Chapter 279

After taking the medicine, the head is sober, but the body is still very soft, I don't know whether it is just wake up or empty.

Turning over, cen Qinghe picks up the mobile phone with the screen always on and squints at it, which shows the words "shangshaocheng" calling.

Sliding on the connect button, she took the phone to her ear and whispered, "hello?"

Shangshaocheng's voice came quickly, with some impatience, "are you sleeping to death? I've called you six or seven times. "

CEN Qinghe whispered back: "I fell asleep."

There was a lot of traffic in the mobile phone. He said in a deep voice, "where are you? Come and pick me up. I'm downstairs. "

CEN Qinghe hears speech, subconscious brow a Cu, surprised ask: "ah? Which hospital are you downstairs? "

Shangshaocheng bear impatient temper, word by word back: "Dongcheng second courtyard, hurry up."

CEN Qinghe was dazed, and the room in the hotel was dark. She could not help sitting up with her arms, turned on the bedside lamp, and asked vaguely, "are you in winter city? Is it true or not? "

Shang Shaocheng said angrily: "Mo Ji, can you hurry up? I'm freezing to death! "

CEN Qinghe asked again, "are you really in winter city?"

Shang Shaocheng said in a bad voice: "you really make me open my eyes here. A good hospital has to be like a place of entertainment. The four characters of the second hospital of Dongcheng are very red. I don't know. I think the hospital is celebrating the new year every day. There are a row of small restaurants outside the hospital? Don't you do town planning here? Anyway, it's also a provincial capital. How can it be the same as the enlarged version of the eighth tier cities? "

On hearing this, cen Qinghe finally confirms that others are outside the hospital.

Lifting up her quilt, she got out of bed and said, "Why are you here?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "the company has something to do. It's just here to go public." After that, he urged impatiently, "where on earth are you? If you're in a hospital, tell me the room number and I'll go up by myself. Where the hell is it? It's freezing to death... "

CEN Qinghe said: "you wait for me for three minutes. I'm in the hotel. I'll come right away."

Shang Shaocheng threatened in a deep voice, "from now on, you dare to be one second late."

CEN Qinghe said nothing and hung up directly.

He picked up the dark brown Pullover Sweater lying on one side, with thin black velvet leather pants under him, and stepped on a pair of Black Medium heel pointed shoes. All this equipment belongs to Xu Li. She is wrapped in her own army green windbreaker. Without looking in the mirror, cen Qinghe leaves the hotel room and runs out in a hurry.

The Hanting hotel is just opposite the second courtyard of Dongcheng. There is only a big road between the two. When Cen Qinghe comes here, a few meters away, he sees a tall figure in a white shirt standing at the gate of the courtyard.

In autumn and winter in Northeast China, it is not only cool early, but also dark fast. At this time, it was just more than five o'clock in the evening, but it was already dark, and only the roadside lamps were lighting up.

Everyone was wearing black, gray, brown and dark coats, so it was even more obvious that shangshaocheng, a white shirt, was very impressive.

Standing on the curb of the road at the gate of the courtyard, he didn't know whether he wore too little or was too handsome, which attracted passers-by's eyes. But he himself didn't care. He carried a bag in his right hand and a cigarette in his left hand. Cen Qinghe ran from behind him and cried out three meters away: "Hey."

When shangshaocheng heard the news, he turned his head.

A long time later, cen Qinghe still remembered that shangshao city appeared on the street in the evening of mid September in the northeast. Maybe he was standing in a special position. As soon as he turned his head, the warm yellow light of the street lamp just shot across the profile of his side face, making his face hidden between bright and dark.

At this moment, cen Qinghe was really surprised. She didn't think about it carefully. Was the beat of her heart beat startled or amazing? Because the one or two seconds was very short. When Shang Shaocheng saw her, she immediately turned around and strode towards her.

When he came to her, he didn't say a word. He just raised his left hand to her. Cen Qinghe was alert and defensive, and tentatively said: "what? I don't smoke. "

Shang Shaocheng was so angry that his pretty face was gloomy and his thin lips opened. He said angrily, "I'll show you my watch. Do you have any idea of time? It's still three minutes. It's all seven minutes."

CEN Qinghe shriveled mouth, helpless and wronged way back: "I'm not the time concept is not strong, is not sensitive to the length of distance, I thought so close, may blink of an eye, who knows half the way is waiting for the elevator, is waiting for the red light, you don't rely on me, I hung up the phone to come out, that still have to wear clothes."

Speaking of the word "clothes", Shang Shaocheng frowned and looked at her from head to foot. His eyes went from her shoes to her face. His voice was calm and he asked with some doubts: "how do you dress like inheriting the ancestral property?"

CEN Qinghe almost rolled his eyes when he heard the speech. She came up in one breath and said in a dull voice: "I'm in a hurry to come back. I forgot that the Northeast has cooled down long ago. If I don't wear my mother's clothes, can I wear a vest on my bare thigh?"

Shang Shaocheng looked straight at Cen Qinghe, deliberately very calm and rational said: "you also know to wear more, afraid of cold, you look at me, I've been standing here for nearly half an hour."

There was a storm hidden under his calm. From the pronunciation, it was also said by biting his back teeth.

CEN Qinghe knew later and hurriedly said, "Oh, is it frozen? Why don't you wear more? "

"Who can't? I'll call you, and you can just pick it up. It's like being deaf. "

Shang Shao city is not happy, this fire naturally wants to vent towards Cen Qinghe.

CEN Qinghe casually replied, "I took medicine before I went to bed today. I fell asleep and didn't hear it."

Smell speech, his fundus of eyes flash a touch of worry very quickly, but he is backlit but stand, cen Qinghe didn't see.

He glared at her and asked, "what's the matter?"

CEN Qinghe said: "I've just come back from Binhai. It's cold and hot. I guess the cold is a little repeated." Then she hurriedly said, "where are you going now? First find a place to sit down. Don't stand at the air outlet. Be careful you'll catch a cold. "

She casually a concern, Shang Shaocheng heart obviously a warm flow.

He gave her the bag on his right hand.

CEN Qinghe took over suspiciously, "what?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "all supplements."

CEN Qinghe Mou son a pick, busy way: "buy what tonic for me?"? I'm fine. I just have a little cold. Look at you... "

Shang Shaocheng frowned and said with disgust: "who bought it for you and you went into the operating room?"

CEN Qinghe a Leng, Shang Shaocheng tone down, lukewarm said: "to your milk belt, are some of the things that help the elderly body."

He heard on the phone how much she cared about the elderly, worried about this and that, he didn't like it, at best just... Really want to help her, don't want to see her anxious.

Yes, not to please. He is filial.

CEN Qinghe looked inside along the bag. The boxes inside were all long brocade boxes. She knew that things were expensive just by looking at the boxes. She quickly handed the bag back and said, "no, my milk surgery is very smooth. The doctor said that I can go back after staying in the hospital for a week. We'll buy what we need. Thank you."

Seeing that she handed the bag back, Shang Shaocheng turned his face and glared at her coldly. Instead of reaching for it, he said in a deep voice, "it's Chen Boxuan's and Shen Guanren's share. Don't give it back to them yourself."

Then, without waiting for Cen Qinghe to say anything, he suddenly turned around and left.

CEN Qinghe watched him turn his face and walk away. She was so scared that she didn't want to catch up with him. The shoes on her feet were not her own. Even if the number was right, they didn't fit. She almost sprained her feet when she caught Shang Shaocheng's arm.

Shang Shaocheng whew stood still, and then couldn't help leaning towards her. His hands and fingertips made a slight upward movement. He wanted to help her, but because of his face, he held back.

CEN Qinghe stood firm, wrinkled his facial features, looked up at him and said, "are you a monkey?" Turned over faster than reading books.

Shangshao city is still suffocating. It's been seven hours flying all the way here. It has nothing to do with its clothes and luggage. It specially instructs people to go to the tonic shop to buy the best ginseng, wolfberry, velvet antler and bird's nest.

He tried to make her happy, but she tried to make him go.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, cen Qinghe also knew what he was upset about, so he purred his eyes and said in a slightly coquettish tone: "that's not polite?"

Shang Shaocheng said with no expression: "dress."

CEN Qinghe didn't think much of it and said, "when people give gifts, we are polite. That's etiquette. China's 5000 year old cultural tradition. Do you drink too much foreign ink? Don't you remember that?"

Seeing her face on her nose, Shang Shaocheng suddenly frowned, and his beautiful black eyes were dizzy with dangerous anger.

CEN Qinghe would look at his eyes. Before he got angry again, he said with a smile: "I'm wrong. Is it OK if I'm wrong? Thank you, director of Commerce. I'll take your gift and your heart together, and keep it in my heart. I forget that no one can forget your kindness. Thank you very much. I thank your family

Shangshaocheng's face changed several times. He was really angry and liked it. It was a wonderful feeling. It was like he was in love and killing each other. The more angry she was with him, the more energetic he was - in a word, cheap.

At the bottom of my heart, I can't tell whether I'm happy or angry, but on the surface of shangshao City, I must maintain the tall image of the paper tiger, full of disgust, with a bad tone: "didn't you break your foot?"

He used this way to hide his worry about her, cen Qinghe looked down, smile heartless, big back: "it's OK, OK."

Shangshaocheng can't do anything about her. Just as she wants to hurt her, suddenly a night wind blows, and Cen Qinghe's buttonless windbreaker is lifted, and she shivers.

He leaned down without any trace to protect her from the wind, and complained in a deep voice: "can we go to the hospital again? If I get a headache, cen Qinghe, you wait to go back to the night city. How can I put on your shoes? "