The dismemberment of Nian lie (1)_1
Nian lie sat on the single-seater sofa, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
When he heard ning Qing and Gu Nanzheng's movements, his heart ached, but he didn't dare to move.
The phone in his pocket vibrated. He carefully took it out and looked down.
It was Lu Zhui.
He was in a trance.
An hour ago, he had told Lu Zhui that he would return to the hospital after delivering the gift.
They returned to yunhuang No. 1, took their things, and rushed over without stopping.
Mr. Ning noticed that he was distracted. someone's looking for you? "
Nian Junting shook his head in shock. No.
After that, he hung up the phone, turned off the volume, and put it back in his pocket.
Mr. Ning picked up a cut apple from the plate and took a bite. you look much thinner than last time. Are you sick? "
Nian lie's dark eyes darted around. I'm just busy with work these days.