Pei Mochen's slender white fingers pressed on Cheng Ningyou's abdomen like playing a piano, and his lips came close to her ear, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
It would be a waste if this girl didn't become an actress. She can act, fight, and has a pretty face. The most important thing is that she has a very good understanding now.
My stomach hurts. This is really difficult to do.
The posture of the two of them was too ambiguous. Pei Moden's tone was low and gentle. Cheng Ningyou felt that the blood in her body suddenly swelled. She shrank her neck and shook her head, "No, no, it's probably caused by the excessive action just now."
One hand was tightly tugging on Pei Mochen's shirt. Her stomach really hurt, and it was sudden, like a sign before her aunt's arrival.
At this time, it seems that my aunt has not been here for almost three months. She has forgotten about this incident. Now that her stomach hurts so much, she is probably coming.
But this girl, she can act casually, why should she be so ambiguous? I wonder if she has poor self-control.
The man standing in front of him began to sweat on his forehead when he saw this, "Director Pei, why don't you take Miss Zhang to the hospital for a checkup?"
People of the older generation who hang out in the upper class know that the Pei and Zhang families have been married since they were young. Pei Mochen has never had a female companion except for taking his sister-in-law who is recognized by the outside world.
A few days ago, the news about the return of his childhood sweetheart was making a lot of noise. Anyone who knew anything knew who the girl standing next to him was. Naturally, her surname was Zhang.
Cheng Ningyou was quite surprised when he heard this, "Do you know me?"
After she returned to China, except for Pei Mochen, Lu Xiaojian and Pei Ruomian, she never met anyone else who knew her. She usually stayed at home and didn't go out. It seemed that she would be more active in places with a wide social circle like this in the future.
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The man smiled honestly, "We had dinner together when Miss Zhang's father was alive."
Cheng Ningyou's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked excitedly, "Are you talking about my father?"
When alive? What do you mean? There was a thud in the heart, and his face suddenly became frightened. The hand held by Pei Mochen was full of sweat. The other hand was grabbing Pei Mochen's clothes, and he was grabbing more and more.
The tighter.
Pei Mochen didn't expect that Cheng Ning would care about the title Miss Zhang, and was thinking about how to interrupt the topic.
Wu Yifan happened to appear at this time, "Why is it so lively?"
Glancing at the four beaten girls, his eyes turned lazily to Cheng Ningyou, who had messy hair, raised the corners of his mouth, and then smiled with his white teeth exposed.
"Classmate Cheng was bullied in a public place? Who bullied him? Look at this disheveled person." He walked up to Cheng Ningyou and looked at the torn place of Cheng Ningyou's clothes with a playful smile, "Teacher Pei's taste now
He’s also getting heavier.”
His narrow eyes were slightly curved, and there was a lot of joking in his tone.
Pei Mochen put his face close to Wu Yifan's ear, curled his lips and smiled evilly, "Do you want everyone to know how boring you are usually?"
If you dare to make a joke in a public place, this kid thinks the paintings here are not valuable and wants him to set them on fire?
Wu Yifan also smiled and leaned into his ear, boldly provoking, "Thank you for your praise, Teacher Pei. My sultry energy is really not worth mentioning in front of you. Student Cheng's body is thin, so be careful and destroy it."
Although the two of them laughed darkly and spoke in a low voice, someone still heard it, which sparked a flurry of discussion.
