178. Her male god has come to visit the sick!1

readx; "After my brother came, you behaved softly!" In fact, Song Xiyue doesn't like her brother's current girlfriend, and still hopes that one day Ye Zhixia can become her sister-in-law, so at this time, she tried her best to encourage her, "You can behave as weakly as you can, so it should attract him more." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

If the elder brother likes Tang Suyue's kind of beauty with a weak temperament, then Xia Xia can just use illness as an excuse to pretend to be delicate, maybe there will be unexpected effects.

However, who is Ye Zhixia? Ye Zhixia is a woman who sweats, bleeds and does not shed tears, even if her mother whips her another hundred whips, she can't pretend to be the innate weakness of others.

"I can't!" Ye Zhixia thought that Brother Ziqian would come to see him later, and he was a little nervous uncontrollably.

She pinched her palms and kept glancing at the door, her eyes full of anticipation.

"It's actually quite simple! You just hold your breath when you speak, don't open your eyes so round when you look at people, you can just squint and look at the seams! Song Xiyue dragged a chair casually, sat on the edge of the bed and guided her at close range for a while, and then cheered her up, "I believe you can do it!" Don't miss this opportunity to get my brother's heart back! My brother has a good figure and good looks, and he is rich and handsome in standard, such fat water, don't really let him flow into the fields of outsiders! Come on! ”

"Ah, but I'm ......" Before Ye Zhixia's words were finished, there were three very soft knocks at the door of the ward.

In fact, when Song Xiyue came in, she didn't close the door at all. But the visitor did not break into the door, and it can be judged from the sound of knocking on the door that the visitor must be very cultivated and graceful.

The person at the door waited quietly for two seconds before politely asking, "Is it convenient for me to come in?" ”

The young man's familiar voice is warm and elegant, like a mountain spring, which is particularly comfortable in his ears.

Ye Zhixia's little heart couldn't help but tremble fiercely, and she almost threw out the mobile phone she was holding in her hand, she looked at Song Xiyue and asked with her mouth: What am I going to do now?

"Let my brother in, of course!" She replied in a low voice, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”

Ye Zhixia took a deep breath and stabilized his mind: "Yes, please come in." At the same time, without blinking, he cast his eyes on the door.

And Song Xiyue also turned her head and looked at the hidden door of the ward.

So, Song Ziqian slowly walked in under the gaze of the two.

He put the fruit basket in his hand on the coffee table, turned his face to look at the person on the hospital bed, and there was a worried look in his eyes: "Xia Xia, I heard that you are sick, are you better now?" ”

The young man has a handsome and clear face, wearing a simple solid-color shirt and blue jeans, standing there with a long body, although he is not wearing expensive brand-name clothes, but the whole person has a noble temperament, low-key and luxurious.

'Poof! Poof! ’

Ye Zhixia only heard her heart beating fast, she looked at the young man standing at the end of the bed blankly, and forgot to answer for a while.

"Xia Xia! Xia Xia! Song Xiyue saw that she was a nymphomaniac, and couldn't help but pull the sleeve of her hospital gown.

"Ah, I'm much better." Ye Zhixia came back to his senses, swallowed the saliva in his mouth, pointed to the sofa not far away and said to him, "Brother Ziqian, sit down." ”