"Ding Ling Ling..."
When the alarm clock rang, yunqingxi woke up from his sleep and rubbed his bleary eyes.
After drinking ginger soup last night, she sweated all over. After washing, she slept heavily and slept until dawn.
"Miss Yun, are you awake?"
The servant knocked on the door and brought in breakfast.
The servants have a good understanding of yunqingxi's living habits. They know that Miss Yun is used to getting up at nine in the morning, so they will bring breakfast at this time.
Today's breakfast is waffles, butter, sandwiches, butter toast, fried eggs, boiled broccoli, milk, fruit oatmeal.
The sandwich is yunqingxi's favorite flavor. It is mixed with thin cucumber shreds, mayonnaise and cucumber shreds. It has a particularly fresh taste and doesn't make people feel tired at all.
After washing, she ate a sandwich and drank milk. She was full. She looked at the rest of the food and thought it was a waste.
"I don't have to cook so much breakfast in the future. I can't eat it alone," she said to the servant.
The servant smiled: "these are Yu Shao's orders. We don't know your taste yet, so we'll make a little of each. When we find out your taste, we'll make fewer."
Is this the order of yeziyu?
I can't see that this big pig hoof is still a playwright. I've even noticed these details. The acting is so similar.
Yunqingxi went into the bathroom, rinsed her mouth with mouthwash, changed her pajamas and planned to go out.
"Where is Miss Yun going?" asked the servant.
"I heard that the young master of Mo's family was hospitalized. I met him last time at the birthday party of Nan's family. I'm going to see him in the hospital today." Yun Qingxi's tone was careless.
The servant was not suspicious: "OK, I'll call the driver now."
The driver was on standby 24 hours a day and soon drove yunqingxi to the hospital.
After entering the hospital, yunqingxi finds Mo ziyao's ward.
This guy is lying on the hospital bed and pretending to be very decent.
"Have a fever on your foundation and wipe it too thick, approach death."
Pretending to be ill is pretending to be ill. Unexpectedly, she put on a very pale makeup. She also took the scheming of the young master of the Mo family.
Mo Zi Yao sat up and wiped the pale foundation liquid on his lips, revealing the red lips, and where was the dying look?
He sighed: "the clouds are clear. I didn't expect you to be the first to see me."
"Why, who do you want to see you?" Yun Qingxi asked.
"Of course... The more, the better. In this way, you can receive several more gifts." Mo ziyao hit ha ha.
Yun Qingxi knows that he doesn't care about gifts at all. As Mo ziyao, he can't buy anything. Do you still need someone to give it?
Yun Qingxi didn't expose his lie: "that's too unfortunate. With your popularity, I'm afraid I'm the only one who will come to 'see a doctor'."
And I didn't bring any gifts. I brought a fruit basket.
I bought it outside the hospital. It cost 89 yuan. The fruit inside doesn't look very delicious.
Mo ziyao didn't dislike it. He asked the nurse to wash an apple and chewed it in his hand.
People look good. Even ge you is paralyzed and gnawing apples on the hospital bed, he also gnaws out a very pleasing feeling.
Yunqingxi took out her mobile phone and sent a video to yeziyan.
At this time, yeziyan just finished class and quickly picked up the video.
Mo ziyao looked at Yunqing curiously and didn't understand what she was doing.
Until yunqingxi handed the mobile phone to him, until he saw the familiar face in the mobile phone... He couldn't help but lag when he chewed the apple, and quickly threw the apple aside: "Ziyan, how is it you?"
"Brother ziyao, are you ill? Is this in the hospital?" yeziyan's tone was very worried.
"Yes, I'm in the hospital." Mo ziyao nodded. He didn't have the usual arrogance. His hair was always in disorder. He looked like a docile big dog because he was crushed on the hospital bed.
"What's the matter with you? It's so cold. Go to the south of the city and buy me some baked sweet potatoes." yeziyan complained very much.
That's what I said, but I was worried.
Mo ziyao is a person who has a cold and fever and never sees the doctor. He should be very ill this time. Otherwise, how could he go to the hospital for an injection with his temperament?
"If you don't like it, I won't go next time." Mo ziyao looked at the Yezi cigarette in the video. It looked like he was waiting for the master to shun Mao, but his words weren't very pleasant to listen to. "For this minor disease, just call me brother. Be obedient and call brother."
Yeziyan: "
Well, if you are affectionate for only three seconds, the atmosphere will be destroyed!
Rao is yunqingxi, a straight woman who doesn't understand feelings. She also feels that this guy's EQ is really not very high. Why does Mingming look so childish at the same age as yeziyu?
His EQ is not high and he is good at playing. In order to make yeziyan look at him more, he thought of pretending to be ill. It's really... People can't comment.
"You bad thing, you call me a dog?"
Sure enough, the night smoke at that end blew up.
Mo ziyao almost wanted to smoke his mouth: "I... I don't mean that."
"I think that's what you mean. You have the strength to scold me. It seems that it should be almost better. I'm still worried about you! I'm going to class soon. I won't tell you. If you dare to climb over the wall to find me next time, I'll let the dog bite you!"
Yeziyan said, angrily hanging up the phone.
Mo ziyao: "
He looked at the darkening mobile phone screen and showed an expression that life is better than death.
"OK, I did what I promised Ziyan." Yun Qingxi took away her mobile phone, sat on one chair, packed her bag and planned to leave.
"Wait..." Mo ziyao stopped her.
"What are you waiting for?" Yunqing raised her eyes.
"You... You came here without telling Ye Ziyu them?" asked Mo ziyao.
"The driver of the night family sent me here. Do you think I'm hiding it?" Yun Qingxi asked.
Mo ziyao shook his head: "no, I'm not talking about this. I mean, the night family doesn't know about the video you helped me with Xi Xi?"
"Of course not." Yun Qingxi thought it was a stupid question.
No matter how low her IQ is, she can't publicize such a thing.
"Then come on," Mo ziyao crossed his hands behind his head and leaned against the bed, "so, sister Xi, you are a grasshopper on the same boat as us now."
"Stop," Yun Qingxi raised her eyebrows. "When did you and I become a grasshopper on the boat? Besides, it's called a grasshopper, not a grasshopper."