In his handsome face, his expression was mild. The tone of his speech was also mild. But that's it. Xia Yu Orange still felt the unique coldness and indifference from him.
For a month, is he still not exhausted?
"Well, what's the way grandma?" Xia Yu orange asked.
Feng Yan didn't answer, eating silently. Fujiwara hasn't woke up yet. In fact, it was a month, and it was basically no different from a vegetative.
The reason why you can continue your life is because the best drugs and the most precise treatment instruments are used.
Seeing the wind, Xia Yu Orange didn't speak anymore. He lowered his head with chopsticks to pierce the rice grains in the bowl, and then sent the rice grains into his mouth.
"Eat well!" Feng Yan's tone is not cold or hot.
What Xia Mingyou wanted to say was stopped by Xia Yanyan's eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at him and smiled hard: "Brother, eat more.
She had nothing to find a word, and she was afraid that Xia Mingyou couldn't bear to follow the wind. She no longer wanted to happen to something that made her embarrass.
Before the wind was not returning, the dining table was still happy. As soon as he returned, the whole atmosphere became a bit depressed because of his silence.
After eating, Xia Mingyou left the Hushan Villa. He did not say a lot of words to Fengye. He knew that his sister loved Fengye, so he was afraid that his sister would be difficult to do.
Nympho
Back to the bedroom upstairs, Fengyu stood beside the floor -to -ceiling window and smoked cigarettes. Xia Yanyan stood behind him and said, "Well, Miss Tong had found me and said he was willing to study abroad to study music. I promised Wu Liqi
Go to do it. "
"You don't have to tell me this, because it has nothing to do with me!" Feng Yan sucking the smoke, his complexion was quiet and soft. Under the soft light, because of the weird atmosphere in the room, his back looked a little desolate and lonely.
"Ms. Tong also said ... she also said that I hope you can help her check the cause of her mother's death. She does not believe her mother is suicide. She said you promised her to meet her requirements ..."
Hearing the words, Feng Yan turned around and smiled at her: "Yes, I promised, yes, she didn't tell you the surrogate?"
"Say! I said temporarily ... no need!"
"Do you don't need it? Or do I don't need it?"
"I think, we don't need it." Xia Yu Orange raised his chin, greeted his sharp sight, and answered firmly.
"Really?" Feng Yan took a sip of cigarettes, then wiped out the cigarette butt, and went straight to her to enter the cloakroom.
Xia Yu Orange took a deep breath and turned to the bathroom to put hot water.
"Well, go to take a bath! Hot water has been put in." She walked into the cloakroom and said to the wind that was undressed.
Feng Yan threw the changed clothes into the vine basket in the corner, then turned around, looked at her thoughtfully, and asked, "Is your body better?"
He still couldn't help asking what he wanted to know the most, because it hurt her like a kind of poison that could not be quit, maybe it would happen when.
"Hmm! Dr. Wang said, continue to eat Chinese medicine, and will be pregnant again!"
"Really?" Feng Yan smiled coldly, walked over and looked at her, "Are you sure I still need you? I ca n’t be pregnant, and the one who finally made a decision was not Dr. Wang."
"Yeah! It should be you!" Xia Yuhe made a smile very hard.