Playing to the death and cheating on you

After lunch, Zhuzhu and Doctor Tufang left. 【】Before she left, she whispered in Feng Feng's ear: "My mother-in-law still talks about Liu Yongkang every day. If she sees Ye Jia, she promises not to blame you anymore..."

Feng Feng blushed, and said in a low voice: "I'll definitely go see your mother-in-law when I'm well, she's really interesting. And Liu Yongkang, he's such a good person. If it wasn't for Ye Jia, I might really marry him..."

"Forget it, who are you lying to? With Ye Jia, Liu Yongkang will never have a chance in his life. According to gossip, someone introduced him to a girl yesterday, and the conditions are not bad. Feng Feng, don't be delusional."

"Hehe, isn't this better?"

"Feng Feng, I'm just happy. I've finally passed your big burden to Ye Jia, so I don't have to worry about it, haha."

"What are you talking about? I'm not well yet, you have to come and see me."

"I'm afraid I'll become a light bulb, so I won't come to see you anymore. We'll meet again when you recover."

"Okay."

A thick carpet is spread on the grass, and the well-cared for lawn is still green and shiny, but the tall ginkgo tree next to it can't "care" - the yellow leaves are falling on the grass one by one, giving the lawn a sporadic pavement. A layer of pale yellow.

Occasionally there is a breeze, and those yellow leaves will swirl and float onto the carpet.

The afternoon sun was shining, and even though it was winter, it was still warm.

Ye Jia took out some novels and put them on the carpet, and they turned out to be martial arts novels and some Wesley novels.Feng Feng laughed: "I thought you read those profound books."

Ye Jia blinked: "I think this kind of book is more profound and interesting. Ten years ago, I was very tired of studying. I spent two months reading martial arts novels every day, and almost changed my career to become a martial arts novel writer, haha , I’m going to write it, Xiaofeng, and no one will praise Jin Yong Gulong anymore..."

This kind of Ye Jia was no longer polite, he laughed like a mess, pinched the green grass juice from the green grass with his hand, splashed it on his body, regardless of whether it stained his clothes or not.

Feng Feng suddenly discovered that he was not an elegant and generous gentleman, he was simply a confident and arrogant boy, like many ordinary boys, he liked to brag in front of the girls he liked.

She laughed, and sat beside him, stretching out her hand to pick a small purple flower from the meadow——the meadow in winter is full of such small wild flowers, purple, pink, and dark blue—I don’t know the species, and I don’t know the whole world. The reason for the warming is that the flowering period of the small wildflower itself is winter.

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