So, Li Nian felt relieved and asked: "Did you go to the hospital? Are you okay?"
"No." A smile appeared on Wen Jiaren's lips, and he still cared about her.
"It's okay, hang up." Li Nian shrugged and planned to end the call.
But suddenly I heard Wen Jiaren's stopping voice coming from inside: "Li Nian, I miss you, can you go home and see me?"
When Li Nian heard these words, he was silent for a while. His fingers were slightly retracted with strength, and his joints turned white.
For a long time, he frowned, his face was calm, his tone was gentle, but cold: "I'm not free now."
"Oh." It was another single consonant, and there seemed to be a little bit of disappointment in the tone. However, then her slightly energetic voice came again: "Okay, you are busy, I'm hanging up."
Hastily hung up.
Li Nian's heart sank when he heard the busy tone on the phone.
After a long time, he handed the phone to Zhu Ye.
Seeing Li Nian like this, Zhu Ye poured a glass of ice water and handed it to Li Nian, and then said: "Why don't you go see her? If you're worried, just go and see her. You'd better save face and suffer..."
When Li Nian heard such words, he did not answer. Instead, he thought about it carefully, then looked at Zhu Ye, and said with a little irritability: "If I guessed correctly, the fetal gas has something to do with me.
Wen Jiaren was holding the phone, and she was in a daze. Seeing this situation, Sister-in-law Wu came over, brought her a cup of tonic, and said slowly: "Men need to be coaxed, Master Nian, he is being complimented."
If you are used to it, you will definitely not be used to being deceived, but there is nothing you can do about it."
"What can we do?" Wen Jiaren turned her head, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"As the saying goes, if you quarrel at the head of the bed and end up at the end of the bed, you may not be in good health right now, but you can still make him happy. Man, the lower body and the heart are connected..."
