MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 78

Chapter 78

He Zhishu did not refuse or respond. He was so dizzy that he felt like he was licking the water. He Zhishu himself is not clear about his feelings about Ai Ziyu, but he still condone to the point of development to the present.

Ai Ziyu loosened the He Zhishu and gently rubbed his lips with the slightly red lips of He Zhishu: "It's sweet." Ai Ziyu laughed: "I may fall in love with eating egg tarts in the future."

He knows a little tired, he escaping to turn to hold two dogs, lying softly on the sofa.

Ai Ziyu didn't say anything. He turned to take the mobile phone and wanted to call and ask if he hadn't arrived yet. Someone just called him when he got the phone.

Jiang Wenxu, who is not a ghost. Ai Ziyu is irritated and wants to drop the phone.

"I went out to pick up the phone, you lay down for a while." Ai Ziyu pointed to the phone and said hello to He Zhishu.

The ringing tone of the phone has been ringing. When Ai Ziyu walked upstairs, the phone had automatically hanged up, but it didn't take ten seconds to get in again.

"Do you have anything?" Ai Ziyu's cold mouth.

Jiang Wenxu's voice is very stable, but it can't conceal a little joy: "The bone marrow transplanter promised a second donation, but he had to rest for a week."

Ai Ziyu's lips have a very ironic curvature, but the tone has not changed. The light heart is cold: "It's really good... Then Jiang, you have arranged things and then find me, not to Wait a week?"

The phone was quiet and there was a voice for a long time: "I know..." It was a strong helplessness and forbearance. It was already a struggleless gesture: "I want to say two words to him."

"Then you want to go slowly." Ai Ziyu sneered.

Jiang Wenxu was not annoyed, and the tone brought some seemingly pleading: "So, how is he doing?"

"How is it bad? No one here tortures him, and no one is willing to hurt his heart. If he does this early, he will not be able to get to where he is today."

Jiang Wenxu was silent for a moment, and there was no rebuttal. He could know something about He Zhishu. He also suffered a few words that were not too light and heavy.

"He’s had a birthday today... I’m asking you to help him. I’ve been with me for years. If no one remembers this year, he’s definitely sad.”

Jiang Wenxu easily ignited Ai Ziyu, Ai Ziyu smirked and laughed: "Jiang always thinks really thoughtful, loves you. But you have to be disappointed, the cake we have not eaten at noon, birthday gift Also received."

Ai Ziyu’s anger is totally uncontrollable. He has to endure Jiang Wenxu not a day or two. He felt that Jiang Wenxu was the most shameless person he had ever seen. When he owned it, he did not know how to cherish it. When I lost, I kept saying that I loved. I feel that there is no more infatuated person in the world than he is. He still thinks that I know it is wrong. I am willing to compensate. Why can’t I go back? Stupid things.

"Mr. Jiang is all right now? I will have to take care of the small book to take a nap at noon, and give him a slap in the face. He was tired last night." Ai Ziyu originally disdain to use this to stimulate Jiang Wenxu, too bad. He also feels boring. However, Jiang Wenxu can always evoke the worst part of his character.

Jiang Wenxu's voice slammed high, with some vibrato, a fear that could not be believed: "You, you touched him?!"

"We have been together for so long, it is not the first time, is it normal?" Ai Ziyu's voice was gentle and brought some smiles: "Is Jiang always use me to help you bring a birthday greeting? If not, then I will first Bye?"

Jiang Wenxu has already stopped, and the mobile phone slipped from his mobile phone and fell heavily on the ground. Jiang Wenxu was pumped out of strength and soft on the sofa. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and he put the things on the messy coffee table neatly in the same way. In the end, he really didn't hold back, his hands covered his face and choked up. Jiang Wenxu whispered softly: "...I beg you... please don't touch... Don't touch my love book..."

Jiang Wenxu is going to collapse, he simply can't think about it. He can't tolerate anyone who is tempted to know what he knows. Jiang Wenxu’s possessiveness is extremely strong, and things that are carefully taken care of in his arms are not to be touched. I used to go to the dinner bureau to talk about business, and see that He Zhishu was able to unload a shirt from a light drink. He knows that he will be a little bit awkward later, and He knows that he is walking closer to others. Just want to go crazy. Now, another man tells himself that he has taken possession of his most precious things thoroughly and collected it, and he has embraced and embraced more than once.

"Fake...is definitely a fake..." Jiang Wenxu went to touch the medicine and pulled his lips to comfort his heart: "He knows that he won't let others touch him."

"It's okay... I can bring him back when he is sick... I will be very good to him." Jiang Wenxu picked up his body tightly, his body was shuddering, his voice was very stuffy. Stuffing in the throat, like confessing to yourself: "Even if Ai Ziyu said it is really nothing... I don't care, I don't care..."

As long as the He Zhishu is happy, it doesn't matter.

Originally, today is the day when Jiang Wenxu was very reluctant. Today is the surgery for Cheng Xia. The process is very successful. Li Zekun put down his heart and called Jiang Wenxu, saying that the one million that person had received it and that he could make a second donation after a week of cultivation. Jiang Wenxu thought at the time that He Zhishu’s birthday today, today’s letter of bone marrow, is sure to foretell the future. I don’t want to be very sad.

When Ai Ziyu went downstairs, He Zhishu was dozing off, and one hand touched the two dogs' golden long hair. The hand was beautiful, slender and slender, and the halo on the ring finger gave Ai Ziyu’s heart It’s flashing.

He walked slowly and had a lot of thoughts. After two months, I heard the words of the bone marrow. There is no fluctuation in my heart.

Late affection and compensation are lighter than grass.

Ai Ziyu held the dog's hand in the palm of his hand and smiled at him: "Don't play with the dog, wash your hands, then eat."