When he arrived at the hospital, after a basic examination, Rong Jingcheng went to get the report and asked Feng Muyan to wait for him in place.
At this moment, a mother and daughter passed in front of her—
"Mom, next time I want to eat strawberry flavor, this blueberry flavor lollipop is not good."
sugar
Feng Muyan's eyes rolled, and a thought flickered—
In order to pick up girls, there will definitely be candy in Chu Huaibei's white coat.
Thinking of this, a certain woman directly left Rong Jingcheng's instructions behind her head and went to Dr. Chu's treatment room in a familiar way.
Chu Huaibei looked up at her.
"Little ancestor, why did you report to the hospital again?"
"I have a pregnancy check today. Do you understand the pregnancy check? Just... Forget it, I don't bother to tell you." She didn't forget what she was here for.
Doctor Chu didn't smile, "Well, everything you say is right."
Feng Muyan stretched out a hand into his pocket while the man was not paying attention, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
Sure enough, there are candy!
Chu Huaibei glanced at the direction of the door, then looked at Feng Muyan again—
"Feng Muyan, Rong Jingcheng didn't let you eat candy..."
"Doctor Chu, I'm not a good brother anymore." Feng Muyan said while picking up the sugar paper, "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you, who else will know."
Just when Feng Muyan was about to deliver the candy into her mouth, the silently approaching person behind her stood still and coughed slightly.
Feng Muyan was still savoring the sweet rain and dew for one second, but was startled by the man's voice in the next second... her face turned a hundred and eighty degrees.
Mom, she seems to be stuck in her throat!
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Then the man stepped forward, patted her back lightly, and put his other hand on her mouth, his tone of voice was indistinctly nervous—
"Spit it out."
After a while, Feng Muyan almost struggled to cough up the sugar, her heart was dripping blood even when she felt comfortable, she watched Rong Jingcheng send the sugar into the trash can...
The man took a tissue and gently wiped her cheeks and corners of her lips, "Tell you not to eat."
"It's not that you scared me."
"Where did the sugar come from?"
Feng Muyan turned her gaze to a certain doctor in a white coat with a guilty conscience.
Chu Huaibei quickly rejected—
"It doesn't matter to me."
…
On the way home, the atmosphere in the car was strangely quiet.
In the afternoon, the more Feng Muyan thought about it, she couldn't get past it, so she posted a post, but the content was written like this.
—Mr. Rong was cruelly abused this afternoon! ! !
As soon as she posted, Shenghouhou's reply was received.
[Shengshihou: Woman, you are abusing the dog in disguise. 】
Seeing Feng Muyan's reply, she wanted to cry without tears.
[I was really abused, you must believe me. 】
[Shenghouhou: Oh]
Immediately afterwards, Feng Muyan's mobile phone rang, seeing Shenghouhou's news, she clicked on her voice unsuspectingly, Shenghouhou's voice came slowly—
"Muyan, although showing affection is shameful, I still want to remind you that you make your husband pay attention..."
The corners of the man's lips curled up, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he caught an important message—showing affection.
…
Back in the room, Feng Muyan turned her back to him, ready to lie down and watch the show.
The man walked into the room with the box, "Really ignore me, huh?"
"Well, it's just a pity that no one wants to eat this cake, so I had to throw it away."
"Wait a minute!" Seeing the little woman's eyes light up, she rubbed against him and held his hand, "husband, you are the best~"
"Don't you ignore me?"
"How dare I, Mr. President."
"Mr. Rong, my husband, my president, and my dad! I was wrong!" At the end of hearing, Rong Jingcheng's ears softened, um, this name, I will call it more in the future.