Chapter 43: How sorry

"Aren't you a dog?"
"Fart, my mother is a tiger!"
She is 22 this year, but she is not a tiger.
Ding Baoyi nodded pretendingly.
"Okay, I'll remember what you said today, don't beat yourself up in the future-well!"
Before he finished speaking, he was stuffed with an unpeeled orange, which was severely blocked.
Let her talk too much!
Yannian's mouth twitched twice.
But it.
How come she feels that her face is so hot?
Summer really arrived.
...
Ding Baoyi is not seriously injured now, only skin trauma is left, and Yannian does not need to take care of it, so Yannian went directly to Jiang Beiyuan's lounge in the afternoon to find Jiang Beiyuan.
The latter had just undergone a chest-abdominal operation. After coming off the operating table, he smelled of disinfectant on his body. After Yannian passed by, the smell was very strong.
Yannian sniffed, feeling that the smell was pretty good: "Let's go, it feels like I haven't been home for a long time."
In fact, it was only one day, but many things happened on that day, which was as long as a century.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't say a word, his slender fingers unbuttoned his white coat, one by one, with distinct joints, white and delicate.
"Go and sit on the sofa."
He suddenly said to Yannian.
"What are you doing?"
"Let you sit down."
"……Oh."
Then, as soon as he sat down, one of his legs was directly picked up by Jiang Beiyuan, raised, and placed on his thigh.
She was taken aback.
"Don't take advantage of it!"
She is still wearing a skirt.
Dr. Jiang's heart is still watered, holding a cotton swab in his hand and wiping a woman's bruised knee.
A few days ago, she fell to the ground with a dog chewing shit. After returning home, he was angry with her, so he ignored her and thought she could bandage herself, but she didn’t think that Nizi had such a big heart and her body. I don’t know how to take good care of it.
Yannian allowed her husband to "do nonsense".
I always feel that this scene is very familiar and familiar. It seems to have been acquainted with it, but I can't remember it anyway. It is like an illusion, unreal like a dream.
She probably didn't know Jiang Beiyuan before.
Oh, that's not right.
She just didn't know it.
I have never heard of this name, and I have no impression at all.
Wrapped a circle of gauze around her knee and tied it tightly, Jiang Beiyuan let go.
When the equipment was put into the medicine box, he glanced at the bottom of the girl's skirt calmly.
The eyes of the two parties who had regained their coldness, moved, and their pupils were a little darker.
He quickly retracted his gaze, coughed twice, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and got up in the next second, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Let's go!"
"Ok!"
Yannian sorted her skirt, but she was not clear at all. A certain man had already cleaned her from top to bottom in his mind.
...
Just two steps after going out, there is already a distance between the two.
A thick gauze was wrapped around Yannian's knees, so she couldn't walk fast.
Jiang Beiyuan squatted down in front of his wife without saying a word.
"Come up."
"Hey, goodbye, how sorry!"
Sorry?
He snorted, "It's not that I haven't memorized it, come up quickly."
"But this is in the hospital. Your colleagues will see it? Will it affect you badly?"
Although, many people are already looking here...
Jiang Beiyuan didn't speak.
Once, she said, let others talk about it in your own way. Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, ghosts block and kill ghosts. If you live happily, you will be over. Why do you think so much?
It's different now.
She lived carefully, like a rabbit, with more concerns.
Jiang Beiyuan: "If you don't come up now, more people will see you."