Chapter: 1779

Secretary Liu probably went to get rice cakes.

There was only a foreign female nurse in the ward, who was slightly fat.

Lu Qian really wanted to return to China.

Want it so so much��

He missed the wisteria flowers in the Lu Garden, missed the old lady's fried meatballs, and missed the apartment on Guangyuan Road, which was his and Mingzhu's real home.

But he can't.

As long as he has a breath, he will not give up.

Even if she hated him so much, even if he came back alive, she would never have that person again.

He doesn't regret it either.

Lu Qian couldn't sleep.

He got up, leaned against the bed and made airplanes one by one with paper, which Shuo Shuo liked. Once upon a time, the little guy told him that when he grew up, he would invent a plane so fast that he could reach City C as soon as he opened his eyes.

He said he missed his great uncle.

Lu Qian's pale fingers trembled: This stupid boy.

Secretary Liu came back in the snow and wind.

With a chill on his body, he shook himself at the door and said, "You're awake! Just so... this rice cake is still warm."

Come in and see those paper airplanes.

Secretary Liu pursed her lips.

Lu Qian arranged the planes and smiled: "Okay! Just eat some rice cakes."

It's said to be eaten, but in fact it's just a little taste.

It adds up to about a small spoonful.

Lu Qian felt uncomfortable in his stomach and put it down.

He squinted his eyes, looked outside and said, "How I wish to have another reunion year in China."

"I will definitely do it." Secretary Liu looked at him and knew he felt uncomfortable.

He was about to say something.

Lu Qian's cell phone rang, and the caller was Huo Shaoting. JrNovels.com