Han Yiting walked into Luo Xiyu and picked her up very lightly, only to find that she was redesigning the sketch, Han Yiting looked down at the girl in his arms, and could feel that Luo Xiyu's body was already a little cold, he gently put her on the bed, intimately helped her cover the quilt, looked at her little face, a little pale, Han Yiting raised his hand and touched her forehead, slightly hot, he got up and took a clean towel, moistened it with warm water and put it on Luo Xiyu's forehead.

Han Yiting shifted his gaze to the design she had drawn at the table, paced over, and looked at it carefully.

If Luo Xiyu's design talent is cultivated well, she should be a good designer, but now, the social experience is too low, and she can't stay in the company at all.

Han Yiting walked to Luo Xiyu's side again, and when he looked at her pale face that was now gradually a little ruddy, he took off the towel on her forehead, stayed on her face for a while, raised his hand to turn off the bedroom light, and gently closed the door.

The next day, Luo Xiyu had set an alarm clock for herself at 6 o'clock, she opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed, a little in a trance, rubbing her head, she remembered that she had been in front of the computer desk, how could she go to bed and sleep? Could it be that he sleepwalked?

Luo Xiyu shook her head, forget it, don't think about it if you can't think of it, there are more important things to do at the moment, I have to go to see Mr. Zhang tonight, and I must prepare all the information. Luo Xiyu washed up briefly and replanted it in front of the computer desk.

With the speed of time, it was 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Xiyu stretched her waist, picked up her design work and smiled with satisfaction, she had never seen a customer, and she didn't know what to say, so she talked to the lines prepared in advance again, and then packed up and went out.

Luo Xiyu thought that it was still early, and she didn't rush to take a taxi over, the distance from the charm bar to here, if you walked, it should only take more than half an hour.

Luo Xiyu was walking on the road, and when he was about to cross the intersection, he heard the sound of sudden braking from the side street, Luo Xiyu looked over curiously, looked at a middle-aged uncle less than half a meter away from the car and arrived in front of the car, and began to pretend to be hit and hugged his legs, pretending to be in pain and shouting.

Judging from the position of Luo Xiyu, I just witnessed the whole process, and I thought that this porcelain was too unprofessional, and the most pitiful thing was that the owner got off the car, with a noble atmosphere, and was about 30 years old, but this appearance should be an American who had just come to China, and then a young girl came down from the car, probably in her 20s.

Luo Xiyu walked in the direction of the "car accident", and heard the middle-aged uncle lying on the ground and began to shout: "Hit someone, hit someone." "After a while, the street was full of people.

The American lady was a little frightened by these people, although they were Americans, but when they opened their mouths, they had a gorgeous Chinese voice: "Let's take you to the hospital."

"Of course you have to go to the hospital, but you can't just compensate for the medical expenses, let me tell you, my leg must be broken, and I can't do all the work at home, how do you say this?"