Chapter 292: I have a tiger in my heart, sniffing the rose

Rong Linyi really laughed this time.
He turned around and walked towards Su Yanyun again...
With each step he took, he unbuttoned a button.
Su Yanyun also took a step back.
Her husband laughed so much that she felt a hairy heart.
"It's the first time that I heard people share an invitation to bathe. It's so ugly."
When he walked in front of Su Yanyun, the buttons of the entire shirt were unbuttoned, revealing the strong and strong chest inside.
He rushed to Su Yanyun, but her voice was so low that her face was flushed: "Let's talk, did you not feed you yesterday, and now you want to eat it again?"
Su Yanyun: "..."
Husband, you think too much!
Just when Su Yanyun thought that he was in danger today, Rong Linyi suddenly laughed and straightened up.
"Remember to stand on a non-slip mat and wash," he warned, "Be careful, call Aunt Chen if something happens."
Then he turned around and left like this.
Phew—Su Yanyun let out a big breath.
Don't guess your husband's mind, you can't really guess after guessing.
Rong Linyi walked out of the bathroom, exhaling a forbearing breath, then took out his mobile phone and walked to the next bedroom.
Of course he also needs to take a bath, but he washes separately from her.
I didn't control it for a while yesterday, I indulged a little bit, and now I think there are still some lingering fears.
Although you can work in four months, you still have to be careful after all, and you should try to restrain yourself later.
Moreover, he has other things to do.
"Check me where Song Zhifei is," he told his men, "Well, I have a great gift to give him."
...
Song Zhifei just came out of the hospital, still cursing.
"Damn...Su Yanyun, you feel great when you come to Rong Jinghui? Damn! It's not like Young Master Yi, what a drag!"
He got so many bodyguards and beat him into a pig.
This hatred, Song Zhifei is avenged!
He was thinking about how to retaliate, and his mouth was not clean. Suddenly he felt a lot of darkness in front of him. When he looked up, he found that he was surrounded by a group of strong men.
"You..." Song Zhifei was shocked, "What are you doing... You don't..."
He was dragged by the group to a dilapidated van. The van went around the city, and finally opened the door and threw him out.
Song Zhifei was lying on the ground, his gray-headed face turned purple, cold sweat was flowing, and his hands were already interrupted by his wrists...
...
In the afternoon, Su Yanyun continued to visit her mother in the hospital, but Rong Linyi sent her downstairs to the hospital and transferred to the group.
Walking into the ward, it was filled with fragrant flowers.
Su Yanyun walked to the brightest bunch at the head of the bed, and drew a card from it with a handwritten poem on it:
[I have a tiger in my heart, sniffing the rose. 】
This seems to be... the handwriting of your husband?
So, are the flowers in the house a surprise for him?
Su Yanyun was guessing, a gentle voice came from behind: "Do you like it?"
When Su Yanyun turned her head, the joy in her eyes had not been completely concealed, and it fell in He Yueze's eyes, which was even more radiant than before.
But after seeing the person behind him clearly, he also realized something, and immediately corrected his face.
"Is this the flower Mr. He put?" She asked, "It really cost you money."
"Heh," He Yueze chuckled, her phoenix eyes charming, "I'm just borrowing flowers to present the Buddha. These flowers are all given by people who visit me. I really can't fit my ward, so I can only use your mother's ward. "
"Then...this bunch of flowers is..." Su Yanyun pointed to the bunch of cards hidden by the bed.