Miao Er woke up in Lan Zhenzhen's bedroom, and Lan Zhenzhen just came back.

"Awake? Lan Zhenzhen asked with a smile.

"I still want to sleep, but I don't sleep." Miao Er turned over and sat up, and the lights in the room were as bright as day.

"It's past seven." Lan Zhenzhen said, it means that you should go back, you should go and cook for Zhang Bo.

"My brother is sober, have you woken up?" Miao Er asked, always in her heart.

"It's okay, it's okay, what about your brother? Lan Zhenzhen said with a smile.

"Did he react unusually?" Miao Er asked, she wanted to know what Lu Dao said, and she was embarrassed to say it to Zhenzhen.

"It seems to be reacting, but it seems not to be reacting, and my hand is embarrassed to move under the quilt." Lan Zhen really said it truthfully, or she was the Iron Sisters.

"I'm leaving, I'm going to cook for my brother, he hasn't eaten yet." Miao Er got up and got out of bed, put on her shoes, opened the door and disappeared.

Zhang Bo's spirit recovered quickly, and it was the liquid that Lan Zhenzhen gave him that worked. He rose from Simmons and sensed that he might have done something wrong. I can't think about the things in my drunken dreams completely, I just remember that when I got home, Xu Rong was waiting for him in the yard, greeting him with a smile, and hugging her into the bedroom by myself..., after a while, Zhu Rong was talking to him on Simmons... So, he was tossed in the stormy waves, so thin that he didn't know anything.

At this time, Miao Er walked into the yard, and the lights in the yard were turned on when she really left. Zhang Bo saw the figure in Miao'er's lights through the window. It's beautiful.

Miao Er hesitated slightly, walked directly into the kitchen, turned on the light in the kitchen and started cooking.

Zhang Bo went to the bathroom to wash up, and then walked into the main hall. Miao Er cooked the meal and brought it to the table of the Eight Immortals in the main hall.

"Let's eat! Elder brother. Miao Er seemed to be very calm, and seemed to talk a lot, not as before, with a sharp tongue. You have something to say, I have something to say, whenever the eyes meet, Miao Er always smiles shyly, without that kind of beautiful eyes wide open, blowing beard and staring eyes.

Zhang Bo received this smile every time. There are always a few beats in my heart, and my sister has changed, probably because I am angry because I am drinking, I hope.

When the two of them ate, no one spoke, Zhang Bozhi said that he must have made a big mistake, but Miao Er did not react, and there were indeed fewer words. Eat for Zhang Bo to pick up vegetables. I gave him a napkin, a handkerchief, like a small Y-ring, and his hanging heart calmed down a lot.

"Miao'er, I'll go to the city and go to my sister!" Zhang Bo said, he told Miao'er.

"Today? Miao Er didn't look up and asked, only lowered her head to eat. Later. He looked up at him again.

"Tomorrow morning, of course." Zhang Bo said with a reluctant smile.

"I just stayed for a few days when I went, and the visitors to the house were annoying. Again. She is also your sister and your backing on your literary path. Miao Er smiled, embarrassed kind of smile.

"Maybe, really stay for two days, and go to work when you come back." Zhang Bo told her what he was going to do.

"Whatever you want! Your own body, your own home! Miao Er blushed because of the night. The manifestation is not obvious.

"Oh, you, it's alright!" Zhang Bo looked at Miao'er's inactive expression.

"Everything is normal, nothing is bad." Miao Er was embarrassed by Zhang Bo's question. What's okay, really.... Not to be clear.

"I mean's all right over there." Zhang Bo repeated what he had just said.

"Normal!" Miao Er was angry when she heard this, and replied without a word.

"It's okay to be normal." Zhang Bo put down his chopsticks after eating.

"You can rest assured, Lan Zhenzhen wants another doctor from the hospital! A nurse. Liu Yan agreed. "Miao'er also put down her chopsticks! looked at Zhang Bo expectantly.

"I'll go to work when I come back from the city! It also saves visitors the hassle. Zhang Bo was embarrassed to look at Miao'er.

"Said it!" Miao Er added: "I will go back to the hospital tomorrow, where the work is very intense, and the epidemic is about to start. Miao Er said that Miao Er really wanted to cry.

"Oh! When I am homesick, I come back to see it, and the distance is not far. Zhang Bo was generous.

"This is also my home, you have fallen master up, you mean not to let me come back. "Miao Er is upset and aggrieved for no reason.

"I'm not wrong, Miao'er, do you have a cold? Zhang Bo looked at her inexplicably.

"Yes, severe cold, heat cold, heat stroke, are you satisfied?" Miao Er began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Okay, okay, it's my brother who is wrong, and he collided with Reclining Buddha." Zhang Bo was busy with him, and thought: This sister is really difficult today.

"How are you going to get into town tomorrow?" Miao Er's heart was sour, but she was always worried about Zhang Bo driving.

"Go by car." Zhang Bo replied. He didn't perceive Miao'er's emotions.

"Can you drive? Miao Er thought to herself: I may be able to drive, and I did a good job of crouching in the morning. Miao Er was sad again, and astringency climbed into her heart.

"It's absolutely fine to drive." Zhang was afraid that she would be worried, so he hurriedly assured.

"Pay attention to safety, you go to the city for dinner in the dry morning, and I will go back to the township hospital." Miao Er said again.

"Sister Xie..." Zhang Bo just wanted to continue, but when he saw tears in Miao'er's eyes, he stopped talking.

Miao Er glared at him.

"What's the matter, I'm angry!" Zhang Bo looked at her and lowered her head, very guilty.

"It's fine." Miao Er said without raising her head.

"If you have something to tell my brother, my brother will support you." Zhang Bo appeared as a manly husband for the first time.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, and in the future, you have to stop drinking." Miao Er turned her face and walked out of the main hall, she walked with tears streaming down her face, but she didn't let Zhang Bo see it, walked into her bedroom, and didn't make a single move in anticipation. Only tears know the way.

Zhang Bo understood a little in his heart, maybe it was because of drunkenness..., with the experience of people who came over, he felt that something must have been wrong, and he was rude to Miao'er, and when Lan Zhenzhen left after the infusion, he left a sentence: You call Miao Ermei again, I, Xiao Man, Han Shuang, beat you up.

There is something in the words, just ask Miao'er if you don't understand. Zhang Bo found the trick to figure out the question.

Zhang Bo came to Miao'er's bedroom, and Miao'er had turned off the lights and lay down with her clothes off. He never entered Miao'er's room, and Miao'er rarely went to his room, there was nothing to discuss, and no one was involved. This is the first time I have come in, and my heart is beating in a panic. He turned on the light, and Miao Er had closed her eyes and slept on her back.

"Miao'er, Miao'er." Zhang Bo called her in the softest voice.

Miao Er didn't answer, turned her face inward, and turned her back to where Zhang Bo was standing, meaning: Awake! I know that you have to come to me.

"Miao'er, my own sister, ask you something." Zhang Bo said to her, "Are you not home at noon?" ”

Miao Er moved her body and didn't answer, but she also answered, which meant that the body was at home.

"Don't scare my brother, my brother wants you to speak clearly." Zhang Bo said. Flustered.

"You're not at home at noon today, what do you say?" Zhang Bo continued to ask.

Miao Er didn't answer, she casually wrapped her head in a pillow towel, meaning don't ask.

"It's okay not to answer. If you don't speak, you're at home, by default, I asked again: Miao'er, are you not at home at noon today,......。 Don't speak, don't talk is the answer at home. Zhang Bo waited quietly for Miao Er and replied.

Miao Er rolled over and crawled on the bed, still not answering. That's the answer, what a stupid goyer! Still don't get it!

Zhang Bo waited quietly, waited, waited, waited for a long time, and did not answer a word.

"Torturing you is not to disagree with my feelings for you." Miao Er said with hatred in her heart.

Zhang Bo understood, there was a story that shouldn't have happened at noon today, how many heroes used wine to talk about success or failure, and how many writers and writers used wine to make up stories, but he didn't expect to use wine as an article, but let the wine make an article by himself.

Zhang Bo turned around, Miao Er turned over slightly, tore off the pillow towel covering his head, and looked at him distressedly, if he stayed for a while, Miao Er would not be able to hold on, and he would tell him clearly, I agreed. It's at home at noon, right on your Simmons. Don't be sad, complain that I don't resist, let it be.

Zhang Bo reluctantly turned around and walked out of the room, she didn't know that Miao Er was already facing her, if she turned around, the magnetism of the N pole and the S pole would attract. However, regret, regret walked out of the room, walked into the yard, and let out a long breath, is it a sin of being drunk, or a sin of people, in this way, Miao Er will feel aggrieved, if she is not drunk, she will not feel aggrieved if she does this.

Even if she is willing to marry Miao'er, she does not want to seek her desire in an innocent state.

At this time, the stars in the sky blinked at him, and the moon was bent, like a girl's eyebrows, and like Miao'er's eyebrows, but it was a little thicker, but Miao'er sometimes drew her eyebrows thick.

There are very few stars in the Milky Way, very rare, many stars did not go to the market, the items displayed in the market must be unsalable, because the Cowherd did not go, and he still carried a pick outside the entrance of the market to look, and the Weaver Girl did not go to the center of the street, because there was no passenger flow, no matter how good the location in the market was, it was useless, so he simply set up a stall selling clothes at the far end of the market, shouting at the rare customers in the market to buy clothes that he had cut the price. The Cowherd will definitely buy one to help the Weaver Girl, but that will have to wait until July 7!

To be continued. (To be continued......)