Ji Rufeng laughed out loud.

Zhao Jian was helpless, "What's so funny?"

"You've been mine for the rest of your life, and you're not worth laughing about?"

Zhao Jian couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Relying on his shoulder, Zhao Jian closed his eyes, his heart feeling complicated.

What is love?

One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, the mind follows his destiny, and it all moves because of him.

So, it is really nothing wrong to say that it falls into him.

But what about him?

Do you think so?

"Are you still angry?"

Zhao Jian rolled her eyes. Can she still be born?

"Where is that end? Does it still hurt? Let's go to the hospital for a look?"

"don't want!"

Zhao Jian refused without thinking. She could tolerate going there normally, but if the person who was sick was her, Zhao Jian would rather go to the pharmacy to buy medicine by herself than go to the hospital.

"Or I'll let Jincheng come and have a look?"

"Forget it, don't bother." Zhao Jian got up and walked to the bed again, "I'll just have another sleep."

Ji Rufeng watched her lying down on the bed again and pressed her eyebrows. It hurt a little, but after sleeping for a long time, she couldn't fall asleep for a while.

Ji Rufeng walked over and pressed her eyebrows instead of her hand. The round fingertips fell on her forehead, and the force started to knead her with no small force.

Zhao Jian looked at him with his godless eyes, sighing silently in his heart. The chess difference made Jiang Xuerou's sympathy aggravate again.

"I don't like her."

Who she is, it goes without saying.

Ji Rufeng laughed, "Don't worry, I won't be like her."

“…”

Zhao Jian closed his eyes and felt a little annoyed.

How can two people be completely stable when they are together?

Take out his heart and put it here?

Check what color it is every day?

Zhao Jian continued to sigh, especially since she had been anxious since she remembered her mother just now.

She has been betting countless times when she was in a desperate situation.

Hopefully, this time, she is right.

Zhao Jian held Ji Rufeng's hand and said, "Let's sleep with me for a while."

"good."

Ji Rufeng went to bed and lay down beside her, and took the person into her arms.

Zhao Jian's hand touched his waist and soon felt the word engraved on his chest. He pursed his lips and stopped moving.

I thought I wouldn't fall asleep again, but when I lay in Ji Rufeng's arms, Zhao Jian fell asleep again without long.

When Ji Rufeng was also a little confused, his phone suddenly rang.

He carefully took the phone over and saw a message from Jiang Xuerou. I don’t know if it was sent after countless modifications. He was careful in his words and had no expected ingredients.

"My friends finally calmed down a little. I hope that it will be completely relieved in a short while. It will cause trouble and inconvenience to you and Miss Zhao. I feel very guilty and sincerely apologize here. I am sorry."

Ji Rufeng was stunned for a while when he looked at the message, then replied, "It's not your fault, there is no need to blame yourself. A Jian and I want to thank you. If you have time, I will invite you to dinner."

Guangci Hospital.

Jiang Xuerou looked at the message and a smile appeared on Chunliang's face. This time, she got what she wanted.

Two days later, when Zhao Xu went to Guo Qifeng for a follow-up visit again, Zhao Jian and Guo Qifeng knocked on the door of Jiang Xuerou's ward together.

After thinking about it, Ji Rufeng still found a job related to painting. In his heart, he still didn't want Jiang Xuerou to put down his brush. However, he would no longer ask Jiang Xuerou to go to his gallery, but instead found a job to enlighten children in painting.
Chapter completed!