Chapter 1302: I'm sick and you have medicine (7)

There was a honey embarrassment in the car again.
Shui Anluo thought that being with them requires a strong mental capacity.
Shui Anluo thought, holding out his paw silently, taking out a packet of candy from the net bag behind the front seat, and then eating silently.
Chu Cuiyi: "..."
An hour's journey is a bit difficult.
Shui Anluo eats sugar, Chu Muyi looks at the files.
After eating one packet, Shui Anluo quietly took another packet of peanut beans and continued to eat.
Chu Cuiyi: "..."
There is still a long time and it is getting worse.
Shui Anluo eats peanut beans and Qiao Yaruan plays the game.
After eating a packet again, Shui Anluo reached out his hand silently three times. This time, she took out a packet of spicy sticks directly and she needed to calm down.
Chu Cuiyi: "..."
The hotel is not far away.
But this car is full of strong spicy flavors that make everyone calm.
"Where are you from these things?" Chu Qiyi frowned and asked, dropping his hand to flip the net bag in front, and-
President Chu's face turned black.
When did it all go in, he didn't even know.
Shui Anluo smirked, of course, secretly put in. Every time he went home, he looked at the documents. She was bored by herself, and she would not be bored if she had food.
Qiao Yaruan unfastened his seat belt, stretched his hands backwards, and drew the net bag behind him. "Well, this is your secret base?"
"Don't take so much, give you this." Shui Anluo said, passing a few hot sticks he had eaten, "eat this quietly."
Chu Cuiyi: "..."
Chu Cuiyi slipped the window down slightly, stretched out his hands and pinched his forehead to look outside, but he was always doing psychological building for himself: this is my wife, this is my wife, this is my child's mother.
Otherwise, he was afraid he would kick the woman down.
Feng Feng also regretted this taste, so it was natural to open all the windows, and by the way, he gave Shui Anluo the words: "junk food!"
"Is it already swept the world? It's more famous than your Fengying Emperor." Shui Anluo said angrily.
The car quickly came downstairs to the hotel, or Chu's hotel, but this hotel is closer to the house because it is convenient for grandma to go back and forth.
The hotel manager was already waiting at the door when they got out of the car.
Chu Cuiyi brought Shui Anluo in, Feng Feng reached out and held Qiao Yaruan's hand, but Qiao Yaruan flung it away.
Feng Feng stood at the door and watched Qiao Yaruan enter, sighing.
The wedding scene is scheduled on the 22nd floor, because it is the lucky number of Shui Anluo.
Shui'anluo has some circles: "Why is my lucky number on the 22nd floor?"
"Because of you 2." Qiao Yaruan leaned on the elevator and said straightforwardly, how she understood President Chu.
Shui Anluo: "..."
The wedding was on the 22nd floor, just because of her 2!
This is too much.
"I don't want to be on the twenty-second floor!" Shui Anluo said angrily.
The manager froze for a moment. They are already renovating the 22nd floor. How can they not be?
Chu Cuiyi held Shui Anluo and lowered her head and said in her ear, "This year you are twenty-two years old, and it is almost two years before we divorce."
So, it's still 2.
Shui Anluo wanted to cry without tears, why did she have to be related to 2 in her life.
"I don't 2." Shui Anluo said angrily.