I Love You At The Right Time

His spirit and complexion are not as bad as those of sick people. When Su Ci first saw him, he did not believe that he was ill.

Even thought that this was just an excuse and a means for him to avoid her.

However, no one will joke about his health.

Wen Jin’an is even less.

She believed that he was really ill.

So, what’s wrong with him?

How serious?

Will it, okay?

She needs to know all this.

“Aren’t you tired?”

After waiting for half a day, Wen Jin’an spoke this sentence.

Su porcelain sighed and rubbed on his chest.

“Well, let you go for the time being today.”

With a sigh of relief, he bowed his head and kissed her ear. “Thank you, Porcelain.”

“However,” Su Ci hum when the words turned, “you also don’t think you can continue to hide me and perfunctory me, sooner or later you have to be honest and completely clear to me. Before that, you should organize your language well, huh?”

“I see.” He responded hoarsely.

“Well, let me go.”

“No, no.”

“Tut.” After losing his smile, Su Ci half sat up. “This bed is not enough for two people to sleep in. I’ll go to the sofa and you will have a good rest.”

“No, no.” Wen Jin’an twisted her eyebrows, like a child, tightening her waist, but refused to loosen it.

When Su porcelain moved, he held it tighter.

Raise the corners of her mouth, she reached out and held Wen Jin’an’s nose, “what are you doing? Let go of your hand quickly. I won’t leave. I’ll be on the sofa.”

Wen Jin’an looked at her and shook his head very seriously.

The meaning is very obvious.

Just don’t let it go.

“Then we will sleep like this?”

He nodded.

“But it is very crowded.”

He thought for a moment, lay down on his own, and then carried Su porcelain to himself with his arms fixed.

A low male voice came from above her head, “All right, don’t squeeze, go to sleep.”

How to sleep here?

“Jin’an.” Raising her face, she blinked, “Be good.”

“…”

“Shall we make do with it at noon and add a bed here at night?”

After thinking about it, it is barely acceptable.

Wen Jin’an was reluctant to let her go.

Su Ci put on his shoes, pulled up his chair and sat down on the bed. He tucked him in the corner of the quilt. “Sleep, I look at you.”

Wen Jin’an took her hand and closed her eyes.

His sleep was so quiet.

Su porcelain looked at, look at the heart fever.

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He is asleep.

Slowly pulled out her hand, Su porcelain waited and made sure Wen Jin’an was really asleep. Only then did she come out of the ward lightly.

Taking out her cell phone, she dialed a number.

At that time, a restaurant near the hospital.

In the private room, Yan Li poked at the peanuts on the plate and sighed.

“What’s your sigh? You see, Su porcelain has come and she has made up with Ann. Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Good thing?” Hearing this, Yan Li fried his hair.

As soon as the chopsticks were thrown away, he stared at Yang You. “It was originally a good thing, and I don’t know who abruptly messed up the good thing! I said why don’t you have a brain? If you don’t have a brain, you can’t even control your mouth!”

“Hey! Who are you talking about? Fuck!” Yang You struck the table and became angry.

“Do you still have the face to be angry?” Yan Li sneered repeatedly.

“How can I be ashamed? Tell me, how can I…”

“Enough!”

Interrupting the childish quarrel between the two men, Zuo Streamer rubbed his temples with a headache. “Are you two kindergartens? Don’t bb if you can do it!”

He ped his words and the two were quiet.

Those who should eat should eat, and those who should drink should drink water.

Look at Yan Li and Yang You. Zuo Streamer snorted, “Promise!”

“Bell!”

Just then, the cell phone rang suddenly.

“Whose cell phone!” Yan Li shouted.

Yang You pie his mouth and pointed to his coat on the back of the chair. “Yours.”

Yan Li： “…”

Silently took out his cell phone, a look at the electric person, his eyes flashing, “Su porcelain! It’s Su porcelain!”

“Su porcelain?” Yang You, probe over.