The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Song Yujing lowered his head and continued writing.

Make a sound.

“If nothing happens, you can go out. ”

Su Yan is serious

“One more thing. ”

Song Yu-jing did not speak.

Su Yanchuan

“I've been in the hospital for two days. Su Xiaohua and Su Xiaohua are going to school to take care of you. ”

“Who's Su Jiao? Who's Su Xiaohua? ”

Listen to Song Yu Jing's indifferent voice.

Apparently, he's not pretending.

He really doesn't.

“My brother, they just moved in with us the day before yesterday. ”

Just as the nurse knocked on the door and hurried in.

“Dr. Song, there's an emergency in bed 13! ”

Song Yujing stood up from his seat. When he walked away, Su Yan took it seriously.

“That's a gift for you, don't forget to remove it. ”

After that, Su Yan walked out.

Knowing he's going to be busy.

and stopped bothering him.

She walked to her ward.

The walking position was crippled and the ankle of the right foot was injured.

Three days later.

Su Yan is still in the hospital.

Because she walked out of bed unauthorized these past few days, which deepened the place where her ankle twisted.

Today, Su Smoke's right ankle is swollen like a bun.

She lay in bed, flipping through the latest fashion magazines.

There's a complaint from Xiaohua.

“Sister, will you stop him from sending me? ”

“Hmm?”

“That's Song Yu Jing, I don't want him to give it to me!! ”

As he said, Xiaohua burst into Su Smoke's arms with tears.

“Why?”

Su Smoke was a bit confused. At first, wasn't he happy?

“He asked me to ride in a plastic bag. I don't want to."

Xiaohua opened her mouth and closed her eyes to cry.

Looks like a grievance.

Then look at Su Qiu next to him.

Su Yan asked

“And you? ”

“Fine. ”

Su Jiao is very calm.

“You want a plastic bag in the car, too? ”

“No need.”

“Why?”

“I take a disinfectant bath every time. ”

Speaking of which, Little Huawei cried.

The more I cry, the more I grieve.

“That thing smells bad. He had to use that bath to get me in the car, or he had to put a plastic bag in it. ”

He's not taking a bath with something that smells bad. He's taking a baby's bath lotion.

The sweet and fragrant kind.

Su Xiaohua was crying.

When the door opened.

It suddenly stopped crying.

Then, he jumped into Su Cigarette's arms.

Song Yu-jing, the bad guy is here.

If he finds himself in a confession, will he soak it in that stinking water??

Song Yu looked to the bed and saw Su Xiaohua lying in Su's smoke arms.

He walked over.

Su Yan reached out and grabbed his arm.

My eyes are pounding.

“When can I be discharged? ”

She probably got used to it.

There will be a sense of exclusion at first.

As a result, he would no longer refuse, but seemed, less excluded.

And the most important thing that keeps him from being excluded is.

She doesn't have the smell of all sorts of bad perfumes piled up on her.

Smells like disinfectant water.

He doesn't exclude.

Song Yu Jing made a noise

“Raise another three days. ”

Su Cigarette nodded

“Okay."

She asked.

“Did you get it? ”

“What?”

“A gift. ”

Mm-hmm.

Ever since Su Yan sent him a message that day.

He gets what she gets every day.

The closet in his infirmary is almost full.

He had just begun to very clearly reject her.

But it seems the woman doesn't care about his refusal.

Still delivers every day.