The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 637 Difficult to Serve Uncle (4)

Fan Qingling hid in the toilet, covering her mouth with her right hand, her tears were like broken pearls, one after another.

She felt her chest wringing and wrenching, and her wet clothes were tightly pressed against her navel, which was extraordinarily cold in this icy night.

However, she didn't feel it, because she was no longer that delicate little girl. In the past few years, what kind of suffering has she not suffered?What is that?
Before I knew it, half an hour passed.

In the ward, Zhou Jue's face was getting darker and darker. He was lying on the bed, his head sober that he could no longer be sober.

"Where did this woman go? You won't run away after scolding her?" Zhou Jue said to himself.

"Isn't my several million dollars just for naught?" He clenched his fists tightly, and the corners of his mouth twisted in anger.

"Damn it, wouldn't it be cheaper to find a nurse directly if I knew it earlier. The nurse only costs a few hundred yuan a night, and I don't need to look at her face."

After adjusting her mood, Fan Qingling, who came back again, just arrived at the door, when she heard the complaint from the man on the bed, she stopped in her footsteps, and her face became more and more ugly.

"I'm sorry, I was a little uncomfortable just now." Fan Qingling clenched his fists, glanced at his profile, and said apologetically.

Zhou Jue turned around quickly and saw her haggard face, red eyes, and still wet clothes.

"Uncomfortable?" He froze.

"Then don't go get the medicine." He shouted very angrily.

Fan Qingling blinked at him with a pair of dark, water-clear eyes.

Zhou Jue's ears turned red, "You can't spend your money in vain. If you are sick, who will take care of you?"

Fan Qingling, who was full of anticipation just now, gradually dimmed after hearing his words, and replied "yes" softly.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and get the medicine." The ward fell into awkward silence again, and Zhou Jue's anger burst out again uncontrollably. He looked at her with cold eyes, and really wanted to break her head away for a look. , Is it filled with bean curd residue?

Didn't you just say you were uncomfortable?Take medicine if you feel uncomfortable.

Fan Qingling turned around, and a voice came from behind, "Go find a hair dryer to dry your clothes."

"I don't care about you." At the end, he added another sentence. He didn't know if it was to cover up his embarrassment, or if he really didn't care about her, for fear that she would be sick and no one would take care of her.

The door was closed again, and Zhou Jue was in a bad mood again. He felt that he was sick, and this sickness was related to that woman.

"Annoyed, annoyed, annoyed...don't torture me anymore..." Zhou Jue growled, but after venting, he was still panicked.

campus dormitory
"Yanran..." Lu Yanan hesitated to speak to Shan Yanran several times, holding the phone with one hand.

"What's wrong with you tonight?" Shan Yanran raised her head, met her nervous expression, and asked strangely.

"Yan Ran, I want to tell you something..." Lu Yanan walked over and gave her a cautious look.

"What's the matter?" Shan Yanran was taking care of her skin, patting her face lightly, her eyes facing the mirror.

"You have to be mentally prepared, don't get too excited." Lv Yahan looked at the fair-skinned woman in the mirror, who looked like a jelly-ball, and sighed that she was really beautiful.

She really didn't understand, why did that man prefer vixens despite his good family background, good looks, good grades, and good popularity?
Are all men guilty of fandom?Like to eat from a bowl and look into a pot?

(End of this chapter)