Chapter 1070: Guest, please rob me

Mingzhu thought for a moment: "Aunt, it's useless for me to do this. It depends on the opinions of the parties involved."

"Don't worry about the opinions of that bastard Fang Minglang. If you ask him what he thinks of anyone, he will say he has no idea. You just need to ask Han Yingying if she has any such idea."

Mingzhu smiled: "Then I'll ask around for you. If the girl has any idea, Fang Minglang is not interested. Wouldn't that make the girl embarrassed?"

Hou Xiaoqing felt a headache when she thought of Fang Minglang. His father's attack on her was steady, accurate and ruthless. Why didn't her son inherit his father's decisiveness at all?

After dinner, Hou Xiaoqing couldn't stay at home, so she asked the driver to take her to the hospital again.

Fang Shuyu thought about the feeling of being a mother and did not stop him.

At around eight o'clock, the driver brought Jiang Duo back.

When he entered the room, Mingzhu had just laid down on the bed.

She sat up, smiling and was about to say something to him, but Jiang Duo had already sat down on the bed, holding her waist with one hand and kissing her on the back of her head with the other.

He would do this sometimes, but rarely, and suddenly he was so passionate, Mingzhu cooperated.

She raised her head, their lips and teeth blended instantly, she raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck.

Just when she was ready to go further, Jiang Duo ended the kiss, rubbed his nose lightly against hers, and said in an ambiguous voice: "You're not listening again."

Mingzhu: ...

"Are you trying to see if I've drunk alcohol?"

Jiang Duo smiled gently: "How much did you drink?"

"I just drank a small cup. I wanted to drink with my aunt, but my mother took the glass away."

With her alcohol tolerance, it's no wonder she's already lying on the bed at eight o'clock.

"Are you dizzy?"

"I really just drank a small cup, not dizzy."

"Not enough to make you want to have sex after drinking?"

Seeing Jiang Duo's fiery eyes fixed on her, Mingzhu understood something instantly, lifted the quilt, turned around, sat in front of him, and chuckled twice: "It's here, so, sir, rob me." As

she said this, she took the initiative to hold Jiang Duo's face and kissed him.

Jiang Duo held her and turned over, pressing her on the bed, kissing her from his lips to her ears: "It's an honor."

The two of them entangled together, from the bed to the desk.

Passionate and inseparable -

Mingzhu originally wanted to chat with him, but after they were done, all her energy was sucked dry by him, and she had no strength left, so she simply curled up in the quilt and slept soundly in his arms.

The next morning, Mingzhu woke up as soon as Jiang Duo turned over.

Maybe it was because she went to bed early last night, even though she was tired, she woke up early.

Jiang Duo's hand gently brushed her cheek: "Did I wake you up?"

"I went to bed too early last night, I've slept enough," she turned over and put her hands on his waist: "My aunt talked to me a lot last night. She wanted to match Minglang and Yingying."

"Minglang doesn't have that intention towards Han Yingying."

"You asked."

"Don't you have the same idea?"

"That's why I wanted to find another CP after my aunt said that. But... if Minglang didn't have that intention, would I still go to Han Yingying to test it?"

Jiang Duo thought for a while: "What do you think?"

"I think... I'll test it from the side first. If Yingying doesn't have that intention at all, then we shouldn't interfere. In matters of love, if both parties have that intention but no one points it out, then we can help her directly as a friend or a relative.

Even if one party is interested, we can secretly bring them together, but if both parties don't have that intention, there's no need for us to worry about them here."

"You can handle this matter," Jiang Duo would never interfere if it was up to him.

The reason he intervened was entirely because his wife loved to join in the fun and eat melons.

If life is too peaceful, it will become more and more boring. It would be nice to have more interesting things to mix things up between relatives and friends.

Mingzhu went to school as usual, but Han Yingying still didn't come. It seemed that she had taken several days off this time.

The test would have to wait until later.

Han Yingying came to the hospital early in the morning with her schoolbag.

Fortunately, when she came, Hou Xiaoqing had just been replaced by Fang Shuyu to go home and rest.

Otherwise, Fang Minglang's heart would be in suspense again. After all, her mother might say something embarrassing.

With Fang Shuyu accompanying her here, Fang Minglang originally wanted to let Han Yingying go back.

But Han Yingying was stubborn and felt that he was injured because of her, so she should be responsible.

So after putting down her schoolbag, she took out her textbook and started reading at the window seat.

Fang Minglang had no choice but to give up, picking up his own book and continuing to read.

Fang Shuyu sat between the two beds, knitting sweaters for the three little ones, and occasionally looking up at the two young people who were both making progress. Whenever Han Yingying encountered knowledge points she didn't know, she would ask Fang Minglang for advice, and Fang Minglang taught her sincerely.

She looked at it and inexplicably thought that the picture was quite beautiful.

Thinking of how Hou Xiaoqing was worrying about Fang Minglang's marriage, she changed her mind and put away her knitting needles.

"Yingying."

Han Yingying put down the book and looked at Fang Shuyu: "What's wrong, Grandma Fang?"

"There are many people at home. I have to go back to cook at noon. I have to go back to prepare it at this time. Can you help me take care of Minglang?"

Han Yingying nodded readily: "Okay, Grandma Fang, you go back, leave this to me."

Fang Shuyu told her that if there is any difficulty, go to the male family member of the next bed to help, and then left with her bag.

As soon as she left, Han Yingying looked at Fang Minglang and smiled, "Fang Minglang, do you need me to help you now?"

"No."

"Then I will continue reading."

"Ask if you don't know."

The two of them were busy for more than half an hour, until Fang Minglang moved his body. Han Yingying looked up: "What's wrong?"

"Yingying, go to the next room and help me find Brother Niu, I'm going to the bathroom."

Han Yingying immediately got up and went to the next ward.

As a result, she came back soon: "Fang Minglang, the uncle next door went back to his hometown to do business, and he won't be back until the afternoon."

"Forget it, I'll go there by myself." Fang Minglang's legs were not injured and he could move, but the injury on his lower abdomen was too low. Every step he took would be very painful, and there was even a risk of tearing the wound, so he could only be carefully cared for in the early stage.

He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

How could Han Yingying let her benefactor move by himself?

She immediately rushed over and held his arm: "The wound will be torn. I'll help you go to the bathroom. I'll wait for you outside."

Fang Minglang didn't show any mercy.

Han Yingying pulled his arm, put it on her shoulder, and propped him up.

But she never expected that Fang Minglang, who looked thin, was actually quite heavy. She couldn't even take a step before she was crushed.

Although Fang Minglang pulled her in time, he only pulled her body around. Her body, which was originally parallel to him, was facing him directly. She knelt in front of him with a plop, and her face hit the forbidden area under his lower abdomen -