The man said firmly, black eyes always smile.
Lu Jixiang is not happy. He looks at him with his little mouth pouting.
Song Jincheng waved to her, still gentle: "come here, auspicious!"
"No!"
Lu Jixiang does not move, arrogantly makes a small temper.
Song Jincheng was not angry. He leaned over and put the tea bowl back on the table, with a bland expression: "you can come, but I'll go!"
With that, he was about to get up.
Lu Jixiang has become a veteran. When she saw a man like this, she came to him like a little rabbit. With a hippy smile, she said, "Professor Song, can you help me write another one? Just write one according to your level. I'm going to graduate soon. Let me have a good time in my class! "
Song Jincheng was not in a hurry to reply. He held people in his arms first.
"It's not that I don't help you, even if I'm willing to write for you, your teachers won't believe it!"
"How?" Lu Jixiang looked up as like as two peas in his arms. "I didn't copy it online, and I couldn't find the exact same places elsewhere. How could they not believe it?"
Song Jincheng has been completely speechless to her.
"Lucky, do you think your teachers are all fools? At least I've been with you for four years. As for the level of each student, in fact, teachers have scores in their hearts! "
"You mean, you don't want to help me?"
"It's not that I don't help you, even if I have to cheat, I can't go too far!"
"No way!" Lu Jixiang retorted: "as long as you don't say it, no one will know that you wrote it for me!"
Song Jincheng covers his forehead and thinks that the vanity of her little monkey is quite serious!
"Jixiang, now the whole school knows that I'm your husband. Do you think I can keep it from you?"
"This is also..." Lu Jixiang frowned.
Song Jincheng patted her on the shoulder and continued: "OK, go out. Remember to read the paper several times and get familiar with it!"
"Good!"
Lu Jixiang turned and walked out, but after a few steps, she suddenly looked back at the man: "what are you doing now?"
"Work!"
The man replied, sitting in front of his desk, his right hand has been put on the mouse, and the white screen light instantly brightens his face.
In order to organize her thesis, he almost piled up a day's work, it seems that tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!
"Then you work, I won't disturb you!"
On the other hand, after Lu Jixiang finished, she turned around and went out with her paper in her hand. She was very happy with Meizi.
As long as the thesis is finished, she will never have any worries!
Before going to bed at night, Lu Jixiang received a strange phone call.
In fact, it's not strange. If we have to use a word to describe it, it's - very surprised, very unexpected!
As soon as the phone was put through, the cold and concise male voice immediately came: "I'm Zhai Yao!"
Hearing Zhai Yao, Lu Jixiang's hair stood up.
But song Jincheng was not around, so she had no choice.
"Er, Zhai, Mr. Zhai, ha ha, Hello!"
Zhai Yao's reaction is not big, and there is no emotion in his voice. He is as cold as ice.
"Xiaoxiao is ill. She wants to see you!"
"What! Is Xiaoxiao ill? " Hearing this, Lu Jixiang immediately sat up from the bed and asked, "what's wrong with Xiaoxiao? What's wrong with her? "
"I have something to do tomorrow morning. If you are free, you can come to see Xiaoxiao!"
"Well, you haven't said it yet."
"Dudu, Dudu..."
The other party has cut off the phone.
"Ah Lu Jixiang gritted her teeth and was so angry that she wanted to drop the phone.
What kind of bullshit attitude is he? Will he die if he says two more words?
Depressed!
It's like having a long and painful dream. She's caught between the ice and fire. Life is not like death.
Zhou Xiaoxiao doesn't know what's wrong with her. She is very sad. She is like a drowning person, struggling in the water. She wants to open her mouth to breathe, but what spills into her mouth is always bitter liquid!
She's in pain, hot pain!
She thought she was going to die, but she didn't want to! She can't die yet!
Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
The first thing I saw was the white pillow. It turned out that she was lying face down on the bed. No wonder she felt suffocated when she couldn't breathe the air!
Zhou Xiaoxiao turns her head and looks around. She finds that she has returned to Zhai Yao's private villa.
She couldn't help swallowing, but there was a dry pain in her throat.
She's thirsty, she wants water!
"Me"
Zhou Xiaoxiao subconsciously wants to open her mouth to shout, but just issued a syllable, she wrinkled her facial features in pain.
It's too painful. It's like a torn throat!
In desperation, she had to reach for the water herself.
"Kuangdang"
The water cup fell to the ground and fell apart.
Immediately, the door was pushed open.
The servant walked in quickly and came to the bedside, full of joy: "Miss, you finally wake up!"
Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at her, opened her mouth and pointed to her throat.
The servant responded and said, "just a moment, please. I'll pour water for you right away."
With that, he turned around and went out in a hurry.
After two minutes, the servant came in again with a glass of water in his hand, followed by the housekeeper.
"Miss!"
Seeing that Zhou Xiaoxiao was awake, the housekeeper could not help sighing with relief: "thank God, you are awake at last!"
Why does everyone say that?
Zhou Xiaoxiao felt strange, but she couldn't ask, so she had to look at the water cup in the servant's hand.
The servant squatted by the bed, looked at the girl and said, "Miss, you have a wound on your back. The doctor doesn't recommend you to move during the healing period. Well, I'll put a straw in the cup. Would you like to drink with the straw
Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded, as long as she can drink water, how good!
The servant put the straw into the water cup and handed it to her mouth.
Zhou Xiaoxiao's action is very urgent. When she looks up, she opens her mouth and holds the straw. Gulu Gulu begins to suck the water thirsty.
Less than half a minute, the whole glass of water bottomed out.
The housekeeper watched, frowning.
Waiting for Zhou Xiaoxiao to release the straw, he took the opportunity to say: "Miss, would you like something to eat? Porridge is always warm in the kitchen. If you want to eat it, you can serve it at any time! "