Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 514: How Many Women Will She Envy and Die

"The injury behind you ... is not as serious as I was when I walked and fell."

Lausanne resisted the urge to bite him.

Thanks to her looking at him at the time, she was covered with a large piece of gauze and thought that she was crying because she was scarred.

As a result, they scratched a small piece of skin, it is estimated that they have not half their fingers long.

He is so embarrassed.

Nian Junting calmly touched his back with his hand, and said without changing his face, "I didn't expect that the technology of this hospital is good. Not only does the skin heal quickly, but even scars are almost gone."

"Just keep your eyes open and talk nonsense," Lausanne sneered, turning away.

Nian Junting grabbed her wrist, brought her into her arms, and put her lips against the edge of her ears, her voice was dumb. "I confess, I lied to you, I wanted to make you feel bad, but at that time, I used There is no other way to do this. "

Lausanne asked angrily: "The hospital also cooperates with you?"

"Well," Jun Ting nodded. "In the emergency room, I told the doctor that I love you for ten years. This time you are going abroad. I desperately chase you, keep you, and chase the whole three streets. Only in a car accident, I want to make myself more serious, maybe you will stay for me. "

"..."

Lausanne was speechless for a while.

It's a pity he doesn't want to be a screenwriter.

"Well, I'm finally fine. I'll take you to Luo Ting Noodle Shop and have dinner there tonight," Nian Junting said quickly.

When mentioning Luo Ting Noodle House, Lausanne's heart was more than half sweet and he didn't care about him.

Junting Ning took her to the largest Luoting noodle shop in Xiacheng. This is the first time that Lausanne has visited. The noodle shop has more than 100 square meters. It is decorated with antiques and is very distinctive. Clean and comfortable.

It's just off work, there are quite a lot of people inside, there are forty or fifty people.

A row of calligraphy characters is written on the wall of the noodle house: The origin of Luo Ning Noodle House originated from my wife. She loved eating noodles. Our first date was also a noodle shop. The noodle house has far-reaching meaning to me. Noodle shop to commemorate the love between us.

Behind the inscription: Ting.

Lausanne stared straight at the word "Ting".

At that moment, she suddenly felt a sense of fulfillment in her life.

My heart seemed to have eaten countless sugars, sweet.

Who dares to say that his EQ is low, and he has quietly made such a big noodle shop for years of their love.

How many women would she envy to die.

"When will I ... be your wife," watching for a moment, Lausanne held his hand and looked back at him coquettishly.

"Sooner or later," Jun Ting snatched her lips, "and said it would be better for his wife to publicize gimmicks."

"Is this what you wrote?"

"Yes," Nian Junting nodded, "I wrote the words of this store by myself, and other stores have printed the template of this store."

"I don't know when you will write calligraphy," Lausanne admired with admiration, "you have beautiful calligraphy."

"Of course, my grandfather taught me to practice calligraphy at the age of eight. I'll go more, but I'm usually low-key and don't like to show off. You usually go slowly and dig it." Seated on a table.

"This store's business is really good," Lausanne looked around. "I don't think noodles are expensive, but I remember the restaurant you bought last time was very expensive."

Fourth more.

I do n’t have passion without abuse. Oh

(End of this chapter)