Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

Huo Yiling came to Han Hengchuan's private hospital with a mood of watching the show.

He carried a large fruit basket in his left hand and his mobile phone in his right hand, looking at the pictures on the Internet, while still pressing and saving.

I kept it, and suddenly the pictures behind, no matter how he downloaded them, they kept going around in circles.

Then he exited the page again, and when he entered again, there were no more black photos of Han Hengchuan left.

Huo Yiling:...

Don't think about it, but also know that Chu Yao and Jia Xi must have done this thing. Is it still useful to withdraw now?

They should already know.

The aloof Prince Han has really become a bitter woman in her boudoir, the prince's empress.

When he walked into Han Hengchuan I's ward, he saw the sacred grass jasmine all over the room for the first time, and then saw these expensive medical machines, his eyes were surprised.

"So many surviving sacred grass Jasmine, Brother Heng, wouldn't you hide it from me again and wipe out the den of the sacred grass by yourself?"

Huo Yiling put down the fruit basket, sniffed the fragrance of jasmine, feeling the body particularly comfortable.

"It would be great if we could find the dens where the sacred grass was planted." Chu Yao sat next to Han Hengchuan, cutting an apple, a little surprised at Huo Yiling's arrival.

Huo Yiling became even more puzzled. He broke a jasmine. Seeing these living sacred grass jasmine, with full color and thick flowers and leaves, he couldn't help but guess, "So these are?"

Chu Yao glanced at him unintentionally, and quickly dropped the apple, used to stop his behavior, but it was still broken.

"What are you doing? Come and do it, do you know that Brother Heng can baby these things!"

Chu Yao angrily snatched the broken sacred grass Jasmine from his hand.

Huo Yiling's Jasmine was taken away, and he was so fierce as to see Han Hengchuan's eyes that almost ate him, making him very puzzled.

"Since there are so many surviving sacred grass jasmine, then you must have a way to break a flower. Is it necessary to make such a fuss?" Huo Yiling said.

Their brotherhood is not as deep as a jasmine.

I felt hurt in an instant.

Chu Yao snorted, but he was a little gloating.

Before, he wanted to own a pot by himself. He didn't occupy one pot, but one by one, isn't this too much?

Then he picked it.

Then he was scolded by Brother Heng, and the one million was taken back. Now that someone has stepped in his footsteps, can he be miserable?

"This is a gift from my sister-in-law to Brother Heng. Brother Heng is not good enough for his own baby. You still pick his flowers. Isn't this the baby that touched him?"

Chu Yao looked at Huo Yiling with a smile, as if saying: You are done, you are dead.

When Chu Yao was speaking, Huo Yiling could feel the look in Han Hengchuan's eyes on him, a bit sharper.

The heavier and more oppressive he felt, he was about a dozen centimeters shorter.

The sacred grass jasmine in the hand is neither taken nor thrown.

Decided to change the subject: "Little sister-in-law has so many magical jasmine! Didn't the little sister-in-law plant a magical grass base secretly?"

But obviously, the topic he changed hadn't transferred to Han Hengchuan's heart, and Han Hengchuan still looked at him with that angry look.

"Yiling, take care. The one you pinched is the tenderest and the best. Get ready to lie down on the bed with Brother Hang."

Chu Yao silently patted Huo Yiling on the shoulder, but the raised corner of his mouth couldn't hide his gloating expression.

Huo Yiling really couldn't hold the sight that fell on him, and he shifted the target to Chu Yao.

"It's not all why you didn't tell me earlier. If you told me, I wouldn't pick it."

When Chu Yao heard this, he became angry. This guy had offended Brother Heng himself and wanted to drag him into the water.

It's so scheming!

This is too much!

"I didn't see you here. I was so pleasantly surprised. Before I could react, you just picked it up. Can my thinking be as fast as yours?"

"It's fine if you pick it. It's actually the tenderest and best one, not one. You picked half of it!"

"Look at that pot of vigorously growing sacred grass, now alone, it has become a single-stroke commander."

Chu Yao quickly fought back, leaving Huo Yiling speechless.