Xia Yao had prepared a long speech, planning to give Ouyang Xun a thorough, reasonable, and irrefutable accusation against Ouyang Xun after he was discharged from the hospital, and after listening to it, he had to blame himself to the point of being embarrassed - he took the key without authorization, let her live in his house to recuperate without authorization (and claimed that he was not allowed to go home for two months, he wanted to see the scab of the wound and remove the scar with his own eyes), and booked a luxury ward without authorization before......

Is she using "without permission" to form a sentence?

She herself has discovered this problem - the use of single words and the lack of strength in words. But ask an engineering student to play with words in a different way - and their attitude is absolutely: you might as well let me go to SI, I'd rather code for one night.

But that was not the reason why she had been slow to make an "accusation speech".

First, because of the luxury wards - as the saying goes, you get what you pay for, which is more vividly reflected in capitalist society - nurses either serve tea and water or ask for warmth, as well as various examinations, change dressings, wash the body, and clean up.

In short, there is no large chunk of complete time for Xia Yao to say a happy word to Ouyang Xun, and being frequently interrupted will affect her performance.

The second is that Ouyang Xun has responded to her requests in the past three days; she wants to go to the right, so Ouyang Xun doesn't even look at it when she moves half a step to the left......, and she doesn't even look at it to the left!

There is no homework and no courses, Xia Yao will visit shopping websites when she has nothing to do and is in good spirits.

In fact, she really wants to listen carefully to Ouyang Xun's albums last year and the year before that, watch the MV a few times, go to Weibo, Douban, and the major forums in the rabbit area. But because the deity has been here, and her computer screen can be seen from multiple angles, Xia Yao had no choice but to give up.

She didn't want him to be on the side so much, because whenever Xia Yao clicked in and looked at it a few more times, and enlarged the details to check, Ouyang Xun turned around and bought it.

This morning, he asked Song Jie to take a photo of the grand occasion of the package at the door of the house, and did not forget to tell her: There are still five packages on the way.

Is this luring Xia Yao to his house? Okay, Xia Yao spinelessly admitted: the lure was successful.

But she didn't dare to go to any of the websites with clearly marked items today.

I will be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.

Song Jie was cleaning up for her, and learned from her that Meng Zhi had already returned to China first, and by the way, she had brought Tian Tian back, after all, there were three other artists to take care of; Zhang Chi went to buy food and daily necessities, and would drive them to Ouyang Xun's residence in the afternoon.

After lunch, Song Jie went to a nearby cosmetics store to help her friend purchase, Ouyang Xun gave her to go through the discharge procedures, and Xia Yao was left alone in the ward.

This is the first time since he was hospitalized that Ouyang Xun has been out of the ward for so long - it took less than two minutes for him to go out and call the medical staff on the first day, and he never left the ward again - Xia Yao suddenly felt a sense of loneliness for a moment, there was no one less, although the ward was also quiet when he was there, but it was a warm and harmonious quiet, and now- the word cold is all.

This luxurious ward is nothing good, it still adheres to the ruthless appearance of the hospital, and the regular "dripping" sound emitted by the instrument creates a serious and tense atmosphere.

For the first time in four days, Xia Yao had the idea of "wanting to be discharged from the hospital".

She didn't have time to think about why she had never had the idea of being discharged from the hospital in the past few days (normal patients should have a hope for being discharged), and she didn't equate this "single-minded hospitalization" emotion with Ouyang Xun.

The strong desire to be discharged from the hospital and the depressed feeling given to her by the ward made her pain, and her head throbbed and throbbed again, aggravating little by little with the rhythm of her heartbeat.

After completing the formalities, Ouyang Xun, who was holding a stack of bills and materials, came back and saw this scene: the girl was half-lying on the hospital bed in a wide hospital gown, with an uncomfortable and aggrieved face, her face was even paler than before he left, and her big eyes looked at him pitifully.

He walked up to her in two steps and threw the papers on the nearest desk.

"I want to be discharged. Xia Yao raised her head, her eyes were a little moist, and her voice was obviously coquettish.

In the next second, he was embraced into a solid and warm embrace, and the good smell of mint, mixed with his male hormones, made the taste warm, soft and reassuring.

"Okay, let's go home. ”

He looked down, his lips touching the top of her head.

But through the layers of gauze, Xia Yao didn't notice it.

When I saw Ouyang Xun's residence - the rich area of Beverly Hills, halfway up the mountain, the big flat - and then thought of chasing stars, whenever Ouyang Xun released an album and released a new song, their fan army was worried that the sales would not break one million, and if they didn't reach the top of our baby idols, they would be poor and sour and be excluded by their peers, and they mobilized hysterically on Weibo, and the majestic Ling Ling took real-time data and tore it white.

The next time she returns to China and meets those "friends of life and death" all over the world, she must tell them tactfully but forcefully: If you put a hundred hearts, your idols will not starve to death and will not be poor. Because even if he is in a desperate situation, he can - sell the house!

Along the way, Xia Yao's mental state was very good. Before being discharged from the hospital, the grievance, weakness and discomfort were cured by a hug - of course she herself would not admit it.

In fact, after she saw Ouyang Xun, the pain automatically subsided. She wouldn't admit it herself, but she didn't realize it. Because of the pain, I didn't trouble her again. Because Ouyang Xun has always been like a personal bodyguard and never left.

Song Jie and Zhang Chi are really two exemplary assistants, not only work, but also very careful and thoughtful living arrangements: kitchens, refrigerators, all kinds of vegetables, fruits, meat, snacks, tableware, cooking tools, materials, and wipe them clean.

Xia Yao's bedroom had already been taken care of, and Song Jie also apologized for entering her apartment room without permission to pack up her things, and moved her here to tidy up: "I've been entangled for a long time, it stands to reason that you shouldn't touch your personal belongings, but your injuries are not light and you need to recuperate." Rather than letting Ouyang Xun do it at that time, it is more convenient for me to be a woman. ”

Xia Yao was too late to thank her, so how could she blame her. Of course, intimate clothes are not embarrassing between women, and they are neatly placed and cannot be faulted.

She said several thanks and hard work in a row.

Seeing this neat and spacious bathroom, the huge oval bathtub seemed to be a silent invitation to Xia Yao, and she hadn't taken a good bath in the four days she had been in the hospital, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. In the past, she couldn't stand it if she didn't wash it for a day.

The time is also very good, just after noon, it is very warm, not easy to catch a cold.

Xia Yao and Song Jie said a word, then turned on the faucet to release the water, and put the bath ball - the pink soap ball quickly melted, and it swirled and scattered like ink.

Xia Yao's mood also brightened with this pink, and she stretched half of her arm into the water and shook it back and forth, the pink quickly stained the entire bathtub, and the bubbles came out one after another, floating on the water.

She slowly dipped her body into a pool of warm pink water and exhaled comfortably. There was still gauze wrapped around her head, and no matter how uncomfortable she was, she had to endure it and not wash it, but in addition to the hair roots, Xia Yao washed the part that could be wetted to the greatest extent.

After taking a bath and wrapping up in a bathrobe, she went downstairs refreshed, only to see Ouyang Xun still dressed as before, sitting on the sofa and working on the computer, the room was quiet, only the sound of him tapping the keyboard.

Next to the sofa is a white grand piano, floor-to-ceiling windows, and the blue sea is not far away.

The scenery is amazing and you can enjoy it all day when you're idle – but she's not idle now.

The courier has been piled up on the coffee table at some point, and a pair of scissors is placed on the top package, which has a feeling of double eleven ready to go.

Ouyang Xun raised his head when he heard the sound, then frowned and got up to leave.

Xia Yao stayed where she was—where was her guest rude, and the owner of the house seemed a little disgusted?

Still in a daze, his long hair was gently lifted and wrapped in a towel.

"How old you are, I don't know how to blow dry my hair after washing. I'll take you. ”

"That's the roots of the hair that need to be dried in time. The ends of the hair are not used, and blowing will affect the hair quality. ”

Xia Yao spoke eloquently, sat down in front of this pile of couriers, picked up the scissors and opened them.

"Be careful. ”

"Got it, I'm not a child!"

"It's just a child. ”

Ouyang Xun shook his head, took the hair dryer from upstairs, turned it on to the middle range, and stood on her right side to comb and blow softly.

If he likes him, he will blow it, Xia Yao thought, as long as it does not affect her to open the express.

"Why don't you come to my left and blow it? ”

She's actually embarrassed—it's a bit of an inch.

As a result, the person who was called was very obedient and moved around the coffee table to the left in the next second, and very thoughtfully passed the wire behind her without touching her.

"Thanks. You're so nice!"

She raised her head and bumped into Ouyang Xun's lowered eyes—gentle, she subconsciously moved away and continued to unpack the express.

The opening of the bathrobe is also facing to the left, because of this accident, Xia Yao has lost a lot of weight, the bathrobe that originally barely fitted is now a little wide, although she is wearing a nightdress inside, but her current posture of leaning forward, Ouyang Xun is condescending, and she can see a large part of the plump snow white, which shakes slightly with her movements, and disappears from time to time.

He blushed slightly, looked away, and forcibly focused his gaze on his hair and her unpacking hand.

The scene of the royal sister and hot girl in the entertainment industry, wearing a dress that is basically not wearing the same as scratching her head in front of the camera, Ouyang Xun has experienced countless times, and her attitude is the same as facing a street lamp, but she didn't expect to lose in the hands of a girl who has not dried up......

"Use scissors, don't pull brutely, your hand will cut away. ”

Xia Yao was tearing a plastic package with her bare hands, but the plastic was much thicker than she thought.

"It's not the first time I've done this. Heck, you don't have to worry about it, and I'm not a little kid. ”

After that, she continued to use brute force to dismantle, as if she was provoking, to see how Ouyang Xun would respond.

Ouyang Xun glanced at the one that was exposed again, and his eyes sank, "Well, it's not a child." ”