"Okay." A child's voice came in from the backyard. Not long after, a teenage boy in a Donald Duck suit ran out with a slender, wide, dark green bamboo tube in his hand. walked in front of Yun Hongluo, lowered his head and presented it with both hands.

"Thank you." Yun Hong bowed down, took the bamboo tube with both hands, and turned to leave.

"Walk slowly, welcome to come back next time." The shopkeeper was lying on the counter, his neck stretched out, looking at Yun Hongluo's back and shouting.

In the faculty dormitory, Qiqi squinted his eyes, washed quickly, and when the suitable warm water of the sprinkler head washed on the tired body, the sore limbs were perfectly released.

Thrown into the night clothes in a bucket full of water, it instantly turned crimson. Qiqi looked at himself in the mirror, the tips of his short round fingers slowly stroked the red scab, and smiled slightly, the pain caused by the battle had long been felt with the recovery of the wound. Add the laundry detergent and pull a few times to lather.

Qiqi dried his hair, plugged in a hair dryer to dry, and rubbed his night clothes casually.

Michael didn't sleep again when he got home from Qiqi. Wagging his tail, a pair of different pupils are like night pearls in the dark, blazing. Short, chubby paws propping up a round head, lying on its side in the cat's bed.

Qiqi's hands hung weakly on both sides, his legs were weak, his head drooped, and he climbed to the top bunk completely by smell. Michael, who didn't pay attention to his eyes during the whole process, lay down heavily, touched the soft quilt, didn't change his position, and slept all night.

Early in the morning, Qi Shunhua and Qiao Qiao returned from 305 to 304 after washing, and saw that Shunying's door was closed, so he walked into the kitchen lightly, and spent more than ten minutes making two bowls of lettuce and seafood ramen, thinly sliced braised beef and ham spiraled, and finally sprinkled with chopped green onions and coriander.

After the ramen was done, Qi Shunhua calculated the time, and the carrot beef buns and eggs on the stove were also steamed. Turn off the heat and take out the beef strips made for the two pets and spread them to cool.

The strange thing is that as time passes, Qiqi, who will definitely get up as long as he smells the smell of rice, does not immediately open the door and rush out.

Qi Shunhua came out of the kitchen to bring breakfast, and saw Michael wagging his tail and squatting in front of Qi Shunying's room, with big cute eyes like black grapes looking around, like a door god.

After Qi Shunhua picked up the beef strips and touched them, he bowed and handed them to Qiaoqiao, who was nesting in the kitchen and didn't mess with Michael, and he wagged his tail and bit the beef strips and walked out of the kitchen.

Jojo bites into the hot strips of beef in his mouth and walks up to Michael and bows his head in apology.

"Michael. Does the place where you fell yesterday still hurt? ”

"Are you cursing me?" Michael gritted his teeth and said, don't overdo it, "If it still hurts, I won't be allowed to go to the hospital." You don't want to think about how many pounds and taels you have, and you still want to hurt Uncle Ben. ”

"It doesn't hurt, it's fine." Qiaoqiao's eyes were full of tenderness, and he bit the beef jerky close to Michael's small mouth, "Michael, eat beef, this beef is made by the little master, it's delicious, after eating beef, don't be angry with me again." ”

"Don't." Michael looked up and said arrogantly.

"I'll give you all my beef strips, as long as you don't get angry." Jojo whimpered.

Michael tilted his head and squinted at Jojo, his mischievous heart protruding, "I'll eat, but you have to help me bite, I don't want to stain my noble claws." ”

"No problem." Jojo opened his mouth and moved his head, just biting the end of the beef strip and leaning towards Michael.