Dapeng can only admit that he is unlucky: "One is sick and can't come, the other is lovesick, and now you have to leave." Leave me alone in the store. ”

"Let's let Meituan deliver the takeaway to the school concierge today. Yizhen was a little embarrassed: "Well, I'll be back after lunch." ”

The one who opened the door to Yizhen was a tall, thin and crisp man, with a white complexion, well-groomed hair, and narrow phoenix eyes with an expressionless face. It looks like he's professionally trained.

I really want to laugh, it's not that he's ugly, he's a handsome assistant. But that stern expression is clearly an ancestor of facial paralysis, and Night Ember has never been so paralyzed.

"You're Miss Yi. Lan Feng moved away slightly: "Please." ”

"I'm still the eldest young master, what kind of peach and apricot did you find, the fairy lady who is jealous of the warbler. Yizhen came up and grabbed Ye Ash's arm, and Ye Ash held his head and smiled: "You women are too stupid, there are still many things, you cry when you scold, or a male assistant is more suitable for me." ”

Royce's snacks and sandwiches were placed on the table, and Yizhen opened a bag of snacks to eat. Nightash threw the medicine to her, and his tone was very disgusted: "After eating, drink the medicine." The room is cleaned up for you, just sleep well, day by day is not worry-free. ”

Yizhen grimaced: "I dislike me every day, like something." You won't let me drink the medicine in the morning, and now I'm slapped in the face again. ”

"Don't drink medicine anymore, it won't be uncomfortable for you anyway. "The night embers are absolutely oblique, and they are gesturing to take the medicine back. Yizhen quickly stopped it.

The size of the rooms is similar to that of a hotel, with bathrooms, appliances, kitchens, and everything. The four-piece bed is made of custom-made Egyptian cotton, and even the clothes are ready, just in time to get rid of this ugly clothes.

Yizhen took a bath, Meimei fell asleep, and she had long forgotten about Dapeng. Ember came back from the meeting, and the sleeping pig was whirring. Night Ember originally wanted to wake up Yizhen, but when he thought he would be beaten, he retracted his hand, and it was nothing to do anyway, so let's go together.

However, this was not what he imagined. It seems that the cold medicine is working, and he is really hot and sweating, and he is very disgusted and pushes him away, far away.

You're far away, you're far away, what does it mean to drag the quilt away together? I tried to pull the quilt back, but I was kicked.

I can't live this day. The young master went back to the office to read the documents again.

By noon, Yizhen hadn't yet been in the posture of waking up, and the night ember slapped her face: "Wake up, wake up, wake up, when are you going to sleep? The sun is all on your ass! Are you still alive?"

Yizhen opened her eyes and saw that Ye Ember was definitely slapping her face, and beat her backhand: "You try to hit my face again!"

"It's so angry to get up. Ember smiled and took the person in his arms: "Is it still uncomfortable?

"It's good, but it's very unpleasant to be secretly slapped in the face by you despicable villain. Yi Zhen said this sentence and rubbed his eyes: "What do you eat at noon, young master." ”

Ember asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Yizhen thought about it: "Sichuan spicy hot pot." ”

"Cheng, then let's go eat Sichuan spicy hot pot. He scratched her face: "It's okay in the afternoon, go home after dinner and have a good rest." I'll be with you. ”

"But I promised Roc to help in the afternoon. Yizhen let out a long sigh: "I'm too difficult." ”

"Otherwise, I'll let Lan Feng pass. Night Ember absolutely proposed, and Yizhen shook his head: "Forget it, I don't want to trouble others, I'll go myself." ”

Sitting in front of the steaming hot pot, Yizhen brushed the mutton in the chili oil, dipped in the sauce and ate it, which was refreshing.

"You eat slowly. Night Ember took a bowl and scooped the boiled potatoes in it: "Oh, it's all yours, eat it slowly." ”

Yizhen ate wide noodles and fished the meat to Ye Yejue: "Young master, have you lost weight recently?"

"No, it's you who are fat. ”

Yizhen covered his mouth, and his face became hot: "Won't it?" However, the hot pot is too fragrant, and a bunch of white, smooth, tender and tender ingredients are boiling in it. Yizhen glanced at the fat cow, and couldn't help but move the chopsticks again: "I'll lose weight when I'm full." ”

"How many times have you said this?" "Ye Ember glanced at Bai Yizhen: "You can really eat spicy food, and you don't have acne on your face." ”

Yizhen smiled, don't look at her sick now, she is not ambiguous at all when she eats.

Yizhen called Dapeng and learned that he hadn't eaten yet, so he packed a sukiyaki.

Yizhen thought that Ye Ember would never go to the boxing gym or find Xue Zimo, but he didn't expect this master to park the car directly in the parking lot: "I'll go with you." ”

Dapeng saw a man next to Yizhen and asked, "Who are you?" Yizhen smiled and nodded. Dapeng silently took the dog food handed over by Yizhen.

The embers of the night came very well. The effect of the medicine has not yet passed, and Yizhen is dizzy this afternoon. Seeing that he was struggling straight up, he actually looked like a ball of cotton in his head. But that wasn't the point, for the massive figure swept through the dirt and wind reappeared in the doorway. Like the giant who appeared at the gate of the dark castle in a fairy tale, his body was full of the smell of fallen leaves.

Wang Tong insisted that he was not fat, but strong. And insisted that Yizhen was a lying silkworm with dark circles, so Yizhen was also very unkind when describing his physique.

Why is it so coincidental that he happened to pick the day when Liang Xi was not there? Maybe he watched for a few days. Yizhen kicked Dapeng lightly and buried his head in the body of the night ember, not squeaking. Night Ember glanced at Wang Tong in surprise.

Dapeng put the beef in the egg mixture and stepped forward to ask, "What do you want?"

Wang Tong felt the urge to disassemble the two, but he resisted. Objectively speaking, his mental activity is inevitably too much.

Leaving everything else, he threw in the towel. But for Yizhen, what is she worthy of others? He has a kind of self-confidence, weighs her shortcomings, and convinces himself that she should be his woman. So seeing this scene, he was very heartbroken.

Ye Ember didn't think about anything at all, it was impossible to think about it, frankly speaking, Wang Tong was too ugly: his nose was not high, his eyes were swollen and his eyes were blistered, like a big white. So he didn't think about anything, and when he thought about it, he wanted to laugh out loud.

As long as Yizhen saw Wang Tong, he would remember being held by him, and his scalp was numb in an instant, and his hair stood upside down. But he still pretended not to know him, made coffee, prepared a cake, and asked Wang Peng to serve it to him.

Wang Tong still walked up and put the liquidated damages on the table in front of her, but he was very good at leaving suspense and didn't say a word. In particular, this almost provocative act, as if they had some first place, is unspeakable, especially the amount of money, which is very ambiguous.

Night Ash's eyebrows were twisted, and he drank Wang Tong: "Who are you?"

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