This was the second time her hand was held by this man. The temperature that made her nostalgic, ironing her atrium, and burning her nerves.
I really want this man, I really want to be embraced in her arms by these hands, and I want him to laugh gently at her.
"Grandma ..." She screamed gratefully at the old man.
Fujiwara's face showed a smile on her face, watching the two hands holding together, she was very secure and very satisfied.
"Marry ..." She made a sound very hard.
The wind was shocked, released Li Wanqing, his body was slightly upright, watching Fujiwara shook his head: "Grandma, you can raise your disease first, you don’t have to worry about my affairs!"
He obviously refused to let Li Wanqing disappointed the extreme, and made Fujiwara's mood unstable.
"Didi, Didi."
The rhythmic sound of the heart monitoring instrument suddenly sounded like the music of the shot.
"Grandma ... Grandma ..."
"Grandma ... don't scare me!" Li Wanqinghua was out of color, and now she must grasp Fujiwara, because grasping the old man, just grasping the wind.
"End ... Marry ..." Fujiwara vomited from his mouth very hard to spit out the words of marriage.
Feng Yan looked at Fujiwara, calmed his face, and said nothing.
"Well ..." Fujiwara grabbed his hand, and when he wanted to hold the hands of two people, he had quickly pulled back his hand.
That thing is an accident. "
"Didi, Didi."
Fujiwara closed her eyes, and her expression was a little impatient. The disgusting to Xia Yu Orange was deeply planted in the heart of the elderly when Feng Yu had no bottom line of Xia Yu Orange without bottom line.
Small property is just a stronger catalyst.
"Don't forget ... the tradition of the Feng family and your promise to me ..." Fujiwara shouted from his throat with weakness.
"Didi, Didi."
The heart monitor has been ranging the rhythm.
"I'll call a doctor!" Li Wanqing panicked up, but his hand was caught tightly by Fujiwara.
"Grandma, I just hope you don't blame Orange Orange. She is worried about your body. She ..." Feng Yan felt that the grandma had just forced him to engage, but now he has to force him to get married, which makes him a bit difficult to accept it.
Whether it is tradition or promise, for Xia Yu Orange, he can ignore it. The woman who can marry him can only be her.
"Grandma ... don't talk anymore ... take a good rest ..."
"You ... you ..." Fujiwara Aki was a little angry and dizzy.
"Mr. Feng ..." Li Wanqing shouted scared, "The doctor said, grandma can't be stimulated."
Feng Yan glanced at her coldly: "Miss Li, it's very late ..."
"Don't go ..." Fujiwara seemed to be awkward with his grandson, but his body couldn't support it. He could only grab the hands of the two of them in one hand, closed his eyes, and breathed hard.
Feng Yan also distressed the old man, but his proposal was really not interested at all. He reached out and stretched out the emergency bell on the bedside. There was no expression on the cold face.
After a while, the doctor and nurse came in, and Fujiwara had to let go.
"Miss Li ..." Feng Yan shouted, and went out first.
Li Wanqing didn't want to go out, but she knew very well that she was not qualified to be awkward.