The Ten Years that I Loved You the Most ✔️

Chapter 78

    He Zhishu did not refuse and did not respond. He was dizzy and felt like drowning. He Zhishu himself didn't know exactly what feelings he had for Ai Tzuyu, but he still condoned the development to where he is now.

    Ai Ziyu let go of He Zhishu, and rubbed He Zhishu's slightly red and swollen lips with her fingers: "It's sweet." Ai Ziyu smiled, "I might fall in love with egg tarts in the future."

    He Zhishu was a little bit. Tired, he turned around a little evasively to hug Ergou and lay softly on the sofa.

    Ai Tzuyu didn't say anything. He turned around to get his mobile phone and wanted to call and ask how the flowers he ordered hadn't arrived yet. Someone called him as soon as he got the phone.

    Jiang Wenxu who is still lingering. Ai Ziyu wanted to throw the phone irritably.

    "I'll go out to answer the phone, you lie down for a while." Ai Ziyu pointed to the phone and greeted He Zhishu.

    The phone was ringing all the time. When Ai Tzuyu walked upstairs, the phone was automatically hung up, but the call came again within ten seconds.

    "What's the matter with you?" Ai Ziyu said coldly.

    Jiang Wenxu’s voice was very stable, but there was a bit of joy that could not be concealed: “The bone marrow transplant recipients agreed to donate the second time, but they have to rest and recuperate for another week.”

    Ai Ziyu’s lips curled into a very ironic arc. The tone did not change, and the pale person felt cold: "It's really good... Then Mr. Jiang, can you find me after you arrange things, don't you have to wait for a week?"

    There was silence on the phone, and it took a long time to have a voice again: "I know..." The very strong helplessness and tolerance are already a gesture of powerless struggle: "I want to say a few words to him."

    "Then you slow down ." Want to go slowly." Ai Ziyu sneered.

    Jiang Wenxu was not upset either, and his tone was imperative: "Then how is he lately?"

    "Why not? No one here to torture him, and no one is willing to hurt him. If he did this earlier, he It won't be where it is today."

    Jiang Wenxu was silent for a moment without rebutting, he could know a little about He Zhishu, and he was still embarrassed by these few words that are not serious or not.

    "He is celebrating his birthday today... please help him. I have been with him in previous years. If no one remembers this year, he will definitely be sad."

    Jiang Wenxu easily set Ai Ziyu on fire, and Ai Ziyu smiled angrily: " Jiang always thought so thoughtful, you love saint. But you must be disappointed. We ate the cake before noon, and we also received birthday gifts."

    Ai Ziyu's roots of anger could not be suppressed, and he tolerated Jiang Wenxu It's not a day or two. He felt that Jiang Wenxu was the most shameless person he had ever met. When he was lost, he kept talking about love. He felt that there was no one in this world who was more infatuated than himself. He also thought, I know I was wrong, and I am willing to make up for it. Why can't I go back? Stupid stuff.

    "Mr. Jiang is okay now? I will have to take care of Xiaoshu and take a nap for a while, and rub his waist by the way. He was exhausted last night." Ai Ziyu disdain to use this to stimulate Jiang Wenxu, too boring. , He himself felt bored. But Jiang Wenxu always evokes the worst part of his character.

    Jiang Wenxu's voice rose sharply, with some trills, and a little unbelievable fear: "You, did you touch him?!"

    "It's not the first time we have been together for so long, isn't it normal?" Ai Ziyu His voice softened, with some smiles: "Does President Jiang use me to bring you a birthday greeting? If I don't need it, then I will hang up?"

    Jiang Wenxu was already startled, and the phone slipped from his phone and fell heavily to the ground. Jiang Wenxu was exhausted and slumped on the sofa. He didn't know what he was thinking and doing. He arranged the things on the messy coffee table neatly. In the end he really couldn't hold back, covering his face with his hands and choking, Jiang Wenxu whispered softly: "...please...please don't touch...don't touch my He

    Zhishu ..." Jiang Wenxu was about to collapse, he didn't dare to go. think. He can't tolerate anyone's involvement in He Zhishu. Jiang Wenxu's possessiveness is extremely strong, and the things he takes care of carefully in his arms cannot be touched. I used to take He Zhishu to dinner for business talks. He Zhishu was able to take off his shoulders when he was filled with alcohol. He Zhishu would be quite awkward when he got home later. He Zhishu walked closer to others. Just want to go crazy. And now, another man told him that he completely took possession of his most precious things, put it by his side, and hugged him more than once.

    "Fake...it must be a fake..." Jiang Wenxu went to touch the medicine, tugging at the corner of his lips to comfort his heart: "He Zhishu won't let others touch him."

    "It's okay... I can take him when he gets better." I'm back...I will be very good to him." Jiang Wenxu curled up tightly, shivering all over his body, his voice was dull, and he spit out in his throat, as if he was explaining himself:" Even if what Ai Tzuyu said is true

    , it doesn't matter ...I don't care, I don't care..." As long as He Zhishu is happy, it doesn't matter.

    Today is a rare day for Jiang Wenxu to be relieved recently. Today is the operation scheduled for Cheng Xia, and the process is very successful. Li Zekun relieved his heart before calling Jiang Wenxu, saying that the one million person had received it, and he would be able to donate twice after one week of cultivation. Jiang Wenxu thought at the time, He Zhishu’s birthday today, there will be a letter from the bone marrow today, which must herald success in the future. But I don't want happiness and sorrow.

    When Ai Tzuyu went downstairs, He Zhishu was dozing off, with one hand touching Ergou’s long golden hair. The hand was beautiful, slender and slender. The halo on the ring finger gave Ai Tzuyu’s heart. Flashing.

    He walked over slowly, thoughts full of thoughts. After two months, I heard the word bone marrow in my heart.

    Affection and compensation for being late are more inferior than grass.

    Ai Tzuyu held He Zhishu's hand touching the dog in his palm, and smiled at him: "Stop playing with the dog, go wash your hands, and eat."

    Support: () Share those friends who need it! Please leave a message if you can’t find the book!