The two men embraced each other and sat for two hours.

Liu Fengfeng came to the door with the soup and saw that they were hugged together. Both of them liked a happy and calm smile.

She quickly retired, stood at the door, squatted, and then smiled.

The daughter divorced from the pastoral, and was also so severely injured by the animal husbandry, but she now has a good man, be a mother, happy!

Liu Fengfeng looked down and looked at the soup pot in her hand. This soup, she deliberately gave it to Mobson.

He is also injured, but he is more concerned about Huang Ling's injury, this future son-in-law, he is quite satisfied, and the more he likes it.

Therefore, she changed her way and made a good meal for Mobson.

"I will come again in a while." Liu Fengfeng smiled and went to the pavilion downstairs and sat down.

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Song Wuyou did not expect that shepherd would come to Song to find her.

He gave her a soup of nutrition and a fruit salad.

Song Worry sat at his desk and looked at the food box on the table.

After a few seconds, she looked up and looked at the man sitting gracefully in front.

The man's face is elegant and distinguished, and Xiaohua Wenrun is a very handsome man.

But thinking of his good brother who imprisoned him, her husband, Song Worry, and some resentment.

But she did not show it.

She looked at him inexplicably: "What do you mean?"

"Give it to you." Mugu opened his mouth warmly.

A few days have passed, and M City is calm.

Shemu thought that Song Wushou would make a difference. I did not expect that she seemed to have forgotten about being drunk at the bar.

She did not remember what she said to him -

"I have had lunch." Song Wuyou smiled softly.

“Is it really eaten? Are you at the hospital at noon?” said Mugu.

Song worries, slightly frowning: "I can think that you are following me?"

"I didn't follow you. It was Cheng Wanduo who saw you in the hospital. Is it to see Huang Ling, or is it uncomfortable?"

"Look at Huang Ling."

"Fortunately, I was scared. The doctor said she was suffering from uremia..."

When she was listening to the ancients, the light was tight and her eyes looked straight at Song Wuwei: "So you plan to donate your kidneys and give her a transplant?!"

Song has no worries, Wei Wei, her words have not finished, what did he interrupt her?

Song Worry doesn't like him nervously.

"Huang Ling is my only good friend. If it is true, why not?" Fortunately, Huang Ling is not ill.

"I am not allowed!"

"I have to swear, this is my business, and you are not allowed to turn."

"Your body is not good, the body is so bad that if you donate another kidney, how long can you live?" It will be cumbersome.

Song Wuxi doesn't care: "How long can you live, listen to your fate, and... Auntie is not with me, how long can I live, what is the relationship?"

"Auntie! In addition to the aunt, you have no one else in your heart? Xiaobao?... What about me?"

"Mugu, if you have nothing, please go back, I want to work. Also, the doctor is skeptical, but the result came out, Huang Ling was injured in your injury, she was very good!" Song Wushen faintly Opening.

If Gu is not in his hands, she would not be polite to him and had already smashed him away.

Uh... Just thinking about it, he is now a powerful president.

"What do you want me to do, do you accept me?" Mugu looked at Song Wuxi, muttering.