Chapter 919: Loved thoroughly, hurt thoroughly【31】

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Looking at the closed ward door, Wu Xuewei smiled with a curly lip and a bitter smile.
Memories are really a terrible prison.
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Unable to bear the smell of disinfecting water in the hospital, Wu Xuewei insisted on leaving the hospital two days later.
Feng Churu took her right, so Secretary Wu went to the hotel to pick up her luggage, and he sent her back to the apartment in person.
In the car, Wu Xuewei's head leaned against the window glass and looked out of the window dreamily. His hands were wrapped around his chest, and he looked like he was a thousand miles away.
Feng Churui overlapped his legs, and the documents were lying on his legs, turning carefully.
In the carriage, soothing light music drifted lightly.
Suddenly, as she passed the speed bump, Wu Xuewei's head snapped on the glass, causing her to sizzle.
"Does it hurt? Let me see." A hand reached out, pinching her chin and turning her little face.
"It's okay." Wu Xuewei pulled his hand down and twisted his face away.
Feng Churui's faint reminder: "Get along well."
This sentence is an invisible threat!
Wu Xuewei converged, and spit out a deep breath, turned his head, and evoked a smirk that made him smile, and said, "Uncle Feng, I'm fine."
"Well. Good." Feng Churui touched her blushing forehead, lowering her head and looking at the document with a chuckle.
Looking at him so comfortably, Wu Xuewei's thoughts became more and more angry, and she said bulgingly: "I want to eat dumplings."
Feng Churui didn't raise his head: "Well, I let Auntie do it for you."
"I want to eat dumplings made by Uncle Feng!" Wu Xuewei turned his head and looked at him seriously.
Feng Churui looked up and met her pupils, knowing that she was mentally unbalanced and deliberately trying to toss him, but still willingly responded, "Well, I will make it for you. What kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"
"Randomly." The plan succeeded, and Wu Xuewei was too lazy to speak again.
Anyway, she just wanted to toss him, torture him, make him difficult, nothing more.
Feng Churui looked at her with a smile, then picked up the phone and asked the aunt in the apartment to prepare the dumplings.
Back at the apartment, Wu Xuewei stood at the door and refused to step further.
Feng Churui's eyes flashed a trace of apology, patting her shoulder gently with one hand, comforting: "Xue Wei, there won't be a second time for the last time, you can rest assured."
Wu Xuewei kept her lips speechless and was bored. After hearing his words, she stepped in and stood in the living room. She asked in a cold voice, "Where is my room?"
"Come, I will take you."
As soon as Feng Churui finished talking, she was rejected impatiently: "No! Let aunt take me."
"Okay." He turned helplessly and went to the kitchen to ask the aunt to take her to the room.
The aunt took her into the tidy, warmly decorated master bedroom. Wu Xuewei looked at the strange bedroom and did not dare to overlap it with the bedroom that night.
It seems that he will also be afraid of her psychological shadows, or will he feel guilty in his heart after seeing all that?
Wu Xuewei sneered, who knows!
"Ms. Xue Wei, this bedroom was laid out by the mayor two days ago. I was wondering at the time. Why did a good bedroom need to be rearranged? After I asked it, I realized that the mayor was Let you live in and decorate it according to your preference." Auntie watched her stand still and talked about what she knew.
"Really..." Wu Xuewei responded lightly to her aunt's words without showing much joy and like.