"Even if the spare tire is selected in the end, a number of thorns have been eliminated, and the power is firmly in the hands of the elder brother.
In the end." In the end, he was not only played by the big brother in the midst of applause, but also distracted everyone's attention in the short term.
After the change of mind, the big brother took it easy. It was really not a good plan!
Nan Baihao was stunned. He stood in the study in a daze, and the layers of doubts in his mind were sorted out by his second brother. After he figured it out, he suddenly laughed, "Haha, I told you earlier! This is good! This is very, very good.
!”
Gu Shaocheng was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He looked at the time and guessed that Chenxing should wake up, so he hummed softly: "Push me to the bedroom."
"Hey, no, brother, let's have a chat."
"Facing your face will ruin my mood."
"Then let the second brother play chess with you. Second brother, right? You two play chess, and I will watch from the side." His mood suddenly brightened, and he wanted to spend more time with his elder brother.
However, they had a good chat and thought well.
Somewhere a few days later, when a poor man who was thrown into the desert and could only watch one hour of TV every day saw a short one-minute press conference on the news on the TV screen.
, that feeling...
Wow cool wow cool!
No matter what the news said, he only knew that his brother was in a wheelchair, and his heart was so entangled that it felt like it was going to tear him apart.
elder brother……
When I uttered this word from my throat, in a deserted corner, my tears fell down.
At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind: he wanted to go back!
He wants to go back!
He wants to go home!
If I don’t go home, my brother might die...
A man who is holding his beloved woman in his arms and stroking her hair will not understand that heartbreaking feeling. At this moment, Gu Shaocheng is kissing Chenxing's eyes, his love is delicate.
It's gentle, the kissing action is thoughtful, artistic, and full of sensibility.
But Chenxing was not in the mood to enjoy it at all. The fever subsided and she finally felt a little more comfortable tonight after five full days. Her mind gradually recalled the scene when the little saint fell into the water, as if the scene had happened just a moment before.
Yes, he pushed the covered man, full of worry: "How do you think my mother could do such a thing?"
"Huh?" The man was obsessed with kissing her and answered her question rather perfunctorily.
"She threw the little Saint into the water. I'm still scared when I think about it now. How could she do such a thing? Even if she doesn't have a clear mind, doesn't she love children the most? How could she do that?
What's the matter? How could you do it? I really can't figure it out, no matter how hard I try, I can't figure it out!"
Chenxing was heartbroken: "I don't dare to let my mother get close to the child again after this, but she is my mother..."
"She's not clear-headed, so don't worry about it." He lowered his head to kiss her again, but Chenxing refused to cooperate several times. He smiled slightly angrily and stroked her face: "Don't think about it, let me
Give me a kiss and concentrate on it, okay?"
Chenxing didn't dare and was immersed in his own messy mood: "I want my mother to get better, but why can't she be cured? Is the psychiatrist you invited useless? How about we change doctors to look after my mother?
Not good? I heard that the doctors in Swiss hospitals are very good, can you go and hire them?"