"Grace, Carl family Group still has something to deal with. Please take care of Boss Carl tonight." Leaving this sentence behind, Warren Fule shook his head gently and turned to leave.
Grace smiled bitterly. After a long time, he gently pushed open the door of Carl's ward and went in.
Carl lay there with his eyes closed, his eyebrows twisted, and his face not very good. He seemed to have dreamed of something painful and his head was full of sweat.
Grace reached out his hand and gently smoothed his eyebrows. He gently stroked his well-defined handsome face. The bitterness in his heart was deep and deep.
It turns out that his life is not easy, and he also bears a lot.
She felt heartache at the thought of what she had said before that made him sad.
Just then, Carl suddenly opened his eyes.
Looking at her red eyes, his handsome eyes narrowed and he lowered his voice and said, "Grace, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"
Grace recovered, wiped the tears from his eyes and smiled, "I'm fine, Carl, are you awake? Is there anything wrong?"
"It's okay." He sat up propped up from the bed, looked at her and asked, "but Grace, why are you here? Didn't you say..."
Before he could say anything, Grace came forward and put his arms around him.
He was startled and his eyes were filled with shock.
She leaned against his arms, listened to his clearly audible heartbeat, and whispered, "Carl, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't know Martha had such a big thing and misunderstood you like this..."
Hearing her words, Carl was dazed, stretched out his hand and hugged her, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Grace, I'm sorry for you. You're right. I broke my promise again. I didn't accompany you on such a big thing as the wedding dress."
"It doesn't matter, if you like, I can show you again." Grace looked up at him and blinked.
"Of course I do. I'm glad it's too late for you to give me another chance." He smiled.
"Then we agreed that this time, you must not break your word." At this point, she stretched out her hand to him to draw a hook with him.
He smiled helplessly and hooked her little thumb.
"Hanging with a hook is not allowed to change for 100 years."
"Hanging yourself with a hook will last for 100 years and will not be changed."
In the ward, there was a cheerful laugh.
… …
After losing the fluid all night, Carl recovered, went through the discharge formalities the next day and returned home.
Hearing that he was discharged so soon, Grace, who had just returned home, hurried to his house and rang the doorbell.
He was sitting in the living room looking at the information when he saw Grace coming. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you go home and have a good sleep? Why did you come here?"
"Not to let you leave the hospital tomorrow? Why are you in such a hurry to go through the discharge formalities?" Grace gave him a white look and grunted coldly.
"I'm fine. I'll come back and look at some documents." At this point, he picked up the documents on the table and continued to read them.
Grace, however, walked up to him, grabbed the documents from his hand and sipped his lips and said, "Carl, you are a patient now. You can't work hard. Can you be obedient? Take good care of yourself first?"
"I am in good health." Someone smiled, stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, clinging to her ear bone, and whispered, "Do you want to try?"
For an instant, her face suddenly flushed red.
He suddenly picked her up in the middle, took his long legs and walked into the bedroom, leaving her on the soft big bed. He smiled and said, "Since you won't go home to sleep, then sleep in my house. I can just serve you well."
At this point, he pressed her directly and tore off her clothes.
The two hot bodies were immediately interwoven...
Next, there is an unsuitable picture for children.
After a long time, Grace was exhausted and lay in Carl's arms, falling asleep in a daze.
When she woke up, it was already dark.
She rubbed her sour arm, put on her clothes and came out of the bathroom. As soon as she went out, she smelled a smell of rice.
In the kitchen at the moment, Carl was wearing a white shirt and sleeves, cooking dinner himself.
Grace stood at the kitchen door and looked at him blankly. He thought he was dreaming that Boss Carl, who had always been out of touch with the world, had cooked himself?
"Don't stand silly, hungry? Come and eat." Carl stood at the table and said to her smiling.
She nodded gently and sat down opposite him.
He took a piece of braised pork and put it in her bowl. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Try this. I learned it specially for you."
"You feed me." But she smiled and leaned in front of him.
He smiled helplessly and fed the braised pork into her mouth with a full face of spoil.
Well, it tastes great.
Grace nodded with satisfaction, his eyes filled with happiness.
"Eat more if you like." He hook his lips and smiled, and fed her some other dishes.
Just as the two of them were talking about you and me, the urgent doorbell rang.
Carl paused, put down his chopsticks and opened the door of the villa.
The man standing at the door was Zhou Jianing.
Her hair was messy and her face was not very good. When she saw Carl, she grabbed his hand and knelt down in front of him with tears in her eyes. "Carl, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't know Zhou Jiaqiao did that kind of thing to Aunt Sun... It was all my fault, but I didn't take care of my brother..."
"You don't know?" Carl's handsome eyes narrowed and obviously did not believe it.
"Well, I thought he took Aunt Sun back to Haicheng to help Aunt Sun get a good treatment, but I didn't expect him to threaten you." Zhou Jianing said with tears in his eyes, "Carl, for your sake, I have just scolded Zhou Jiaqiao and completely fell out with him. You must never doubt me again."
Hearing this, Carl smiled sarcastically: "So what do you think I should do to you?"
"Let me go back to Carl family Group and come back to you." Zhou Jianing grabbed his skirt tightly and said with a wry smile, "You know, for a long time, I have nothing to expect. As long as I can be with you, I will be very satisfied."
"Then I have to ask my fiancee whether she agrees or not." With a faint smile, he turned sideways and looked at Grace not far away.
Grace narrowed his eyes, got up from the dining table and walked step by step to Zhou Jianing's side.
The moment he saw Grace, Zhou Jianing made a fist with his hand and his face became very ugly. "Grace, why are you here?"
'should I ask you this?" Grace sneered and pushed her away from Carl, saying word by word, "Zhou Jianing, you"d better stay away from my fiance. I won't give you another chance to get close to him!"