My Guardian Mr Bo

He can still leave with a lame leg so unscrupulously, what else can he say?

Su Chen looked out the window, his lips twitched, his eyes filled with infinite pain, and the bottom of his heart was sore and painful. Who could tell him how he could keep her heart.

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Many people called Su Chen and sent messages. There were all kinds of urgent matters that needed him, but he was sitting at the place where Fu Jiu appeared at his villa at night, leaning on the sofa behind his back, and looking out the window. In the sky, cigarette after cigarette in his hand, bottle after bottle of wine in front of him.

No one can care about Su Chen's pain.

A woman I have loved for so many years, a woman who has been in pain for so many years, when someone apologizes or a figure appears, she immediately disappears with them.

How cheap is his love, how unimportant and unconcerned?

He lit a cigarette again, and when the eyelid drooped slightly, he could see that the eyelashes longer than a woman were stained with water droplets, which flashed slightly and rolled down instantly.

He regretted it.

He should imprison her, should not boil bone soup for her, should give her chronic poison, let her stay on the bed forever, can only stay with him forever, can't go anywhere!

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Su Chen was crazy.

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When he was in extreme pain and despair, he didn't know it.

Outside the villa at this time.

A tall and slender figure, she appeared on crutches. Now she can barely walk on her injured leg. She wore a warm and thick coat of Su Chen and walked slowly and laboriously. What's interesting is that she was still carrying it in her hand. She bought the vegetables and fruits from the supermarket for a long time.

Back in the villa, she walked to the third flowerpot, took out the key, and opened the door.

"I am back!"

Once she shouted, she took off her coat from the hallway, and then picked up vegetables and fruits to come in. But when she came in and looked at the so much smoke, she said in surprise, "Huh? Has the house been ordered?"

When she murmured, she looked around to look at his figure. She didn't know that Su Chen froze when she heard her open the door and yelled.

He thought it was a dream.

He heard the hallucinations.

But when he slowly turned his head, through the dazzling smoke, when her figure appeared in the hallway, he was completely stunned.

Cigarette butts burned hands without even noticing.

He watched her wearing his coat. She looked loose and slender.

Her long, slightly curly hair is scattered, and her hair has grown a lot after such a long time.

It also looks more feminine.

She just leaned on crutches and carried two pockets of things in one hand. After asking at the door for a few times, she began to explode a bit, scolding him for killing him at home, smoking so fiercely, whether he wanted to find hit! ?

"Su Chen! What are you doing so stupidly? I'm going to be exhausted. Come over and help me with it!"

Fu Jiu shouted at him at the door.

Su Chen stood up almost instantly, opened the window to ventilate, and immediately came over to help her take the things in his hand. He looked at her eagerly and asked, "Where have you been?"

Fu Jiu was so tired that he sat on the cabinet at the door panting slightly, pointing to the bag in his hand, "Hey, I don't think there are any more vegetables or fruits in the house. You fell asleep tired again, so I will go to the supermarket to buy something. "