At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the white and soft and frequent yawn, her eyelids were really can't open, so they said that "the other, I am tired, go to the nearby hotel to open a room. Take a break. "
Also glanced at the two white home bodyguards outside the ward. "There is a white family of people in the door of the ward, the grandfather's safety, must not be unlucky, don't blame me, if I have broken my body, I believe Grandpa will also distract me. I will come over tomorrow morning. "
What afraid of getting crowd, the reason why the white is soft and sleep is to find the crown.
In fact, Fang Xinxin is clear, white quiet to show hypodegenesis, it is very consumed.
She only has a better effect in the spirit, best in the best, so it is not too tired.
Baichenxi also wants to know what the sister has any countermeasures, so it is also left.
After two people gone, Fang Xinxin gave Arenica, "Like Long Jingyuan, I get a high imitation of exquisite person."
Some of the masks are exquisite than moving movies. If you don't look carefully, you can truthfully.
This intensive ward is not safe for Long Jingyuan.
It is necessary to take step in advance.
Aaron replied to a "ok" gesture.
Fang Xinxin told the bodyguard. Before the white quiet, I went to the hospital again, she went to another Dragon VIP ward in the same floor.
The VIP is placed in two beds. One of them is lying on the dragon, and the other empty bed is sometimes sleeping in the hospital.
She also has to sleep, because of their own special features, it has to maintain the best effect when the mental state is good.
Sitting on the front of the father's bed, Fang Xinxin got to help him with the corner, looked at him, and suddenly thought of Long Jingyuan.
I remember that when I saw Long Jingyuan in White, she felt a very familiar feeling, but I couldn't think of it, why is it.
Now understand, the original, the father of the dragon and the dragon and the dragon are sometimes very similar.
How can two people who are not coherent?
"Dad, I am with my mother's surname, your surname dragon, is it your mother and surnamed Dragon?" Fang Xinxin remembered that he had asked his father.
The father didn't give birth to her, but I held her, "said seriously," I was a daughter, I follow my father's surname. My father, that is, your grandfather once said that the ancestor surname must not change, So, Dad's surname dragon. "
"But I don't keep with you, some people will joke you."
"For your mother, a few jokes have a few words. Again, no matter who you are, you are my father's bone blood, is a little baby of Dad."
"The father is also my big baby!" Her tender text answers.
"Xinxin is really!" Dragon is unfortunately, I can't help but kiss her little face.
Fang Xinxin returned to God from memories, looked at the father lying on the bed, there is a little sad, muttering the lips, "Dad, I don't know when you can wake up? The daughter is unfortunately, I didn't have a good filial piety before. I hope you can wake up, let me filial your filial piety. I want to hear you call me a little baby. "
The Dragon's right hand smashed slightly trembled, because his hand was in the quilt, Fang Xinxin did not see.