Enoch parked the car far away from the hospital, because this area was a street and cars were not allowed inside, so everyone carried their things and walked.
Ji Shaoyou and Ji Ying'er followed behind carrying two big boxes. Ji Ying'er was okay, but Ji Shaoyou's clothes were soaked through and he was sweating profusely.
In front were the evil Gu Qingcheng and Enoch, talking and laughing all the way.
Damn it, Gu Qingcheng, let me see if I don’t look good to you when I go back. As a man, what kind of hero is it to let a woman carry a box from behind? (Author: You still know that you are a woman~~~~)
Just as I was thinking about it, four people walked towards me.
Damn it, you guys have set up camp here, why do you see them every day?
Ji Shaoyou lowered his head lower, not wanting them to see.
But it just didn't work out as expected. I really don't know if it's because their eyesight is too strong or because she has too strong a sense of presence.
"Ji Shaoyou." Xia Junlin's voice slowly sounded, and Ji Shaoyou no longer even thought about swearing in his heart.
"what."
As soon as he uttered this sentence, Ji Shaoyou suddenly felt a light touch on his back. He looked up and saw Chun Yunan looking at him with a smile, "It's very heavy. Let me get it."
Xia Junlin couldn't stand the look of Chun Yunan the most, "Why are you here?"
"Sister is here to pick Brother Qingcheng up from the hospital." Ji Yinger interrupted.
"Brother Qingcheng? Who is it?" Xia Junlin asked.
"Me." Gu Qingcheng said.
The two men looked at each other, and their eyes looked like a competition between love rivals.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
The very tacit opening made Ji Shaoyou speechless.
"none of your business."
"none of your business."
"..."
"..."
"Don't imitate me."
"Don't imitate me."
"Excuse me..." Ji Shaoyou couldn't stand it anymore, "Are you two doing cross talk here?"
"What's his relationship with you?" Xia Junlin asked.
Ji Shaoyou said impatiently, "Why do you have so many questions? Last time I saw Qian Chengbing asked the same question, and now I still ask the same question. What does this have to do with you?"
Xia Junlin frowned.
Seeing this situation, Gu Qingcheng almost understood. He smiled and put his arm around Ji Shaoyou's shoulders, "He is my fiancée and I am his fiancé. Are you satisfied with this answer?"