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Chapter 254

    

urse announced that Shen Yu had drowned, Fu Yechen hurriedly took a few steps back and quickly fled the scene!Shen Yu is dead! The baby in her belly will not survive!this is not what he wants. He want...Chapter 254

"I'm sorry, Dr. Shen." Fu Shiting quickly adjusted his mood and restored his usual indifference. "it was my fault last night." I need to calm down! "

his voice settled and he strode out of the bedroom.

Shen Yu's face froze.

she thought that when she squeezed out her tears, Fu Shiting would come over and hug her and coax her.

but why is his attitude still so cold

I can't believe you just go!

that was not his attitude when he put his arm around Qin Anan last night!

Shen Yu kept a straight face and raised her hand to wipe away tears from her face.

although the process last night broke her heart and made her miserable, the result was good.

she found her cell phone and dialed Fu Yechen: "I made it."

Fu Yechen laughed out loud: "Dr. Shen, you are really awesome!" If there's anything I can do next, just let me know! I'll do whatever you want. "

Shen Yu was very sore when she listened to Fu Yechen's voice.

if only Fu Shiting had half of Fu Yechen's obedience to her.

"am I not very feminine Your uncle never looked me in the eye. " Shen Yu said sadly, "I was naked in front of him, and he didn't respond."

Fu Yechen laughed even louder, "my uncle is not normal in the first place!" Dr. Shen, you should really see my uncle. He is the one who needs treatment the most. "

Shen Yu thought he was joking, so she was still sad and said, "but it was normal for him to be with Qin Anan last night."

"Oh." Fu Yechen's voice weakened. "Qin Anan is so beautiful that few men can resist her temptation."

"Oh, you mean I'm not as good as her"

"No! Dr. Shen, you have a good figure and a beautiful face! You and Qin Anan. They're all beautiful! I mean, most men probably prefer the pure and erotic type of Qin Anan.

Shen Yu hung up the phone.

there is no need to deceive yourself.

she knows that Qin Anan is younger and prettier than herself.

she doesn't pray that she can get Fu Shiting's heart, just the people who get him.

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another room in the hotel.

Zhou Ziyi woke up and reached for his glasses.

he is blind without glasses.

when his hand touched a warm body, he gasped!

who is it!

Last night, he drank too much.

he has no recollection of how he lay here.

now he just wants to find his glasses and see what's going on.

Mike yawned, raised his foot and kicked him. "what the ** are you doing up so early" It's the weekend! "

"where are my glasses! Where did you hide my glasses " Although Zhou Ziyi could not see Mike's face clearly, he could see a mass of people moving.

"what am I doing with your glasses If you want me to help you find it, beg me! If you begged me, "

before Mike finished, Zhou Ziyi kicked him out of bed.

"you stinking rascal! Shameless! Why are you in my bed! " Zhou Ziyi was furious.

"Fuck! I also want to ask you how to share a bed with me! I **ing drank too much last night. I don't remember anything! " Mike climbed into bed and grabbed Zhou Ziyi by the collar.

the two just got into a scuffle in bed.

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Qin Anan was woken up by the ringtone of her cell phone.

she slept on the bench at the bus stop last night.

when she heard the bell, she took her phone out of her bag.

answered the phone, and she put the phone to her ear.

she was badly burned when her fingers touched her ear.

her skin is so hot!

she has a fever!

"Qin Anan! They hit me again! " Mike's voice came indignantly from the phone. "I drank too much last night and slept with Zhou Ziyi again!" I'm drunk. I don't know anything! How can they blame me "

Qin Anan held his head in one hand, took a deep breath and said, "if you think you're okay, call the police!"too many personal things."is helpful. Treatment requires knowing how the patient's illness occurs. Like what happened to him before he got sick. " Qin Anan said."then let my father answer your questio...