Chapter Twenty-Eight: Concentration Competition
"No, no......" Ye Luhe's jaw fell in surprise,
She stared blankly at Huo Miao's bright eyes, and saw him stretch out his hand towards the elevator button:
"How many floors are you going to?"
"Go, go..."Ye Luhe watched him press the elevator button on the negative floor accurately, and then looked at his eyes like a fool.
He didn't look blind...
"Why do you keep looking at me?" Huo Miao asked her casually while arranging her cuffs, "What's wrong?" ”
Suddenly, he frowned and whispered, "Who nailed the cufflinks for me, the two cufflinks are different." ”
The chlorophyte lotus probe looked over, and it was really different, but the subtle changes could only be seen if you looked closely.
So, Huo Miao is not blind at all?
Ye Luhe's smile immediately filled the corners of his lips, holding Huo Miao's arm, and said sweetly:
"I just got a call saying that you fell and scared people, what the hell is going on!"
"I fell down as soon as it was dark in front of me, and after checking it just now, it was nothing serious."
Huo Miao continued to arrange his sleeves, and Ye Luhe's hand fell from his arm.
Huo Miao's tone seemed to be a little cold, the corners of her lips were also straight, and there was no smile.
Ye Luhe smiled even sweeter: "It's okay, people are worried." ”
"You turn around and run, I thought you disliked me."
Huo Miao finished arranging his cuffs, put his hands into his pockets, and looked at Ye Luhe with a smile.
When Huo Miao was unhappy, he might as well not laugh, at least he wouldn't let himself be so frightened.
She licked her lips, and her mind raced:
"How so? I thought of a master and wanted to ask her to treat you, Miao. Ye Luhe stuck it and pressed his face against Huo Miao's chest: "You don't know that my love for you is overflowing." ”
Huo Miao's hand gently landed on her shoulder and patted it: "It's here." ”
Then the elevator doors opened, and he stepped out first.
Ye Luhe looked at Huo Miao's back in a daze, took a deep breath, and put the smile on his face again and followed: "Miao, you slow down, wait for someone..."
......
Ye Manxi was discharged from the hospital, and the bodyguard helped her pay for the hospitalization fee and bought a lot of baby products for the child.
Ye Manxi thanked and thanked, she couldn't speak, she could only bow deeply.
The bodyguard is actually Ye Luhe's driver, and he used to always see Ye Manxi, who was low-eyed and pleasing to the eye when he went in and out of Ye's house, and felt pity for her. The bodyguard hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Don't thank me, you raise the child well." ”
The baby was sleeping in Ye Manxi's arms, she was so well-behaved, she didn't cry or make trouble, and when she woke up, she looked at Ye Manxi with black grape-like eyes.
Even the bodyguard couldn't help but say, "Don't look at the blackened child, but her eyes are still so beautiful, how beautiful you look." ”
Ye Manxi's fingers gently caressed the child's tender face, she didn't want the child to be too beautiful, saving Ye Luhe from turning his brain.
Her baby doesn't have a name yet, Ye Manxi wrote on the paper: "You are my benefactor and the child's benefactor, please help the child with a name!" ”
The bodyguard hurriedly shook his hand: "I'm just a driver, how can I name it." ”
Ye Manxi thought for a while and wrote two words on the paper: "Banxia." ”
This is the name of a Chinese herbal medicine, which has the effect of drying and damp phlegm, the tuber is strong, very inconspicuous, Ye Manxi only hopes that his daughter is as inconspicuous as possible.
The bodyguard nodded again and again: "This name is good, catchy, and good." ”
The bodyguard helped Ye Manxi carry a large bag and a small bag to the outside of the ward, and suddenly saw Ye Minze walking towards her with a smile on his face.
Why did Ye Minze come?
Ye Manxi stood still, and Ye Minze exaggeratedly opened his arms to her: "Daughter..."
Ye Manxi dodged him, and Ye Minze's arm hung in the air in embarrassment.
He smiled dryly and looked at the child: "I'll come to see the child, ah, why is this child so ugly?" ”
After he blurted out, he felt inappropriate, and coughed dryly: "I didn't mean that, Manxi, I took you home." ”
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