Chapter 664

At that time, it was 8:30 a.m. in LA city.

In Ling Zihuan's apartment, Mu Yi is very broad and tall, busy in the kitchen.

Little girl is lying in bed to make up for sleep, today is the first day of her physiological period, early in the morning haggard can't, and almost cry.

Mu Yi made ginger soup for her without expression. He cut ginger slices skillfully, but the drooping eyelids covered the angry color at the bottom of his eyes.

Angry with herself, she didn't keep a good record of her physiology. It took her to the Universal Studios yesterday.

Just now, the cell phone that the little girl put in the living room rang, he saw the caller ID, it was Mr. Qiao.

I didn't want to answer, but when he called the second call, there was a voice in his heart.

So, in such a surging mood, he answered the phone beyond the moment, and said something imaginative.

It was not his intention, but he blurted it out.

Mu Yi cut ginger action slightly pause, thought, he can't help laughing at himself.

Maybe the words of Si Shao gave him too much courage and support, so he thought he could compete with Qiao Er Shao.

Mu Yi thought to himself. He put all the ginger slices in the pot. As soon as he opened the gas, the door of the kitchen was opened.

Ling Zihuan's pale and slightly surprised face came in through the crack of the door. The ball on her head shook: "wood, what are you doing?"

While she asked, her hands were still holding her belly, and she kept kneading. Her black eyes were clear and innocent.

Mu Yi's hand with the spoon was in the air. Looking back at her, her eyebrows raised, "how did you get up?"

The little girl blinked her eyes, then went to the crack of the door and said, "I'm hungry."

"Go lie down and I'll buy you breakfast after the soup." Mu Yi stirred the brown sugar ginger slices in the soup pot, raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock. She was hungry.

Ling Zihuan let out a "Oh", looked at the soup pot eagerly, turned around and walked back to the living room with her slippers.

She couldn't sleep. Just now she was sleepy. I don't know if she was under the illusion. She seemed to hear the second uncle's voice.

"Ah..." the little girl nests in the sofa, randomly pulls the blanket over her body, and her eyes fall on the windowsill.

Recently, she likes to look at the windowsill in a daze, like possessed. Every time she sets her eyes on the windowsill, the bottom of her eyes seems to be weaving out the figure of the second uncle standing in front of the window in his hospital uniform.

Ling Zihuan shriveled mouth, irritable in the forehead scratched several times, recently she has been very hard to study.

But seeing those courses, she consulted the professor again, and it would take a year and a half at the earliest to complete them all.

Long time!

In less than ten minutes, Mu Yi came out of the kitchen with ginger soup.

At a glance, he saw the girl shrinking into a small group on the sofa, with a light look and a soft face.

She fell asleep, may be physiological period uncomfortable, her small eyebrows frown, ruddy mouth slightly down, very uncomfortable appearance.

Mu Yi sighed and hesitated to wake her up when he put the ginger soup on the table.

Finally, he gave up the idea, covered her with a blanket, and went out to buy her breakfast.

He can cook, but the little girl prefers sandwiches and sweet milk from the corner cafe, so he will buy her one in advance these two days.

Later, he learned that the breakfast in that cafe was bought for her by Qiao Er Shao, so she couldn't forget the taste there.