: You are sick? I happen to have medicine (3)

Feng Feng said he was innocent, he was just eating pastry.
When Qiao Weiya was hit by her mother, Chu Luowei was waiting by the car waiting for him. Because Chu could go to the hospital today, Chu Wei and Zhao Xinxin did not return.
Qiao Weiya stood at the door and said goodbye to Shui Anluo, opened the door and got on.
Chu Luowei's face was not very good. Qiao Weiya deliberately reached out and touched, "Sick?"
Chu Luowei reached out and held her hand, with a heavy face on her face, "Did your mother mention the child again, otherwise--"
"I don't want it now." Qiao Weiya interrupted Chu Luowei directly.
If you don't want him to force his own child, if you don't want it, he may be a frightened child every day.
She wanted a child he Chuluo Wei accepted wholeheartedly.
After hearing Qiao Weiya's words, Chu Luowei's ugly face looked better, "OK."
Qiao Weiya leaned on the front passenger seat and watched Chu Luowei drive, but suddenly leaned over and pressed directly on Chu Luowei's shoulder.
Chu Luowei frowned. He was driving, but he couldn't bear to drive her away, so he pressed her on his shoulder.
"I heard that President Chu went to the hotel with an artist of his own a few days ago?" Qiao Weiya smiled and asked, "To the script? You still need to be an investor and part-time owner?"
When Chu Luowei heard what Qiao Weiya was saying, she was about to say something, and then she saw Qiao Weiya who stood up and sat back, and secretly scolded the scribbling media.
"I didn't go to the script, there were a lot of people in the room, and Chu Wei was there, and that was the director's temporary meeting." Chu Luo only solemnly explained.
Qiao Weiyao laughed out loud, leaned on the window and looked at Chu Luowei driving, "You really explain, I mean to play."
"I didn't do it." Chu Luowei frowned and said.
"Okay, no, no, I didn't say what you did, why are you so excited?" Qiao Weiya laughed even more joyfully.
"You can't wrong me, you're a woman in my life." Chu Luowei said even more seriously, "Qiao Weiya, anyone can wrong me, but you can't."
Qiao Weiya looked at a man who was serious and perverted. Look, his illness is getting worse.
"Yes, yes, I can't, I can't, I believe you best, why can't I be kidding?" Qiao Weiya said, waving her hand, but did not miss the annoyance on Chu Luowei's face.
"I didn't mean it," Chu Luowei whispered.
It's just that I can't control myself.
Qiao Weiya reached out and patted his back, as if to appease an angry little doll.
Of course she knew he didn't mean it, she just couldn't control herself.
Now he rarely has the patience to communicate with unfamiliar people, even in meetings, most of the time Chu Wei will follow, just to deal with unexpected situations.
The car was quiet again, and Qiao Weiya leaned on the window to watch Chu Luowei driving.
Let's get sick.
The neurosis you choose, you try to be his medicine.
Chu Luowei, you are sick, and just so, I have medicine.
So why are you covering up in front of me?
Hey, this child, who also has low self-esteem, whitewashes the peace with the so-called hard work.
But because of the child, the credit was lost.
"Actually, I think Jing Xin's painting was good before, what do you think?" Qiao Weiya said suddenly.