The heroine robs the marriage? The Beijing circle big man follows the army to the island

Jiang Zeyuan hurriedly coaxed, "Wife, don't be angry. I swear to God that I won't even look at her from now on, okay?"

She snorted, and continued walking forward without looking back.

Jiang Zeyuan carried firewood and followed behind happily, saying nice things all the time.

Although he was very happy inside because his wife was jealous, he still tried very hard to coax her.

"Wife, don't be angry. You are the only one in my heart. I have never even looked at that Liu Zhu." He had a flattering look on his face and stared at Jian Yue.

Jian Yue still ignored him and quickened her pace.

Jiang Zeyuan quickly took a few steps and stood in front of her.

"Wife, you're not pretty when you're angry, just smile."

As he spoke, he made a face.

Jian Yue was almost amused by him, but she held it back and turned her head to look away.

The two of them trotted back home, one after the other.

tonight

Lively~

Intense~

Communication does not stop......

Dormitory of the Art Troupe

"Zhang Qing, can you accompany me to the follow-up visit for my foot injury today?" Ye Qingqing asked Zhang Qing with a faint smile on her face and a gentle look in her eyes.

I felt sad in my heart: Lin Shuhuan, are you really unmoved by me?

When Zhang Qing heard this, she was so happy that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

But he still tried his best to suppress his inner excitement and tried to make himself look calm.

But the slightly raised corners of her mouth still betrayed her, "Okay."

Along the way, Zhang Qing chattered non-stop, "Qingqing, you need to check your foot carefully. Our art troupe cannot do without you. It would be such a pity if you were delayed because of this foot injury. We all hope that you will get better soon so that we can shine on the stage together."

As he spoke, he excitedly demonstrated dance moves.

Ye responded with a smile, his eyes full of gratitude, "I know, with you saying so, I will definitely get better quickly. I am also anxious, so I hope to recover quickly."

The two arrived at the military hospital in a short while.

Ye Qingqing specifically asked for Lin Shuhuan's number.

When it was Ye Qingqing's turn to see the doctor.

The moment Lin Shuhuan saw Ye Qingqing, his heart was filled with turmoil.

But his expression was still cold, as if he was treating an ordinary patient, "Sit down and stretch out your legs."

She did as she was told, but her eyes were fixed on Lin Shuhuan, trying to read something from his expression.

Zhang Qing secretly glanced at Lin Shuhuan from the side, staring at his focused expression and handsome profile, and her heart couldn't help but feel ripples.

I thought to myself: Doctor Lin looks really good.

Lin Shuhuan lowered his head and carefully examined her sprained ankle, touching it lightly with his fingers, "Does it still hurt?"

Ye bit her lip lightly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Lin Shuhuan didn't say anything, but his hands kept moving. After the examination, he said calmly, "You're recovering quite well. Be careful not to do strenuous exercise. You'll be fine after a while. During this time, you should rest and keep warm. You can use a hot towel to apply more often."

Ye Qingqing looked at his indifferent look, feeling a little disappointed, "Thank you."

After saying that, she stood up and prepared to leave, and Zhang Qing quickly supported her.

At this moment, Lin Shuhuan suddenly said, "Wait."

Ye Qingqing and Zhang Qing both turned around.

Lin Shuhuan picked up a pen and wrote something on the prescription pad, then handed it to Ye Qingqing, "Take this to the pharmacy to get some medicine. Take it on time every day, and you will get better faster."

After taking the prescription, a smile finally appeared on his face, "Thank you, Dr. Lin."

Then he and Zhang Qing left the clinic.

Lin Shuhuan stared at Ye Qingqing's back, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Zhang Qing couldn't help but look back and secretly glance at Lin Shuhuan again before following Ye Qingqing.

Hospital canteen

"Hey, Lin Shuhuan, today Ye Qingqing from the art troupe came to see you specifically for medical treatment. Is she interested in you?" Zhang Shilei teased with a smile.

Lin Shuhuan frowned, "Don't talk nonsense, she just came to see her foot injury."

"Why do I have to find you to treat my foot injury? I think this matter is not that simple." Zhang Shilei insisted.

Lin Shuhuan shook his head helplessly, "It's nothing, don't make random guesses."

At this time, another colleague came over and said, "I think that female comrade is pretty. Doctor Lin, if you are interested, you should hurry up."

He put down his chopsticks and said, "Alright, alright, eat quickly and stop worrying about me."

......

The sun was shining brightly, Jian Yue was sitting at the table, writing and drawing on paper with a pen in hand.

Draw the design of the oven and then build it.

With his brows slightly furrowed and his eyes focused, the tip of the pen kept moving, and the outline of the oven gradually became clear.

This little thing is no problem for her.

Sometimes he would stop writing, gently measure the size on the paper with his fingers, and mutter to himself.

Sometimes he would slightly raise his head, think for a moment, and then quickly put pen to paper.

Others might think this is a complicated task, but Jian Yue is methodical and confident.

After a while, a complete and detailed oven design appeared on paper.

He put down the pen, looked at his work with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

After finishing the picture, Jiang Zeyuan just returned home.

As soon as I entered the door, my eyes were attracted by the oven design drawn by Jian Yue, and I was instantly shocked.

After walking closer and taking a closer look, he couldn't help but say, "Wife, this drawing is so similar to the style drawn by those designers in the army. This is simply a professional-level design!"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Yue's heart skipped a beat.

Oops, is the vest going to fall off?

Jiang Zeyuan didn't think much about it at first, but when he saw his wife looking a little panicked, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Yes! How could she, a student who just graduated from high school, learn all these?

Jiang Zeyuan frowned, and after a while, he put the design drawing in his pocket.

"Wife, I'm hungry." He quickly changed the subject.

Jian Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed his words, "Then let's go eat!"

As he said this, he stood up and walked towards the living room. His steps were a little hurried and he still felt a little guilty.

Jiang Zeyuan followed behind her, but his eyes were always on her, as if he was thinking about something.

In fact, there are so many secrets about my wife.

After spending so many days together, how could he not notice anything?

Just don't explore it!

In fact, it is difficult to explain why she is such a good cook.

Because he had already investigated it.

"Jian Yue" has never cooked before.

But, he really liked the "Jian Yue" in front of him.

So, no matter who she is, I don't want to expose this matter.

However, today's matter is a bit troublesome.

How can I remind her to keep her abilities to herself?

The two of them sat at the table in a somewhat silent atmosphere.

Jiang Zeyuan looked up at Jian Yue from time to time.

Jian Yue kept her head down and ate the rice in the bowl.

My mind was still working fast, thinking about how to make up for what had just happened.

He had no idea that his vests had already fallen off one after another.