Chapter 143

He wanted to directly order Lu Jiang not to decoct the medicine and ignore it. But when he saw the metaphor, he was able to bear it down.

Close your eyes and sleep.

The night is tender.

It's morning.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

The metaphor made the lattice sit up.

Turn to look at the window, the sky is already bright.

Lujiang is too slow.

According to her calculation, if several medicine pots are fried at the same time, the genius will arrive.

She jumped out of bed and was about to open the door, ignoring the dent on the side of the bed.

When I entered the living room, I saw the textbook I had studied last night on the tea table. I suddenly found that the place where I just woke up was wrong.

She should have fallen asleep reading and watching last night.

So, she should be on the sofa at this moment.

Turning to see Mo Jingyao's room, the door closed gently, should be still asleep.

Well, he had a drink and he was still asleep.

So, it should have nothing to do with him. She must have gone back to her room and went to bed.

The door is open. There are two people outside.

One is sister Zhan and the other is Lujiang.

Mrs. Zhan had the ingredients in her hand.

Lu Jiang is carrying a bag full of medicine bags.

"Miss Yu, the medicine has been fried. There are ten pairs in total, two pairs a day, the amount for ten days."

Thank you very much Yu se takes over, and sister-in-law also comes in.

She's closing the door when she gets the medicine.

Lu Jiang looked at the door closing, a little annoyed, "Miss Yu, who are you frying this medicine for? Shall I deliver it for you? " To urge him to deliver it in the morning, he must drink it in the morning. Therefore, Lu Jiang, along with Mo Jingyao, was curious about who was responsible for the drug. He even dared to bother him to supervise the work in person.

It's better not to let him know who this person is, otherwise, he will not end up with this person.

"No, I'll give it to him myself."

"Oh, that All right At the bottom of my heart, there are 110000 angry resentments. But a pair of smiling faces on the surface of his face remind me of Mo Jingyao's face, who never smiles in front of him. Lu Jiang dare not say anything.

Only heart unwilling to leave.

However, he just took a step, listening to the metaphor and saying: "wait a minute."

"Miss Yu has something else to do?" At this moment, the color of the river has not fallen asleep.

Why does he make a wedding dress for others.

"There is a small supermarket near the gate of the community. Please help me buy some sweets."

"Oh."

"And some spicy snacks."

"Any more?" Lu Jiang is really getting impatient when he hears Yu se say the same thing and other things.

"You look to buy it, anyway, the food with irritant can, if there is durian best." Yu se thinks that durian is a woman's favorite, but men don't like it very much.

In the past, Chen Meishu loved to eat Yumo Yuyan, but Yu Jingan and Yu Yan never ate.

She also likes to eat, but never her share, she really did not eat durian.

"Good." Lu Jiang answered, turned and left.

I don't want to listen to metaphor any more.

Even if yu se wants him to buy something again, he doesn't care.

He didn't like it. He didn't explain.

Lu Jiang left, Yu se followed Mrs. Zhan into the kitchen.

The ingredients are very rich, chicken, duck and fish are very complete.

"Sister Zhan, this morning's breakfast is light, and rice porridge is good. Don't fry that plate of yellow croaker. If you don't eat fish this morning, you don't want it raw, cold or greasy."

"Good OK

"Recently, as long as the ink is less, you don't want to be raw, cold or greasy."

Mrs. Zhan took a look at the medicine bag in her hand and said, "is this a traditional Chinese medicine for Mo Shao? Is ink less sick? "

"Puff" a sound, metaphorical smile spurt.

Mo Jingyao is ill. This is funny.

However, this is also true. Mo Jingyao is really sick.

However, most people really can't see the illness of Mo Jingyao.

She couldn't even see people.

If it wasn't for finding that he didn't feel like eating anything, she really didn't know he was sick.

With her smile, sister-in-law Zhan was confused, "Miss Yu, did I say something wrong?"

"No No, Mo Shao is sick. You are right. " After that, he put the medicine bag into the big refrigerator with double doors, and turned around and went out of the kitchen.

With sister-in-law Zhan in, she'd better go through the book.

Race against the clock to learn for a while is a while, she also want to test the medical department of T University.

Sister Zhan looked at the figure of Yu se walking away and murmured to herself, "how sick is Mo? Is mo Shao really sick? How can that be good. "

Thinking, while picking vegetables, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a phone out.The color of the book.

When I look down to read a book, two men, one big and one small, flashed in my mind just now.

Mo Jingyao's sleeping posture has always been like standing in a military posture. Even if he was asleep, he was lying upright, absolutely tall.

As for Zhu Xu, he had no sleep at all.

If you sleep on a quilt, you have no image.

Suddenly she thought, she did not know how to sleep.

But no matter what love is.

How comfortable, how to come.

The smell came out of the kitchen.

Even if there is no raw, cold and greasy, I think Mrs. Zhan's breakfast should be good.

"Miss Yu, dinner will be served in 20 minutes." Knowing that the metaphor has started, Mrs. Zhan's probe informed the metaphor.

Yu se gets up and goes to Mo Jingyao's room first. He is an adult. He can wake up with a call. There is no need to worry about it.

When I push the door and enter, I suddenly think of the things that I woke up from bed for no reason in the morning. Seeing Mo Jingyao, I think it may be related to him.

However, even if she asked him, he would not seriously answer it.

The man looks very tall, but he is actually a rascal.

"Mo Jingyao, it's time for dinner. Get up." Yu se reaches out and pushes Mo Jingyao.

Mo Jingyao didn't respond, as if he didn't hear.

It's impossible.

Her voice is absolutely not low.

Mo Jingyao couldn't have heard it.

He bent over to pinch Mo Jingyao's face.

Just twisted, the body sank, suddenly was a big palm pulled to the bed.

"Ah..." She gave a cry of surprise, but it was immediately blocked.

Mo Jingyao's, blocked her.

Yu se opened his eyes and looked at the magnified beauty in front of him.

Mo Jingyao is too much.

He's obviously a hooligan to her.

Until the oxygen is almost exhausted, Mo Jingyao slowly released her.

Then, a pair of dark if you pool like eyes fell into the eyes of metaphor color.

Four eyes are opposite, it's like this.

Metaphor brain hypoxia looking at Mo Jingyao, for a time forget the reaction.

However, she did not respond. Mo Jingyao responded, "Why are you in my bed? Xiaose, I just had a dream. It seems that... "

"Mo Jingyao, just pretend." The man must have woken up long ago. When she called him, she still pretended not to wake up and bullied her once.