Lovely Allergen

I have not worried about Song's hand injury. After going home, I took a rest for two days. I took him to the hospital for examination.

The hospital people come and go, and I will stand at the right hand of Song, and protect him. I am afraid that he is touched. Three days ago, he made a registration online, hung up to a famous orthopedic expert, so people waiting in line to wait for the doctor. Le knows that the left hand of Song, with him, and found a vacancy in the last row of the waiting area.

"Sit." I pointed to the seat to him.

Song Wei did not plan to move, only faint, "You sit, I want to stand."

But he didn't have a long time to play too long, and he was directly ignorant to the seat, "You are a patient."

Le knowing next to him, the eyes looked at the number on the display on the display, squinted, as a small adult, said to Song Yu, "We have to wait two."

"Well." Song Yan stole the fingers of the music, staring at the ring he did not name, and the momentum of his own direction, the movement was not big, after several times, he only felt that he would hopes that he wants yourself close again. a little.

"It's already very close." When I was known, I stated in the shoulder of Song, bowing my head said.

Song Yu looked up, didn't talk, then pinched his hand and patted his knee, and lifted his eyebrows, indicating that he sat up.

It is a person everywhere, and I am very lightly shaking my head, my ear is red, and the small voice can't.

Song Yu is a confident: "Yes, my legs are very comfortable."

I heard this, I was very popular when I was so happy, and I didn't hear anything when I didn't hear anything.

The number on the display is changed at this time. When the door of the treatment room was opened, a girl in a high school uniform wearing a high school in a high school in a high school, came out by a boy, probably a feet, lifting up The ankle is a little swollen, wearing cotton.

Boys carry two bags, holding a piece of film.

"Is it still in class now?" Le knows the time, staring at them, while pinching the fingers of Song Dynasty, there is a small voice, "High school, so bad."

Song Yan did not speak, leaning his head on the waist of the best.

The waist of the music is very soft, the hand is soft, it is pasted on the face of Song, and it is low, whispered his brother, "Isn't it not sleeping?"

He can feel that Song Yu can't sleep well, maybe because of the pain, fix the arm, there is no way to turn around, can only look back. When I was solely, I took him with no injured arm, and I went to sleep, because I was worried, I didn't sleep very hard, I woke up early.

But Song Yu is low and said no.

In the hands, I will take a pineapple milk sugar when I know, peel the milk yellow sugar paper, handed the candy inside to Song, with the tone of the child, "this is very delicious." "

Looking at Song Yu is a little frowning, I am very injured when I know: "This is what I take it for you because I have to see a doctor."

Song Yu finally touched sugar, then asked him: "Why do you have sugar?"

"Because you used to be like this."

When I was a child, I hate the doctor, every time I came to the hospital, I was afraid again and nervous, because I have to take a needle almost every time, so sometimes I sit into the doctor. He just cried.

At that time, Song Yu was not big. He always touched a few sugar to his hand, but also deliberately said: "I don't know where to come, I hate to eat sugar, give you. Don't cry. "

Then the little music will be more likely to accept this disease, and later develop this habit, will be pitiful in the hospital before entering the hospital, I will ask him to eat one in advance.

At that time, it was also strange that Lin Rongbei's sugar is not eaten, just as long as the Song Yu is in his hand. Once he forgot to bring it, when Mom and Dad were waiting, he did not respond to small supermarkets outside the hospital. There is not much delicious milk gap, Song Hao has only bought a pack of hard candy, and I am very happy when I know.

"That's because you were so sick when you were sick." Song Dynasty put a look, "I can't do it."

However, I didn't have trouble when he pretended to pretend. He thought of a child. He had a feeling, reach out and touched the hair of Song Yu, and I was happy, I didn't have anything.

The front row of two waiting questions left, and the high school students sat down, just in the forehead and the front of Song Yu. The voice of the girl is very sweet, and the boyfriend is on the shoulder of the boyfriend, like being spoiled.

When I was so good, I saw it from time to time, and I felt this bad, I went back to Song's face, and then whispered: "Is this inappropriate love?"

"Do you think it?" Song Hei took the head and opposed him.

"Calculate ..." Le knows that his hand is on his neck, bits white traction belt, and looks over there.

Suddenly, he heard the opening of Song, his eyes were returned.

"You let me lose the opportunity to experience early love." Song Yu said that the face is solemn, and the eyes are very open, and they will continue to say, "Otherwise, how much early."

When I was solely, he said that he was a bit blush, Nene is refuted, "... it will not be too early."

"Yes?" Song Yan did not raise his eyebrows. "You are a kindergarten to be a person."

When the black history appeared, I was aware of his mouth again. Song, who lost the right to knew the palm of the two, and catch his hand when he was very pleasing, and kissed his wrist when he kissed his wrist. Then he was holding him.

It's just so simple to kiss two times. The heartbeat of the music will become abnormal. He attempted to transfer his attention by observing others. Speaking of boyfriend, "Husband, I want to eat ice cream for a while."

When I know, I was shocked. It seems that he will be very surprised, so Song Wei specially looked at him, and his face smiled and smiled. "" What is your expression? "

There is no mirror here, so I don't know what expressions you are now. He raised his hand and touched his face, then squatted to Song's knee side, whispered to him, "She just called his husband ..."

He thought that Song Yu did not hear it.

Song Yu is very flat to this, "Well."

"She is still so small." When I knew, I opened a pair of big eyes, and my eyes were pure.

You have not yet reached twenty.

"It's not only married, you can call my husband." Song Yu said to him, "Just a kind of love." He originally wants to say "like you call my brother", but let's think about it, I am telling my brother is true. I feel that he is a brother.

When I was so loudly, the chin arrived on the knee of Song, and observed the boy. Sure enough, he was very shy, his ear and his neck were red, but it looked very happy.

On the display, I changed the number, and the nurse standing at the door of the hospital shouted: "No. 29 is not?"

I immediately stood up immediately, "I'm."

Fortunately, Song Yu's injury did not be as serious as he thought. When I was injured in the Song Song, I was a lot of information about fractures on the Internet, the more I saw it, the more I couldn't sleep. At this moment, as a legitimate guardian, he stood around Song, constantly asking a lot of questions, so that Song Yizhen did not have a mouthful opportunity. I heard the experts said that I haven't worry about it for three months, I will let the heart when I know.

He took the Song to take the medicine. When the queue, he let Song Yu stand far away, afraid of people to cross him, one person. The two people have been opposed to the old, and they are very stupid to talk to Song Yu with some strange body movements. It looks stupid.

"We have to review it once after two weeks." When I knew, I took the Song Yu's hospital door, and the weather was still very cold. He called the car, standing on the roadside and waited for a while, and played three sneezes, he was taken in the arms in the arms.

Sitting on the rear seat, I was solely heard to observe the film of Song, "said the bones of the person." After finishing, he touched the cracks above, and touched the Song Yu. The hand of the gypsum, praying like a mission, "It's better to hurry."

Song Yan felt that he cute and kissed the top of the kiss.

When you know, I feel that his plaster is white, it is very suitable for drawing something above. Suddenly I heard Song Yu said, "Professor He has stopped me for half a year."

"Half a year?" The music said softly, "I have been long."

"Well, I will take a lot of the paper this time. He also said that the anti-seismic effect will be better next month, there is a region specializing in the instrument, which can avoid injury."

"That's good." When I knew, I took the head on the shoulder of Song, and I feel that the driver looked at him later, but I didn't put it in my heart.

"When I truly participated in the emergency mapping, the level of safety measures was very high." Song Yu explained that "this time is really unfair to catch up with an accident. When the professor is working, it is After the end, rush, the risk is relatively low, and it is basically in the controlled car to control drones. "

I heard that Song Yu explained so much, I didn't come from some distressed when I was so many days. Song Yu will still be intentionally unintentionally explained to him, telling him that this work does not seem to be as dangerous.

"I know, this is really very sudden, you are not ready to go to the battlefield. Good is there is no insurance." Le knows very dependent on him, "Song Yu, I am not so scared."

"is it?"

"Well, people always have to grow up." I laughed when I knew, "and I know that you will take care of yourself."

Song Yu also exposed a very light smile, he promised to say "will", then said to the music: "Don't grow up in front of me."

This is a very unrealistic thought, but Song Yuzhen thinks so much. He hopes that he will always be straightforward in front of him, tender, you want to find him, and have the greatest dependence on him, even if he should take each other, he also wants to know his care for his care forever Install the clumsy and cute.

The adult's helplessness and difficulty venting, Song Yu only wants to become a real shelter, let him cry in his arms, cry, laugh, laugh.

They discovered that the convenience stickers on the porch cabinet were found to stay in Lin Rong.

We are going to participate in the birthday banquet of my lady, don't come back. ]

Song Yi couldn't help it, "I have a lot of lady."

When I was in my heart, I would like to be a little girl because I was used to Song Song. Although he also wants to be used to Song, but now it is, Song Yu is still a wounded.

"Brother, I will cook."

Seeing him, the coat took off and threw it directly on the sofa, Song Yu is questioned, "Are you sure?"

He has a unpleasant premonition. After all, he has no talented, and he has no talent in the cooking, but he has never been hands-on, and the experience value is basically zero.

"Yes." Le knows that the attitude is definitely, put on the auxiliary dress, seeing Lin Rongchi in the kitchen, is still hot, so he asked in the restaurant, "Give you a roar egg?" "

Song Yu wants him to persuade him, but if you know, you will play the eggs in a step forward, and you will make a little whisper, then the chopsticks are picked up from the porcelain bowl of Sheng Egg.

80% is to hit the egg shell inside, Song Yu wants.

"The problem is not big, the problem is not big." I know when I was a little, and the egg was stirred quickly with chopsticks. Song Yu wants to come in to help, and he is decisively refused, "You go to sit, first, drink bone soup."

Semi-open-discharged kitchen, even if Song Yu is not in, it can basically see the movement of the music.

I feel that the problem is bigger.

In the end, I have closed the fire, and I have been in the process of Song. I have been working in the pedestal, and I am struggling. He looks back to Song Yu, "If you don't eat eggs today ... "

"Come over." Song said.

When I was so knowing, I wanted to fry myself and fragile eggs on the table. He is more clear than anyone. Song Yu is the most pick-up, sometimes the rice made by Rong. Pastel, if there is a ginger he doesn't love, his chopsticks will not move.

"You don't eat this," Le knows that there is a plot of ribs in several cassets, "Eat , eat where to eat."

However, Song Yu did not touch a piece of fried eggs and tasted it.

The more calm, the more you know, "Brother ..."

"OK." Song Yu took a bite again, "the taste is better than selling."

I am not so confident, and I also picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and then I drunk soup, and I didn't eat it. Probably he is unlucky, just eat the egg shell that is not fully made.

I was finally eaten by Song, and I also got to eat eggs today.

When I was so knowing that his just had a very embarrassment, so I was very depressed, and I went to the sashimi pool. "I will never have a meal again."

Song Yan placed on his side, dial out the hair kissed his face on his face, and the sound was low but soft. "I have finished eating."

This is quite invited, but instead aroused the little self-respect of the music, he turned over and stared at Song Yu's face. "What do you mean really feel hard."

"So." Song Wei did not hesitate, and the face did not change, saying is like a true, the line of sight is very soft, and "I really don't do it?"

"Well." I got the best.

"Do it." Song Yu said very light, like tempting, "I only give me a meal."

Hesitated for two seconds, I was here to refuse to refuse Song Yizhen, I had to hang the eye, it looks very embarrassing, "Okay."

It seems that I feel that my response seems to have some sloppy, I know how to pick up a bowl, I am very tone: "After I have learned very well, I will often give you a dish to eat."

Song Yu is clearly a hand that can be active, but it is still to wash the foam's bowl of foam after he knows.

"You don't have to learn how good." His tone is very casual and easy, as if he is the least picky person in this world, "It is very good now."

"You are really low for me." When I was so laughing, I washed out the last plate, and the sun outside the kitchen window took his eyelashes into a translucent light color.

"No." Song He helped him rush on the plate, "it is because you are already very good."

When I was solely, I took my cheeks, with a bit of gratitude, because I would never feel that I am not good enough, once I have a little bit of small flame, Song Wei will be very decisive. Squat down.

"I have packed up, you first go to the sofa to sit, the doctor said you have to rest."

No matter what you say, Song Yu did not leave, he stood in the same place, and he was very self-asking that he had to ramble or kitchen paper towel, and then took one, the ring on his hand reflected in the sun. luster.

In a moment, I have a kind of illusion that they are very like a newlywed, but the strange idea of ​​this second is canceled.

The holiday is leisure, the two sits on the sofa watching movies. When I was knowing, I took a thick blanket cover on him. The sun in the evening afternoon is groggy, relying on the shoulders of the Song, I am confused when I am so confused, but he can't say why, just a sharp feeling, Song's breathing is not right, one looks up, really I found that he frowned, the lips were slightly smashed, the mouth is straight.

He sat up, very lightly touched the arm of Song, "Is it hurt?"

Song Yan shook his head and let him continue to rely on. But I am not happy when I know, he raised his hand to touch the face of Song Yu, "What should I do? Do you want to eat a pain?"

He is a full action, there is this idea in his mind, it will act immediately. Song Yan reached out and took him. "No, come back." His hand took the waist in Lezu, and the clothes pending with him. Some winds come in, let the pores of the pores slightly slips.

"It is not good to eat too much." I also started to persuade myself, and I was more close to him. He smelled him very good taste, followed by his heat, passed through the air. There is also a palm temperature that is close to the back skin.

Song Yan did not care about him, the brow is still slightly wrinkled, and the line of sight has fallen from his eyes to his lips. "Do a little transfer, you should relieve symptoms."

When I kissed it almost, I kissed it. His bones were always fighting the straightness and innocent in the bones, but I knew that Song Yu was hurt, so his movements were very light, and the hands of Song Hao cheeks were very precious. The porcelain, even if the Song Hao has only one hand ago, his breathing.

He softly like the water in the summer, in the winter sun, sparkling light in the arms of Song.

A kiss is folded with another, and the breathing is rolled into a deeper and more sweet magic dream.

Wet, soft, as the end of the two fish, mixed with warm breath.

It's rare to master the initiative, just like a child. The sensitive neuron releases the neurotransmitter, floating, and the joy and excitement will slowly disperse the pain.

Lovers are the best anesthetic.

Although Lin Rong and Song Jun will not come back at this time, but I know that I am still a little uneasy, and only the sense of reason is in my mind, which makes him more sensitive, sitting on him. Will shake.

I am afraid that he is catching up, Song Yizhao licked the shoulders of the blanket next to it.

"Not cold." I sent sweat when I was so soft, my hands were on the sofa. When I sink, I kissed the eyebrows and eyes of Song. The frequency of breathing is gradually consistent, and the waist is hidden, and she can't hide.

The movie is so unknowingly putting an end, and the hair is sweating. After he is smashed into the ear, he is a little disseminated, but he doesn't want to press Song, so he holds the sofa, but by Song Yu Block.

"Hold it for a while." His voice is hoarse, calling his baby.

"Well." When I was knowing, I leaned in him, but I didn't dare to force it, and some gaps hanging on the chest. I took a small party and looked up again, and he histed his mouth. I saw that his neck slightly red, which may be the reason for just hard.

Nothing, I thought about the very happy male high school students in the hospital.

He didn't want Song Yu, I want Song Yu happy.

I know the neck of Song, the end of the hook, the forehead also resists him, and the eyes are humid, and there is a little unfuck. He is like imitating, but it is not like spoiled, no matter what he says, it is innocent.

"Husband." He looked loudly, and there was a sticky nasal sound that was brought in the past.

Song Yu is obviously not thought.

From the eyes of him slightly, I saw the Song Yuxi who was unrestrained when I know.

This seems to give him an encouragement, and I love to take his lips very cute. I have a small voice once again, "my husband."

The blanket of his shoulder slipped down and exposed a beautiful spondyluggus line.

Song Yuqing cleared his throat, and wrapped his blanket for him, then smashed his face, tangible, "Scholars fine."

"Okay." Le knows that the blanket is got up, and the lips, "it's almost, anyway, I am not learning."

He is so cold, from the legs of Song Yu, pick up the plus velvet sweater set by yourself to the ground, and then look at Song Yu and found that his neck and ear are red. .

There is no difference between the 178-year-old boys in the hospital.

It turns out that Song Yu will be embarrassed, so pure, and some simply have formed a huge contrast.

"This movie is finished." The sweaters when I know just hide the leg root. He took the remote control to look at the TV. "Do you want to see? How about the comedy? This science fiction It seems that it is good. "

The picture is jumped on a film poster, and I know how to find a good-looking movie. Suddenly I have sighted the Song, I can't hear it.

He quickly turned his head, found that Song Yu wrinkled, and left hand on the injured right arm, a pair is very painful.

"Is it still hurt?" When I was known, I grabbed the remote control to him. I didn't want to have a good thing, so I also touched his arm, and then I said to Song, "but I can't do something decentralized, I am sore. "

"I am not letting you do it ..." Song Yu used a cry in the film to see the expression of the creature, showing obvious dissatisfaction with his misunderstanding.

When I knew it, I bowed my left hand, "What should I do? Take medicine." He said some children, and took a ring of Song Yu's unknown finger to wear it in his own index, and observed the sun.

The expression and tone of Song Dynasty were no natural.

"Call again ..."

"Ok?"

Song Yu glanced over, "... again called once, like just that."

It's so high proud, it is a cat.

I am very happy to vomit in my heart, then I have a good job, I should be a personal lip, a word, a tone, "my husband."

In addition, he also generously comes with a lot of words. I love you.