Su Yan was a little happy.

But I don't know how to express it.

So only kiss him.

Song Yujing approached but did not hug her.

Just close.

Keep your head down.

“Out? ”

Su Smoke nodded and reached out to hold him.

Song Yujing couldn't help but snap his lips.

Quickly regained its cold and icy appearance.

He knew she'd hug him.

Seems like his wife loves getting in touch with him.

Or hug, or hold hands.

Or drag her clothes.

Anyway, as long as he's here, he always likes to stay close to him.

He doesn't like to be touched.

But this man is his own wife.

And like him, he likes to use disinfectant.

Well, no exclusion.

Su Smoke didn't know what he was thinking.

It's just a way.

“Wanna go to dinner? ”

She's hungry.

Just talking.

Su Yan's phone vibrated.

She pulled out her phone.

It's another call from a guy named Baby Heart.

She only glanced at it and turned it off.

Waiting for her to raise her head again.

Look at Song Yu Jing.

It's still that cold face.

But she just felt that this face was colder than before.

She sees him not talking.

Asked again.

“Going to dinner? ”

Song Yujing reached out and ripped Su Yan's hand.

Sit back in position.

“Don't go. ”

He picked up those words cold and cold.

And I looked at the patients next to me.

Su Yan was stunned by him.

“Are you... not hungry? ”

She looked at the time, it was 12: 30.

If you don't eat, do you have the strength to see your patients?

Song Yu-jing didn't answer.

It was as if the night had returned to the beginning.

He treated her like air, when the two of them were indifferent.

She went up and pulled his clothes.

“Aren't you hungry? ”

You can't die without a meal.

But I'm afraid he's starving.

When she was thinking, she looked at the cake on the table.

If he's hungry, he can eat cake too.

Think about it after that.

Su Smoke is gone.

She just left the clinic door.

Song Yujing smashed the rose.

He sat in a chair with no expression on his face and his eyes closed to calm his mind.

Seems so big, never for a moment as angry as it is now.

As if that anger was about to swallow his mind.

Just now, that phone note on her phone was heartbeat baby??

- Who is it?

Song Yu Jing thought about it for a long time.

Then, a person's message was rated in his mind.

After that, Song Yu-jing's face turned blue.

She gave herself uninterrupted gifts while still hooking up with the lover??

Remind him again, sweetheart?

That lover is her sweetheart, so what is he?

Does she see herself only as a nominal husband?

Song Yujing's thoughts are mixed.

Anger overwhelms reason.

The dark eyes are extraordinarily unseen.

The pen in my hand snapped and pressed against the paper.

Left a drop of ink.

Su Yan didn't recall anything until he returned to the ward.

When she came out, she always felt that Song Yu-jing looked bad.

Seems angry.

But I can't imagine what it is for.

And the flowers, and the kisses.

Is it because you kissed him?

He has a cleanliness habit that he can't stand.

No, he didn't look angry when he kissed him.

And I want her to keep kissing.

Su Yan thought about it for a long time.

Finally, the key points were found.

Since when does he look wrong?

It starts by pulling out your phone and pressing the phone.