"I'll have someone send it to you later," Seeing that Wen Biao's mobile phone had been broken, the fat man said disapprovingly, just a mobile phone, it was a drop in the bucket for him.

"What are you sending over," Seeing Wen Biao and the fat man walking towards them together, hearing their words, Ma Xiaoman looked at the two of them with some confusion and asked, "He was just excited, and he directly broke my mobile phone, and someone will send me a new one." Wen Biao said and threw his broken mobile phone directly on the table.

"That's a good feeling, I just want to change my mobile phone, get me one by the way, I want the latest one," Ma Xiaoman looked at the fat man and said unceremoniously, "Okay, let someone send it to you," the fat man said and sat directly beside Muyang, reached out and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and sent a voice message to his friend, "Let people send me five mobile phones, the latest one, use it in a hurry, send it quickly," While putting down the mobile phone, the fat man did not forget to reach out and take an orange.

Hearing that the fat man was so good, Ma Xiaoman didn't trouble him this time, "I heard that you won the second place in the competition, and Brother Hui celebrated you, what reward do you want," Wen Biao looked at Ma Xiaoman and asked with pride in his tone.

"What's there to celebrate about a second place, but what do you want to talk to me about?" Ma Xiaoman's disapproving tone made the corners of Wen Biao's mouth twitch when he heard it, "The second place in the national computer competition, it doesn't matter to you? You girl, you are a cow." Without waiting for Wen Biao to speak, the fat man who was eating oranges opened his mouth with a face watching the play.

"I can't stop your mouth if you eat," Ma Xiaoman said and glared at the fat man, the fat man immediately closed his mouth, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at Ma Xiaoman, "Take off the mask," Hu Jixing, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

Wen Biao originally wanted to say something, but when he heard Hu Jixing's words, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva nervously, and then took off his mask, and seeing Wen Biao's face that had returned to normal, Ma Xiaoman subconsciously looked at Hu Jixing, "It looks normal on the surface, but it hasn't fully recovered." Hu Jixing's words made Wen Biao chuckle in his heart.

"Is it just recovered? Why do I feel a lot better than before?" Ma Xiaoman frowned and looked at Wen Biao, and before she could take a closer look, his head was directly twisted towards him by Hu Jixing, "No matter how good it looks, it can be as good as me." Hu Jixing looked at Ma Xiaoman with a straight face, but Ma Xiaoman was amused by Hu Jixing's inexplicably jealous expression.

"He is the godson of my parents, no matter how good-looking he is, he can only be my brother," Ma Xiaoman said and reached out to hold Hu Jixing's face and kissed him directly on the lips, "Do you want to be so immoral and sprinkle dog food in front of the dogs," the fat man said and got up to leave, and did not forget to take another orange before leaving.

Wen Biao coughed embarrassedly, and Mu Yang sat in his place as if he was nothing, eating the fruit in front of him seriously, "Then can I go to the grave with them?" After hesitating, Wen Biao still asked the question he was most concerned about.

It was precisely because he thought that he felt that his body was much better than before, so he thought about going out and walking around, "Not for the time being, your body was too weak before, and now it has recovered like this, it seems to be a lot better, but the actual situation, you should feel it yourself," Hu Jixing said and picked up the orange on the table, peeled it and handed it to Ma Xiaoman.

As Hu Jixing said, his physical condition, he knows best, it seems that the body that has recovered as before, but it is actually an empty shell, "That wine can be replaced and drunk once a week, too much, it will not be good for you, if you don't listen to my words, if there is anything in the follow-up, don't look for me," As if seeing through Wen Biao's thoughts, Hu Jixing said lightly, and the hint of threat in his tone Wen Biao heard it clearly.