Chapter 224: Husband’s white moonlight likes me (124)

The meaning has been expressed clearly.

Jiaoyang's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of her mouth hooked up, then she stretched out her hand to grab his arm, stood on tiptoe, and quickly covered his lips.

The young man let out a "huh" first, then pulled her over, wrapped his arms around her waist, closed his eyes, and quickly kissed her back.

It was inconvenient for Zhou Jingyao to lean on the hospital bed, and suddenly wanted to be convenient, but he rang the bell, but no one came over after a long time, and he felt too embarrassing to call someone.

Finally, I had no choice but to get out of bed by myself, leaning on crutches, and limping towards the toilet.

While walking, her teeth itched in anger: That woman Sheng Jiaoyang is really ruthless, she doesn't show mercy at all.

Just walked to the door, and found that the door was not completely closed, leaving a small gap.

Zhou Jingyao glanced outside subconsciously, but the next second, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

At this moment, Jiao Yang's back was facing him, so he couldn't see the expression on her face, the young man embraced her and kissed her obsessively and intoxicatedly.

Maybe because she discovered him, Sheng Jia opened her eyes, but she still hugged Jiaoyang, without any change in her movements, and looked at him provocatively.

In the evening, Zhou Jingyao looked at the door eagerly. According to what Sheng Jiaoyang said, it was really boring for him to stay in the hospital during this period of time to "cultivate his body and mind". His only expectation was that she could come to the hospital to see him.

You can follow the previous practice, she only comes once a day, and that time may not be patient until the end.

But this time, I don’t know if God saw what he was thinking in his heart, but Jiaoyang actually appeared and brought the steaming porridge again.

However, what surprised Jiao Yang was that Zhou Jingyao was actually quiet this time, and it could even be said that he drank the whole bowl very obediently, and he was not as noisy as before.

After eating, Jiao Yang took back the tableware as before, and glanced at him: "I may not come in the next few days, I have a lot of things to do."

Zhou Jingyao also helped her put away her things. After hearing this sentence, her movements were visible to the naked eye.

After a few seconds, I heard him say again: "Is it for that kid Sheng Jia?"

Jiao Yang stopped and looked at him.

She didn't answer, Zhou Jingyao took her as her acquiescence, and smiled inexplicably: "Sheng Jiaoyang, I underestimated you before."

She looked away flatly: "You saw it." It's not a question.

Zhou Jingyao stared at her closely, why didn't he notice it before. No matter what happened, she always seemed to stay out of it, with a nonchalant attitude.

"However, you think too much."

She suddenly explained.

Zhou Jingyao was taken aback.

"I won't come to see you in the next few days, because I really need to be busy. You know it's a mess outside, right?"

Jiao Yang looked up at him, and smiled: "During the time you were injured, I helped you deal with it, why shouldn't you thank me?"

Zhou Jingyao lowered his head and remained silent.

The corner of her mouth ticked: "However, our Mayor Zhou is mixed in this mixed circle of dragons and snakes, and we have never seen anything. If you care so much, do you like me so much?"

Zhou Jingyao raised his head and met her gaze.

"It's not like, it's Stockholm."

After Jiao Yang went back, Zhou Jingyao couldn't sleep all night and didn't know what he was thinking. After finally falling asleep, I had a dream.

The strange thing is that he seems to be a participant in it, but also like a bystander who is out of it, watching the scenes between the "self" and her in the dream.

At the end, Zhou Jingyao saw himself walking over with difficulty, his legs had not been fully healed, and he was leaning on crutches, so he looked a little embarrassed.

He asked her: "Will you treat me like you treat him?"

And she smiled, took his hand, and replied: "No."

After waking up from the dream, Zhou Jingyao opened his eyes and found that his cheeks were moist.

"Sheng Jiaoyang, you nasty guy."

The closer the final date given by Jiaoyang, the more nervous Zhao Tianman felt, for fear that something was not done well, and some joint would go wrong again.

As long as today is over, Jiao Yang and Zhou Zixiu will be able to divorce smoothly.

With mixed feelings, Zhao Tianman took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Ran Yan. Then he realized that his fingers were trembling.

But the bell rang for a long time, but she didn't get through.

"What's the situation with that woman."

Zhao Tianman looked at the phone.

"The person who said he would lead me to win, won't run away halfway?"

She twitched the corner of her mouth, and casually threw the phone aside.

At the same time, when Zhou Zixiu was looking through the documents and materials given by his subordinates, he accidentally found a photo of Ran Yan in it. Thinking of the details of getting along with her, he had mixed feelings for a while.

Thinking of the resolute words I said to her at the end, and never seeing her again, a trace of guilt rose in my heart.

But thinking about it carefully, Jiao Yang is his wife in name, and the one who was really hurt should be Jiao Yang. And the unbearable and guilt towards Ran Yan should only be buried in his heart for a lifetime.

But speaking of it, why is there a picture of her here? Zhou Zixiu couldn't remember when he clipped the photo.

While he was thinking, he inadvertently opened the back of the photo, and found that it was written in hard-tipped calligraphy on the back: 2007, the words Ran Yan, University of London.

Zhou Zixiu was stunned for a moment: Could it be that she changed her name halfway through?

However, this daze only lasted for a few seconds. Zhou Zixiu realized something instantly, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Ran Yan, Ran Yan" Ran's Group ten years ago.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zixiu immediately called the secretary in: "You call me all the information about the Ran Group ten years ago, and check for me whether the couple has any children who are still alive in this world." Clearly."

Zhou Zixiu was restless, subconsciously called Jiaoyang, praying in his heart for her to answer quickly.

However, even though he called one after another, she still didn't answer.

After an hour and a half passed, the truth was completely revealed.

Zhou Zixiu looked at the two photos on the photo. Before and after the plastic surgery, the eyebrows and eyes were almost completely similar, except for the eyes, one had the innocence of a little girl, while the other was like a pool of stagnant water.

Why did he just not remember, why.

Zhou Zixiu had never been so embarrassed before, holding his forehead with both hands for a long time. After about ten minutes, I regained my composure.

All thoughts are in despair. At this moment, the belief that supports him is: the disaster is not as serious as his wife. Since it is his fault alone, Jiaoyang must not be implicated.

Tomorrow this plane will end! Because the original story line of this plane could not be written, it had to be temporarily reconceived. In addition, I was too busy to take care of the plot in the middle, so I couldn't write it well, so this period of time was very painful. Sorry to all the cuties!

On the next plane, write "Who Is Not a Gangster", the original name is "The Leader of the Female Gangster Pretending to Be Weak".

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