Chapter 462 Women in This World, Whoever You Want, Whoever You Want.

This is not enough, he is not someone else, he is Lige!

His hand, the hand of the painter, the hand of the brush of genius, was destroyed like this... No matter how the two fell out before, it was at least a little bit, she couldn't deny it.

Now, he is lying on the hospital bed, so pale and weak, it is caused by himself!

Thinking about it, Luo Zheng didn't admit that it was soft-hearted, and only regarded it as a responsibility.

In the end, she couldn't ignore it.

Therefore, he jumped back step by step, and while the man was watching, he took out a new water glass, helped pour a glass of water, and handed it in front of him.

"Miss Luo..."

"Don't you want to drink water? Hurry up!"

This time, it was Luo Zheng who interrupted Bo Hancheng.

Seeing that, the man was stunned and stared at himself for a long time.

Being embarrassed by him, Luo Zheng took a bit of rudeness and forcibly shoved the water glass into the man's uninjured hand: "What are you looking at? Drink!"

Bo Hancheng didn't refuse any more, took a sip gracefully, and handed it back to the girl.

Putting back the water glass, Luo Zheng looked at the man. He was sitting on the hospital bed, and the whole person was very quiet. Compared with just now, it was inexplicably less sharp and a little more fragile?

Luo Zheng thought to himself, he must be too mentally ill to have this illusion!

Just as he was about to leave, he heard the man put his fist on his lips and coughed softly.

Glancing at the fruit plate, Luo Zheng tried to suggest, "Would you like to... eat pears? I heard that pears can relieve cough..."

Hearing this, the man's black eyelashes drooped, and his voice lowered slightly: "Well, listen to you."

Why is this tone a bit weird?

Luo Zheng frowned, without thinking for a moment, went to get a fruit knife and peeled the pear little by little.

"What Anne explained, you have just heard, is there anything you want to say?"

Suddenly, the man brought up the subject.

Luo Zheng moved for a while and curled the corners of his lips: "The matter has passed, there is nothing to say."

Although, the explanation is clear, and it has nothing to do with Bo Hancheng, but in that case, I feel deeply desperate, and my heart still haunts.

"Why do you hate Mu Nianqing?"

Bo Hancheng asked again, from the conversation just now, the girl harbored a deep resentment.

This is not to mention, she has no scruples about Mu Nianqing, and she shows her true feelings everywhere... This point, beyond his previous imagination, made him extremely sure.

Luo Zheng does not dislike Mu Nianqing in general!

Looking up at Bo Hancheng, the girl couldn't help biting her lips: "Why, are you distressed?"

"Why am I distressed?"

Bo Hancheng asked lightly, with a trace of confusion.

"Because she is your woman!"

Speaking of which, Luo Zheng resented cutting off a piece of the pear peel, wishing this was Mu Nianqing!

"Nominally, she is. Actually, she's not—"

Bo Hancheng replied truthfully, and he did not hide this.

"Is it true, you know that."

Luo Zheng said coldly, feeling very depressed.

Hearing this, Bo Hancheng didn't argue any more, but instead asked, "Miss Luo, do you care about this?"

After a pause, the man leaned over and drew closer to the girl: "No way, you hate Mu Nianqing because of me?"

"No! I hate her, it has nothing to do with you."

Luo Zheng retorted without any hesitation.

Immediately, he met the man's deep eyebrows, thought back and forth for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Women in this world, whoever you want, whoever you want. But Bo Hancheng, can you...not Mu Nianqing?"