungry," half-sounding, he touched his stomach sullenly.

Lausanne quipped, "Should I buy you some spicy hot?"

The average annual Ting is not good for the whole person, "Don't, I just went for you."

"Really, I don't quite believe it," Lausanne raised his eyebrows deliberately. "Every time I used to pull you to have a barbecue or spicy hot, you wouldn't go, let alone do the bench cleaning for me. Speaking of it, you I still hugged the shoulders of other people. How about the comfort of other women’s shoulders? Is it happy for them to feed you something?"

The average person of Ting is not natural all the time, and even a pale blush appears on his pale face. "Isn't that... intentionally trying to stimulate you."

"Can you see me with that kind of stimulation," Lausanne's lips could not help raising slightly.