Although she was not completely close to Murong Jinyan's body, Tang Busan felt the warmth of his arms, and his big hand gently touched her body. That made her feel extremely relieved.

I like him or I like him so much. No matter what I gave birth to... I can never change the deepest feelings in her heart.

"Okay! I've agreed, you're going to be with me!" Tang Buhua nodded.

With the help of Murong Jinyan, Tang Buhua finished wearing it, and Murong Jinyan specially helped her choose a set of clothes that would be easier to take out her arms.

"It will hurt..." Tang Buhua carefully grabbed the corner of Murong Jinyan's clothes with the other hand that could move.

Murong Jinyan really thought she was funny and cute. She pulled the corner of his clothes and looked a little aggrieved. She looked like a little underage animal, following the person she trusted the most.

"You are not afraid when you are cut or stitched. Why are you suddenly so scared at this time?" Murong Jinyan asked looking at her.

"Because it was very painful at that time," Tang Buhua said seriously, "Because I was cut, it was very painful. I wanted to make up for such pain, and... I could take anesthesia, but... I removed the stitch and it looked a little weak."

Tang Buhua gently pouted his little mouth. Murong Jinyan stretched out a finger and gently pressed her pouted little mouth, "It must not hurt. If you feel it hurts..."

"What if it hurts? Do you want to buy flowers for me?" Tang Buhua took the opportunity to make his request.

"What? Do you want flowers?" Murong Jinyan asked with some wonder.

Tang Buhua nodded repeatedly: "You want it!"

"Then you go and remove the stitches, I'll buy you flowers." Murong Jinyan felt helpless. How could he coax Tang Buhuai? It was a bit like coaxing a child... It wasn't right. Tang Buhuai was just a child in his heart, sometimes naughty, but overall, he was still a very obedient little sister.

It’s not just a few flowers that can make her obedient, and she can buy it every day.

"So you like flowers." I thought you only like combat games, but of course Murong Jinyan didn't say the following sentence.

"I like it... am I a girl too, okay? And... my goal is to be a fashion designer. I usually have a strong preference for things with a sense of design. I don't want to buy any bouquets of such beautiful things..."

I don’t know what’s going on, but Murong Jinyan actually got the account so quickly.

He is not short of money, he just asked for an expert consultation of 200 yuan, but it was just a stitch removal. How could it be so exaggerated? But Murong Jinyan would think that this is faster. In his eyes, it is the most worthwhile not to waste time.

The expert collected the money and was nothing wrong with being able to do some relaxed things. He brought out the plate and signaled Tang Buhua to sit in front of her. Tang Buhua held his small face and big eyes were red, as if he was about to cry. Seeing that the doctor was obviously practicing medicine to save people, he felt particularly guilty.

"Don't look at me," the doctor said.

"Brother..." Tang Buhua raised his head and glanced at Murong Jinyan.

"I'll hold you." Murong Jinyan suddenly said.

Before Tang Buhua could react, Murong Jinyan hugged her head, raised her other hand, and directly grabbed the back of her head.
Chapter completed!