Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Speaking of which, Qin Shiting really had some say. After all, Mo Jingshen had just taken the season warm to his house a few days ago to abuse his dog, and he picked and cooked meals. He wouldn't even let Season warm cook meat. Let him, the man with the scalpel knife, cut meat for him.

Haven't been in the kitchen in four years, rarely went in again, still forced by Mojing.

He looked at Li Nanheng and said: "You don't have any luck. It was really nice to warm up my family's vegetable salad and cool mix just a while ago. If there wasn't someone around to protect her, I'd probably taste more of her craftsmanship. The young lady will cook now, and it's not too uncomfortable to put these three words on her. ”

Nanheng Lazy Yangtze: “Really? ”

Mojing looked deeply at the time, and when he opened his mouth, he wrote very slightly: "What nonsense? To hear you two care about my woman here? ”

Li Nanheng: “...”

Qin Shiting smiled with a deep and unpredictable smile: “Just get used to it. ”

Later, somehow, when Mo Jingshen made a phone call to Ji Wen, he actually hung up.

Mojing squinted deeply.

Qin Shiting sat idly on the other side of the square sofa drinking wine, gently shaking the square cup in his hand. “If you dare to hang up your phone, Seasonal Warm is really the first one. When she comes, I'll have to compliment her. She's really good. ”

The tone dropped for a moment, Qin Shiting looked at him and said: “It's not too early. Don't let anything happen. Should we go to her? ”

Li Nanheng looked at the time: “Feng Ling is with her, there will be no problems. She definitely hung up this phone. I put my best person next to his woman. If this can still go wrong, isn't it too sorry that I cultivated Feng Ling for many years? ”

Mo Jingdeep took the phone and walked back at the same time. Before he sat down on the couch, he kicked Li Nanheng's leg off the crystal coffee table. After he sat down, he said indifferently: "If you don't get Feng Ling away from you again, you're afraid he'll die directly in her hands. ”

Li Nanheng was suddenly choked by a cigarette and coughed up to the bottom of his eyes to spill some blood silk before he got a little tough: “What the fuck do you mean I'll die in her hands? ”

Mo Jingdeep two waves of laughter: “I see you've been really idle lately. ”

“Why? I'm free. You want to fight me?” Nanheng was holding a smoke and squeezing his glasses.

“Don't you two, stay away from me if you want to kill each other. I don't want to drag two seriously injured patients back to the hospital in the middle of the night. I have to work nights today.” Qin Shiting had no expression on his face.

Half an hour later, the season's warmth finally came to Zijingcheng.

The couple started spreading dog food wildly again, Li Nanheng couldn't help but mock: “Didn't this woman dare to hang up on you just now and turn around and become a careful liver? Even a glass of juice has to be heated. How delicate is it? ”

Qin Shiting carelessly poured wine: “I've already seen it, you have to get used to it, but medically, women should really drink less cold, drink as much hot as possible, it's good for the body. ”

Li Nanheng cried coldly: “You are really poisoned by these two mouths, you are not conscious enough to shout the flag for them. ”

Qin Shiting still smiled carelessly: “Do you think I'm easy? I think I've been abused for a long time by both of them. I've been abused from Stockholm Syndrome. I'm used to it. I don't get used to it for two days. ”

Li Nanheng remembered the phone call he had just received outside, and thought of buying a cake to celebrate his birthday later. He laughed at the couch immediately, relying on Hang Lang Dang. He turned his back and said: “Do you really want to be abused? All right, I'll make it up to you. ”

Qin Shiting noticed something because of his sudden speech. He looked at him coldly: “What is it? ”

Li Nanheng glanced at the door and the tone was deep: “Soon you will know. ”

Qin Shiting silently glanced at the door, and there was no one outside.

Until Li Nanheng got up and went out for a smoke. Seasonal warmth and Mo Jingshen were still in love with the show. Qin Shiting felt some hot eyes and poured himself a glass of wine, while rubbing his eyebrows.

There have been so many things going on in the hospital lately, I didn't say anything about getting up early, and the shift was arranged together. I haven't had much rest in the past month. Qin Shiting had a headache. With alcohol, I wouldn't mind sitting here and sleeping for a while.

After all, tonight won't be over so soon. After an hour of sleep, Li Nanheng is still drinking.

Outside the door, Li Nanheng went out to smoke, and saw Feng Ling standing outside. Feng Ling stood there as if he had not seen him. There was no emotion in his eyes.

Li Nanheng also had no expression to look back at. He picked up his phone and made a phone call.

The phone rang just a few times and was picked up: “I'm almost there, I'm still looking for a parking spot, just give me a minute. ”

Li Nanheng turned to the phone and said: “If I hadn't owed you such a debt, I wouldn't have let you see Qin Shiting again. ”

On the other side of the phone, singing the song and parking the car, then lifting his hand and holding his cell phone, he said silently, “I know, coming here today, I really meant it, after all, for your birthday. ”

“Come on, don't fuck with me. Qin Shiting's not here. Are you coming to give me my fucking birthday? What do I have to do with you?” Li Nanheng sneered: “My own brother has become in the past few years, I see that in your eyes, as for you, it will be your own business to go your way in the future. This person has returned the favor once, and you will never let me help you again. ”

The last time I met Li Jinser in the United States, I could feel his ridiculous and unaccompanied attitude from the way Li Nanheng looked at his eyes and attitude.

Qin Shiting these past few years...

Has anything changed?

She didn't know how much courage she had mustered, so she wanted to use Li Nanheng's birthday opportunity to send a cake to see him.

But at this moment, she suddenly didn't know whether she was coming or not.

She's not the popular one, is she?

Four years ago, he should have had other people around him, even if these old friends were still around, but she certainly wasn't the one standing in his world anymore.

The song turned to the cake in the co-pilot's seat, which she bought in a special queue with winemaking cherries, a cake in a dessert shop especially famous in Haicheng.

If Qin Shiting really doesn't want to see her...

“I'll get a Waiter to send you the cake.” Read the song.

Li Nanheng, as if he didn't hear her, just said: "If you want to come, just come in. Don't take it so long. This is the only chance. There is no second chance. ”

That's right, hang up the phone.

Drop the phone and look at the eye cake. Pick it up and get out of the car.

When I got out of the car, the wind blew, and I realized that I was already sweating in my hand.