After hearing this, yanbaozi snorted coldly and went upstairs with a careful hand.
Master Chu: "..."
Mengmeng: "..."
After a while, Mengmeng asked: "brother, is sister-in-law angry?"
"You ask me, who do I ask?" Young master Chu himself is still inexplicable.
Just now, I'm fine. I'll change my face.
It seems that he didn't do anything to make her angry, did he?
Meng Shao scratched his head innocently, threw the cotton swab in his hand and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Master Chu took a big step and ran up the stairs.
Yanyi people still remember the direction of the bedroom, holding the careful liver back to the bedroom, Xiaoxingan was very happy, humming the children's songs that they didn't know where to hear from, and humming off and on.
Young master Chu pushed the door in and saw that the mother and daughter were ready for lunch break.
He coughed softly and went over: "baozi, angry?"
Yan baozi pretends not to hear, holds Xiaoxingan and kisses her soft face. "Xiaoxingan, let's sleep."
"Good mother!" Be careful of the liver suddenly turning over, the octopus as firmly clinging to her.
The neglected Master Chu is not willing.
But I can't take her!
"Have a good rest." Leaving his words behind, Master Chu turned and left the bedroom.
Jane came to the other hospital blundering. After the security clearance, she entered the other hospital.
She walked with a book in her arms.
Every step, the knee hurts.
The pace is very stiff. A closer look shows a little limp.
Zhou muyao sketched in the shade of a tree. Jane Lingxi went there. Afraid of disturbing her, she stood by and waited without saying a word.
"Here comes the spirit?" Zhou muyao put down her brush, turned around and raised her hand.
Jane Lingxi immediately came to her side and held her hand: "cousin, do you feel better?"
"As usual."
Jane Lingxi handed her the books in her arms. She had been looking for them in the library for a long time before she found them all.
Zhou muyao will be bored alone. Reading books is not a lack of a way to relieve boredom.
Turning over a few pages, Zhou muyao nodded contentedly, held Jane's hand and patted: "you're working hard."
"It's not hard to hear what my cousin said."
"Did you have lunch? I didn't eat with my cousin. "
The servant pushes Zhou muyao back to the room, and Jane Lingxi follows her.
"Miss Jane, what's the matter with your leg?" exclaimed the servant
Jane yanked at her skirt, trying to cover her injured knee: "it's OK."
"What's the matter?" Zhou muyao motioned to the servant to stop first. She took Jane Lingxi and stood in front of her.
Raising her hand, pulling up her skirt, her injured knee was immediately exposed to her eyes.
Zhou muyao raised his head painfully, "how did you do it?"
"That's right. I fell down by accident."
"Why don't you say it when you're hurt, son?" Zhou muyao put down her skirt and said anxiously, "ask the doctor to come right away."
"Yes, ma'am."
The doctor soon came to another hospital to deal with the wound on Jane's knee.
Zhou muyao sat in a wheelchair, watching her face, but also heartache: "do you have a class in the afternoon?"
"No."
"Your father has been transferred and your mother will go with him. Your mother is not at ease when you stay at home alone. I'll settle down here later. "
"Transfer?!" Jane's subconscious is to stand up, knee a pass, and suddenly fell back to the sofa.