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Ji Zhao went out of the hospital and waited for a taxi at the gate of the hospital when it rang.
She took it out of her bag and was slightly dazed when she saw the number displayed on the screen, but she still slid and picked up the words.
She didn’t speak, and the people inside were panting and didn’t speak.
It seems angry to listen to the movement.
Jizhao thought he might be waiting for her mouth.
She smiled a little and asked, "Didn’t I just come out of the hospital? Have something to say? "
There is still no ring at the other end of the words.
for a long time
For a long time, the man in Jizhao accidentally touched the screen and dialed it up.
She was just about to hang up. The man didn’t have a fluctuating voice. Come here.
He said, "Ji Zhao, come back and accompany me until I leave the hospital. I’ll see strangers as you wish after the woman leaves the hospital these days."
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After Jizhao returned to the ward, he saw Yan Ye City lying quietly in the hospital bed and reposing.
At first glance, I saw the messy water cups and chopsticks, and everything was scattered on the table.
Several bowls have been broken into pieces.
Ji Zhao took out the trash can without saying a word, and just squatted down to pick up the debris. The man’s gloomy voice above his head said, "Let the nurse come and clean you later."
Jizhao looked up at his eyes and closed his eyes. The man took back his eyes and reached out. The man just moved his hand. He inexplicably growled and fell over her head again. "I told you to leave it alone! Didn’t you hear it! "
Jizhao hand paused, after all, stretched out his hand to pick up the debris and throw it into the trash can.
By the time she packed everything and went back to the bed, there were already two bowls of rice porridge on the table.
Yan Ye City may have felt that she earned it with her eyes closed.
The man gave her a look and gently ordered "Jizhao to help me shake the bedside."
Ji Zhao shook him to a height. "Is this ok?"
Yan Yecheng looked at her with a serious expression and a faint’ hmm’. "Come and have breakfast with Qin Assistant."
Yan Yecheng’s attitude is very easy-going, and they have never been unhappy just now.
Jizhao reluctantly smiled and walked over and sat down next to the man. He was just about to get a bowl of rice porridge on the table. Yan Yecheng said in a low voice, "That bowl of red dates is you."
Jizhaowen glanced at the bowl of rice porridge and handed it to the man.
The man stretched out his hand and took it, put it in his hand, and took the spoon from Jizhao.
Jizhao picked up the remaining bowl of porridge and drank it while blowing it.
Yan Yecheng watched her drink with relish and couldn’t help laughing. "Is Ji Zhao delicious?"
Ji Zhao nodded. "It’s delicious." At last, he raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile and asked, "Would you like to try it?"
Yan Yecheng couldn’t help but deepen her smile when she heard her words.
Jizhao happily dug a spoonful and moved to the man’s mouth and made signal with the lips.
Is it because her performance is too real or she is too involved in the play?
He looked at her with a lively mouth, and his hand could not help but caress her eyebrows. "Ji Zhao, how long has it been since I saw you like this?"
Ji Zhaoxiao "Don’t you like it?"
Don’t you like it?
How can Yan Yecheng laugh at himself and pull his lips and dislike it?
He laughed from the bottom of his heart and said, "I don’t like it very much."
Ji Zhao still put the spoon on his lips and saw that he was looking at her and didn’t want to drink porridge. His eyebrows slightly showed dissatisfaction. "Drink quickly, my hands are exhausted."
Yan Ye’s face was filled with uncontrollable laughter. For a second, he had opened his mouth and ate the red jujube porridge she sent him.
Ji Zhao winked at him and said mischievously, "It’s delicious, isn’t it?"
"Barely" Yan Yecheng smiled and put his hand around her waist. "Too sweet things are liked by your women."
JiZhao hugged by a man also nothing don’t want to conveniently depend on the man’s shoulder to listen to the man’s words, she is also left not letter like a smile "don’t like sweet? I don’t believe that there is no sugar in your bowl of white rice porridge. "
In her mind, how to drink rice porridge without sugar?
"Don’t believe it?" Yan Yecheng raised his eyebrows faintly, and the bottom of his eyes reflected Gherardini. "Would you like to try it?"
"Good!"
She smiled and nestled in the man’s arms, waiting for the man to deliver the rice porridge spoon.