"Yes, yes, it's all bad for me. But for you, I won't die easily, okay? Girl, don't cry. Am I fine? I also know that I hate the most,
The worst thing is that it makes the girl worry about me, girl, stop crying. If you cry like this, I will die of distress! Also, girl, I have never doubted every word you say.
Moreover, I also believe that I will make you fall in love with me. Girl, I love you!" Looking at Mengmeng with bright eyes, Feng Wuya said softly in his voice, saying something that made Mengmeng's heart beat wildly!
For a moment, Mengmeng just felt like she was dreaming.
Until Feng Wuya's big hand drew on her cheek and gently pinched it!
Mengmeng then suddenly came to her senses, and tears of joy fell: "Die crow, I love you too! I can tell you that in the future, no other women are allowed to bully you. You can only be mine. It's me
Xia Mengmeng is alone, and if you want to bully, I can only bully you!" She cried with joy by taking the domineering oath!
"Okay, okay, I agree. Whatever the girl said is what it is. Now, shouldn't the girl stop crying?" Feng Wuya smiled brightly in the sun, endured the tearing pain of the wound on his back!
When Mengmeng raised her hand, she was about to beat Feng Wuya, but she found that her hands were covered with blood, which scared her to lose her look. She raised her eyes nervously and saw Feng Wuya still looking calm.
The voice trembled and said, "Die Crow, did I just pressed you? Did your wound crack? Sorry, I didn't mean it. I went and called the doctor, doctor, doctor..."
Her legs were soft and she ran out nervously!
Why is she so stupid? She actually forgot his wound and pressed on him so much. She probably broke his wound again, and she blamed herself. Mengmeng hated herself so much, because she was hurt!
Could it be that she is really his broom star?
Soon, the doctor came. He applied medicine to Feng Wuya's wound again, and bandaged it again and told Mengmeng to take good care of Feng Wuya. He should not let his wounds be squeezed, otherwise it would affect the wound healing.
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As if she did something wrong, Mengmeng kept saying Qian, and felt even more guilty. She seemed to always cause trouble for Feng Wuya and make him suffer.
Bitering his lip, Mengmeng sat on the chair beside the bed with sadness, looking at Feng Wuya when she was about to apologize to him again.
But Feng Wuya was interrupted first. He looked at Mengmeng and chuckled and said, "Silly girl, it's not your fault. Besides, it doesn't matter if I'm thick-skinned and thick. As for bleeding, let alone
All the blood flowing out is gone, so the girl doesn’t have to worry, okay?” He said, and his face was even more smiling!
"Die crow, please comfort me and suffer yourself. It hurts so much, don't you know how to say anything? It's all my fault. When you are happy, you forget that you are injured. It's really damn, I really deserve to die!" He blamed himself,
Mengmeng kept complaining about herself!
"Don't say that to myself, girl, it's really okay. Besides, I didn't feel the pain at all. So, girl, it's really okay." Seeing Mengmeng so sad, Feng Wuya pretended to be relaxed.