The corners of Mu Wanqing's mouth twitched fiercely.
Staring at the man standing at the door and mocking him with extremely angry eyes, Mu Wanqing felt furious, picked up the lunch box and threw it at him without mercy.
When Yang Mufan saw it, his eyes turned cold, and he easily turned sideways to avoid the attack.
Seeing the smashed lunch box, Yang Mufan immediately roared angrily: "Mu Wanqing, why are you crazy?! I kindly helped you deliver dinner, but you didn't appreciate it and said thank you, but you actually used it to hit me?
!”
Mu Wanqing's chest heaved violently, and she yelled back in a louder and worse voice: "I didn't ask you to give me this perverted dinner."
Perhaps, if it were other women, seeing the bomb, they would be scared out of their wits.
However, the roses that bloomed after the bomb exploded were indeed very romantic.
This method is also consistent with Yang Mufan's perverted character.
However, she didn't know why, but when she saw Yang Mufan, she felt angry.
No matter how much he tried to please her, she never felt happy at all.
When Yang Mufan heard her roar, which knew no heights and heights, and was not afraid of death, her handsome face suddenly became filled with dark clouds.
When did he admire Fan, when did he put so much effort into pleasing a woman?! He lowered his face, put aside his pride, and came to the hospital to see her. This was enough to be humble. As a result, this woman not only didn't appreciate her, but became more arrogant and domineering every time.
His attitude became more and more vicious every time. I really thought he admired Fan, couldn't find a woman, and had to cling to her, didn't he?!
"Mu Wanqing, I just want to ask you one last question: Do you really don't want to see me?!" Yang Mufan asked.
The voice was very low and cold.
Mu Wanqing blurted out without even thinking: "It's not that I don't want to see you..."
Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of Fan Heijing.
However——
After a slight pause, Mu Wanqing added what she had not finished: "But, I really, really, really don't want to see you!!"
"..." In an instant, Yang Mufan's face became particularly gloomy and frightening.
He stared at her coldly for a few seconds, then, with a "pop" sound, he kicked the door hard and walked away without even turning his head.
Mu Wanqing's chest was still heaving violently.
She gasped for air.
After a long time, she realized that she had been so excited just now that she had torn the wound on her abdomen.
The dazzling red penetrated the thick gauze and came out again.
She covered her abdomen and raised her hand with difficulty to press the bell...
She lay on the bed like a mummy, turned to look at the door, and heard the "rumbling" sound of protest coming from her stomach. She raised her lips and said, "Yang Mufan, you bastard, it's all your fault that I didn't have dinner."
!!”
If he hadn't come to the hospital to cause trouble, the food in the hospital cafeteria would have been a bit poor.
But, you can always fill your stomach, right?!
Missing the dinner time, she had to wait until the next morning.
She had lost so much blood, and she should have taken a good supplement. But... she didn't have any supplements, but she didn't even have dinner.
Perhaps when a person is injured and sick, it is not only the body that is vulnerable, but also the soul. The corners of Mu Wanqing's mouth twitched fiercely.
Staring at the man standing at the door and mocking him with extremely angry eyes, Mu Wanqing felt furious, picked up the lunch box and threw it at him without mercy.
When Yang Mufan saw it, his eyes turned cold, and he easily turned sideways to avoid the attack.
Seeing the smashed lunch box, Yang Mufan immediately roared angrily: "Mu Wanqing, why are you crazy?! I kindly helped you deliver dinner, but you didn't appreciate it and said thank you, but you actually used it to hit me?
!”
Mu Wanqing's chest heaved violently, and she yelled back in a louder and worse voice: "I didn't ask you to give me this perverted dinner."
Perhaps, if it were other women, seeing the bomb, they would be scared out of their wits.
However, the roses that bloomed after the bomb exploded were indeed very romantic.
This method is also consistent with Yang Mufan's perverted character.
However, she didn't know why, but when she saw Yang Mufan, she felt angry.
No matter how much he tried to please her, she never felt happy at all.
When Yang Mufan heard her roar, which knew no heights and heights, and was not afraid of death, her handsome face suddenly became filled with dark clouds.
When did he admire Fan, when did he put so much effort into pleasing a woman?! He lowered his face, put aside his pride, and came to the hospital to see her. This was enough to be humble. As a result, this woman not only didn't appreciate her, but became more arrogant and domineering every time.
His attitude became more and more vicious every time. I really thought he admired Fan, couldn't find a woman, and had to cling to her, didn't he?!
"Mu Wanqing, I just want to ask you one last question: Do you really don't want to see me?!" Yang Mufan asked.
The voice was very low and cold.
Mu Wanqing blurted out without even thinking: "It's not that I don't want to see you..."
Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of Fan Heijing.
However——
After a slight pause, Mu Wanqing added what she had not finished: "But, I really, really, really don't want to see you!!"
"..." In an instant, Yang Mufan's face became particularly gloomy and frightening.
He stared at her coldly for a few seconds, then, with a "pop" sound, he kicked the door hard and walked away without even turning his head.
Mu Wanqing's chest was still heaving violently.
She gasped for air.
After a long time, she realized that she had been so excited just now that she had torn the wound on her abdomen.
The dazzling red penetrated the thick gauze and came out again.
She covered her abdomen and raised her hand with difficulty to press the bell...
She lay on the bed like a mummy, turned to look at the door, and heard the "rumbling" sound of protest coming from her stomach. She raised her lips and said, "Yang Mufan, you bastard, it's all your fault that I didn't have dinner."
!!”
If he hadn't come to the hospital to cause trouble, the food in the hospital cafeteria would have been a bit poor.
But, you can always fill your stomach, right?!
Missing the dinner time, she had to wait until the next morning.
She had lost so much blood, and she should have taken a good supplement. But... she didn't have any supplements, but she didn't even have dinner.
Perhaps when a person is injured and sick, it is not only the body that is vulnerable, but also the soul.
