There's No Antidote for Love Chapter 53: quarrel scold

The rose is delicate and charming like fire, with little drops of water falling on the leaves. It is fresh and moving, with a faint fragrance. Looking at this rose, Shen's sleepless sight gradually blurred, and the tears of beans dripped on the delicate petals.

"Mommy, don't cry, blossoming." Small hands wipe the surging tears on Shen's sleepless face.

Shen Weimian buried the flowers tightly in his arms, and the backlog of fear and worry in his heart was released as if he had an outlet.

77 hands held each other tightly, hugged them together and snuggled up to each other.

Shen sleepless crying made Lu Zhiyao and Bo Hengyan scuffle. When they saw blossoming back, their hearts were relieved. They all chose to stop and separate. They were tired of seeing each other and separated by one meter.

Lu Zhiyao strode forward and squatted down beside Shen Weimian, caressing Shen Weimian's slightly thin back with one hand and patting small backs with the other: "Duoduo, there are many bad people outside. You can't go out alone at such a young age, you know? Promise uncle, don't run around again next time. Let mommy stop crying."

Duo Duo clever nodded, voice glutinous glutinous comfort way: "Mommy, beautiful flowers for you, happy, don't cry."

Lu Zhiyao gently touched the heads of blossoming flowers to show encouragement.

Blossoms were around intact, and Shen's mood of collapse gradually calmed down. Seeing Lu Zhiyao's intimate attitude with Blossoms, his brow condensed into Sichuan characters, raised his hand and waved his hand that fell on her and Blossoms, and said coldly, "Lu Zhiyao, Blossoms don't bother you."

The sudden move made Lu Zhiyao's body lift back and almost sat down on the ground.

He stood up calmly, looked down at Shen Weimian and asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Weimian straightened up and pushed the flowers behind him. He said coldly, "You are not welcome here. Please leave."

Lu Zhiyao's face is as heavy as water, his heart is as painful as being pricked by a needle, and his deep eyes are burning with raging fire: "You drive me away?"

Now that she has spoken, there is nothing to take care of. Duoduo is her life. She can't imagine losing her. Lu Zhiyao can be natural and unrestrained, and her life can no longer bear any twists and turns.

Shen Weimian couldn't help but be angry with him: "Yes, it was because of your appearance that you almost left me. Don't follow us any more."

This unwarranted accusation made Lu Zhiyao's heart surge up, and the veins stood out on the back of his hand were exposed. He hit the wall next to him with a punch. He glared at her with red eyes and said: "Shen has not slept, you are unreasonable, it is simply unreasonable!"

"I am unreasonable and unreasonable." Shen Weimian was angry and ignored him. "You are a self-righteous megalomaniac. Why do you dictate my life and disrupt everything? Why are you arrogant and bad to my friends?"

Self-righteous? A megalomaniac?

Lu Zhiyao was both surprised and angry. He never thought he was such an image in Shen sleepless heart!

Shen Weimian vented his anger and was a little out of breath at that time. Bo Hengyan walked to her side, patted her on the back with one hand and demonstrated in front of her with the other. He gently said, "Sleepless, come on, listen to my instructions, shout deeply, suck, shout..."

With one breath and one breath, Shen Weimian quickly slowed down and struggled to raise a smile: "Thank you."

Bo Hengyan chuckled and shook his head.

The picture of two people smiling at each other stimulated Lu Zhiyao's nerves, and the strings burst instantly. Shen Weimian dared to laugh so happily at other men!

Lu Zhiyao's anger exploded, his forehead veins stood out and he gnashed his teeth. "Shen did not sleep, flirting with other men in front of the children. Are you so short of men?"

Bo Hengyan could not see him insulting Shen Weimian so much. He said, "Lu Zhiyao, are you still a man? There is no manly manner at all."

"Shut up!" I still have to suppress my temper to Shen Wunmian. I won't tolerate Bo Heng's words and Lu Zhiyao. I drank coldly, "Hypocrite!"

"Lu Zhiyao, you put-"

Hearing Shen's sleepless words to defend Bo Heng, Lu Zhiyao's eyes became even colder. He interrupted her directly and scolded her: "Shen's sleepless words, you are really fickle and unrighteous, unappreciative!"

Shen sleepless pale.

Lu Zhiyao strode away, fearing that staying any longer would hurt Shen sleepless.

"Oh--"

When passing Shen sleepless, Lu Zhiyao still couldn't resist a sarcastic sneer.

Shen Weimian's face was expressionless, but his hand at the edge of his trousers became a fist and trembled slightly. On her side, 77 clearly noticed all this. He looked at the tall and straight figure far behind his eyes. His heart was very uncomfortable. Clearly, he would be injured with Uncle Lu. Why would Mommy like him?

He shook his head and put his thoughts behind him. 77 small hands wrapped Shen's sleepless hands: "Mommy, don't take those words to heart. We know Mommy is not that kind of person."

Shen sleepless hand trembled, fist loosened, clenched 77 small hand, just like got strength, immediately cheer up. Looking up at her Boheng words with a worried face, Shen Weimian's eyes flashed through a hint of embarrassment, and his eyes touched the injury on the corners of his mouth. He sincerely apologized: "I'm really sorry to let you see such a scene and let you be injured."

Bo Heng touched the corners of his mouth and said indifferently, "It's none of your business. You don't have to blame yourself."

Shen Weimian couldn't help but care. He pulled Bo Hengyan and sat down on the bench next to him: "You sit here, I will be back soon."

As he said, he held the two children on the bench and sat down. The flowers in his hand were placed beside each other. He said, "Seven and seven, stay with Uncle Bo, don't run around."

"Mommy, rest assured, I looked at the blossoming flowers." 77 lifted him by the hand of Duoduo.

Duoduo also knew that Shen did not sleep when he left before. He nodded his head obediently: "Where is my brother, I will be there."

Shen Weimian hurried to the nearest pharmacy, but after a while, he came back with iodine and other medicines.

Put the bag on his leg, Shen Weimian took a cotton swab stained with alcohol and said to Boheng, "Your head is biased over there."

Bo Heng did what he said. Shen did not sleep lightly to disinfect the wound on the corners of his mouth and whispered, "Hold on, it may hurt a little."

She is very careful not to let go of a small wound.

Bo Hengyan remained motionless. The stimulation and pain caused by alcohol touching the wound did not respond to him. He hung his eyes and stared at the face in front of him.

Long and narrow eyelashes flapping gently, straight Joan nose, full ruddy lips, delicate cheeks that can't see any pores...

This is the first time that Boheng Yan is so close to a woman. There is a trace of unique fragrance in her breath. The woman is extremely serious and focused. Boheng Yan's eyes are dark. All these quietly enter his heart and a seed sprouts out of the ground.