Whew—

A can was kicked far away.

Whew—

Another can was kicked far away.

Cheng Ye went to pick up the jar and kicked it out again, tossing and rejoicing.

"What are you doing here?"

Huo Jingyu's sudden appearance surprised Cheng Ye. Abandon her toys, run to him, and hang on him, "It's so fateful, hahahaha!" ”

"Downstairs in my house, don't pretend to meet by chance."

"Hee-hee, you've found out. What did you buy? Cheng Ye snatched the shopping bag in his hand, threw it aside, hugged him and began to be coquettish, "You hug me~ Hug me, just go down~"

Huo Jingyu stretched out his arms, meaning a little bit, and let go as soon as he touched it, "Okay?" ”

"No, not enthusiastic enough." Cheng Ye said dissatisfied.

"Did you drink?" Huo Jingyu pinched her nose and pushed it out, "Go home and go crazy with alcohol." ”

"I'm hungry!" Cheng Ye said loudly.

Huo Jingyu picked up the shopping bag, picked it up, and unfortunately took out a box of centipedes, "I have to grab food with Barbie." ”

"Huh~ I don't want this!" Cheng Ye threw it back in disgust.

It's so late, it's rare that Huo Jingyu is willing to take her in, provided that she changes the lights in the fish tank.

"Why do you want to change to a red light? Does Barbie feel comfortable looking at the eyes? ”

The person who chops vegetables in the kitchen says: "Good for its color." ”

After changing the lamp, Cheng Ye retreated to the sofa and sat down, flipping through a magazine casually.

When Huo Jingyu brought out a bowl of noodles, Cheng Ye fell asleep on the sofa, if she didn't wake her up, she would definitely complain when she woke up.

He patted her on the shoulder, "It's done, get up and eat." Seeing that she didn't react, he poked her in the head, "Do you still want to eat it?" ”

Feeling the abnormal heat coming from his fingertips, he frowned, lifted her bangs, and put her forehead on it, piping hot.

He looked at her face closely, and it was indeed paler than usual. He pulled out his thermometer and cleaned it for her to hold in his mouth.

Thirty-nine degrees five.

Huo Jingyu picked her up angrily, and his family had no medicine, so he could only send her to the hospital.

When he was sent to the hospital, Cheng Ye had already burned to forty-two degrees.

Huo Jingyu took her mobile phone and edited a message to send to her colleagues in the studio, and then prepared to call Li Kuitian.

"Don't call my brother." A hoarse voice came out.

Huo Jingyu put down his mobile phone, looked at Cheng Ye who was hanging water, and said angrily: "When you are sick and drinking, you still run to my house, don't you say that you are uncomfortable when you work?" ”

"I used to get a good night's sleep when I had a fever." Cheng Ye said embarrassedly: "I thought that drinking alcohol could dissipate the heat." ”

"Fever is easy to treat with antibiotics, and drinking alcohol can lead to allergies. If you take cephalosporin antibiotics, drinking alcohol can also cause disulfiram-like reactions, and in more severe cases, it can lead to death. ”

"What pig brain of yours would think drinking cools down? Alcohol is used externally to wipe the body, who taught you to take alcohol internally? ”

This may be the longest and most anxious tone Huo Jingyu has ever said to Cheng Ye.

Although the words were full of blame, they made Cheng Ye feel extremely warm.

"I've already asked you for leave, I'll go home when the temperature drops almost as soon as the temperature drops, and it's not good for your health to take too many drips." Huo Jingyu's tone had softened a lot, but seeing Cheng Ye's face full of emotion, there seemed to be moisture in his eyes, and his heart was furious.

"I'm a little cold." Cheng Ye said pitifully: "I'm still a little hungry." ”

Huo Jingyu took off his coat and put it on her, and then tightened the quilt for her.

The hanging bottle hung for more than three hours, and her body temperature dropped to about 37 degrees, and Huo Jingyu sent her home.

"Drank it."

Huo Jingyu took out a bowl of white porridge and put it on the dining table.

Cheng Ye thought that he would cook a bowl of noodles again, but he didn't expect it to be the last thing she wanted to drink. She slowly picked up the spoon and stirred it around in the bowl, but she didn't want to scoop a spoonful.

Huo Jingyu knew her virtue, took the bowl in his hand and fed her to drink.

"Hot!" Cheng Ye bit her hot lip, and Huo Jingyu blew perfunctorily and stuffed her again.

In fact, Huo Jingyu is very fond of Cheng Ye, she is cold on the surface, and her words are often poisonous, but what she needs and likes, within his ability, she can give it. only can't give her the love she wants most.

The porridge in the bowl bottomed out, Huo Jingyu stood up and washed the bowl, came out of the kitchen and said, "Okay, you can sleep well." ”

"Thank you for today." Cheng Ye said from the bottom of his heart.

Huo Jingyu also replied politely: "I also thank you for not dying in my house." ”

Cheng Ye smiled, "I can't die with you~"

Huo Jingyu rudely rubbed her already unkempt hair even more.

"I'll go to the bathroom and leave."

"Okay." Cheng Ye responded, suddenly thought of something, grabbed him and said, "You go home and go back again." ”

"I'm in a hurry." Huo Jingyu brushed her hand away.

"The flush key is broken!"

"Broken? I'll take a look. ”

Cheng Ye stepped in front of him, "I went to the toilet before, I'm afraid of smoking you, you better go home." ”

Huo Jingyu looked at her, and there was only one possibility for the reluctance to let him in, the function of the bathroom had deteriorated.

Sure enough, when he pushed the door open, the picture was extremely tragic.

The small sink was crowded with all kinds of bottles and cans, the wash basin was filled with unwashed clothes, stacks of clothes were thrown on the edge of the bathtub, and the floor was watery and there were a few slipper prints, proving that the floor outside was also extremely dirty.

After solving the housekeeping, Huo Jingyu looked at the bathroom that was not big but now narrower.

Cheng Ye laughed awkwardly twice, trying to explain: "I'm not busy with work these days, I'll clean it up now!" "She's going to get to work.

"Alright, you'll clean up when you're sick."

If she hadn't been sick, Huo Jingyu would have been furious, and maybe he would have kicked her out.

Cheng Ye bypassed him, "I'd better wash the floor." As he spoke, he removed the shower and turned on the faucet, but no water came out.

"You think I'm too good to you, don't you?" Huo Jingyu's gloomy tone shocked Cheng Ye to turn his head.

I saw that the water was spilling from the water outlet on the ceiling, and the cold water column poured Huo Jingyu from his head.

Cheng Ye gasped, immediately turned off the faucet, and took out a bath towel from the stacks of clothes to wipe his hair, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I forgot before I washed my hair and then ......"

"Bring me a normal dress, now!" Huo Jingyu roared.

Cheng Ye slipped away guiltily to find clothes, fortunately she was tall, and her pajamas were not particularly short on him.

"Where did you put your hair dryer?"

"Oh! in my room. As soon as he heard her put her in the room, Huo Jingyu felt a headache, "You go find me." ”

Her entire room, stretching from the bottom of the bed to the ceiling, was filled with white drawers, and the small desk was stacked with all kinds of cosmetics and skincare products.

Huo Jingyu watched her open the drawers one by one, opened one drawer and dropped something, opened the other one and stuck it and couldn't push it back, "You don't wear makeup, why do you buy so much?" ”

"I just love to buy. I know you have an opinion, I just bought so many drawer boxes, and I don't live as blandly as you are, except for the bed and wardrobe. ”

Huo Jingyu said impatiently: "Did you find it?" ”

"It's almost there, be patient." Cheng Ye was in a hurry by him.

"When you finish using something and return it in time, you don't have to look everywhere, when are you going to find it?"

Cheng Ye didn't want to listen to his nagging, so he hummed loudly.

Half an hour later, when Cheng Ye came out of the kitchen with a hair dryer in a hurry, Huo Jingyu's hair had already dried.

Cheng Ye's life, in addition to the studio is still a studio, resulting in idleness, and what he thinks about is the studio.

She sat in front of the dresser, glanced at the desk calendar, was circled in red today, she looked at herself in the mirror with a poor complexion, and turned on cosmetics for the first time.

As soon as I arrived at the studio, I saw a male colleague who I had a good relationship with on weekdays, but the other party didn't pay attention to her, Cheng Ye punched the other party on the shoulder, "Hey, talk to you!" ”

Although the male colleague looked dazed, he still stretched out his hand politely, "Hello, my name is Wenzi, I didn't hear it just now, and I was offended." ”

"Neurotic, you!" Cheng Ye felt inexplicable and scolded with a smile.

Wenzi frowned, this familiar way of scolding, a familiar voice, he suddenly realized, and pointed at her with his mouth wide open in shock: "Yezi?!" ”

"Why do you pretend you don't know, but it's quite similar, are you going to develop into an actor?"

After recognizing her, Fumiko habitually bumped her with the shoulder, and then looked at each other, her delicate face made him suddenly embarrassed, and asked awkwardly, "Aren't you resting today?" ”

"yes, I don't know what to do anyway, so I'll come and have a look."

"You don't have to be so dedicated, right? Oh, by the way, I've rearranged some of the pieces you wrote earlier, and they're ready for the album. ”

"So fast! You're dedicated. Cheng Ye patted him on the shoulder, "You go get busy, I'll go see that group of troublemakers." ”

Fumiko told her: "They were being scolded for not dancing well and were trained for a long time. ”

Cheng Ye came to the end of the corridor, the largest room, she looked through the window, and sure enough, the newly hired dance teacher was shooting spittle stars at a group of boys.

Cheng Ye deliberately kept a cold face so as not to let people see favoritism, she knocked on the door to signal, and then pushed the door in.

As soon as she entered the door, there was an uproar, and the gloomy atmosphere disappeared and there was an exaggerated uproar. She looked behind her in confusion, thinking that there was something big.

After the new teacher briefly explained some problems to her, Cheng Ye let her get off work.

"What are you trying to do?" Cheng Ye kept a cold posture and said fiercely.

In other words, she said this, these boys have long been honest, and today I don't know what's going on, although they are silent, they don't show introspection.

She pointed the finger at the other long, "Ryan? ”

From the moment Cheng Ye knocked on the door, Captain Ryan hid at the back, and when he heard her call, he immediately squatted down, but there were mirrors on all sides of the dance studio, and he had nowhere to hide.

"Ryan?" Cheng Ye accurately found the person shrunk on the ground from the mirror, and asked strangely, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Ryan remained calm on his face, stood up and shook his head, "I tie my shoes." ”

"The teacher said that you are walking chaotically, you are not sure of the stepping points, and there are still people who are not familiar with the movements." Her eyes swept and she noticed a small scab on Ryan's lips, "What's wrong with your mouth?" ”

"I fell and broke it yesterday." Ryan replied.

"Did you rub the medicine?"

"Wiped it."

Cheng Ye nodded and said, "You can't leave a scar on your face." ”

"Got it."

"Who hasn't learned the moves? It can't be you again, right? Cheng Ye looked at the boy standing closest to her and said.

The boy blinked and nodded silently.

"Can you make me guess wrong once?"

"Sister Ye, you're too smart." The boy has a poor mouth.

This kid didn't admit his mistake and even talked to her, Cheng Ye scolded angrily: "It's you every time, how smart do I need to be?!" ”

"Sister Ye, you are beautiful today!"

In this grim atmosphere, at least Cheng Ye thinks so, I don't know which kid has the courage to say this, but she likes it very much, and she plans to ignore continuing to educate them.

"Sister Ye, you will put on makeup in the future!"

"yes!"

"Sister Ye, if you come to teach us, we promise to work hard."

"Sister Ye......"

Cheng Ye glared at them, "You guys took the wrong medicine today, right, I'm angry!" ”

The boys burst out laughing, they thought Cheng Ye's tone was very cute.

In fact, I really don't blame them, Cheng Ye, who has exquisite makeup, has lost her domineering face on weekdays, the ponytail that gets along with her day and night is scattered, and the smoke-pink turtleneck sweater with high-waistline design trousers shows her slender legs, not to mention how gentle she is when she steps on high-heeled boots of the same color.

"How dare you laugh?" Cheng Ye was so angry that he almost took off his shoes and smashed people, "All a hundred push-ups, count them out loud!" "This is the harshest punishment she's ever had.

Cheng Ye looked at a group of tired boys who were paralyzed on the ground with satisfaction, "If you don't work hard, there will be two hundred next time." ”

"Sister Ye, I will work hard!" The boy who couldn't remember the dance steps shouted.

"It's best to practice hard, there will be an assessment soon, hurry up, but you can't skip meals, you can't make progress without physical strength." Cheng Ye was most afraid that they would not eat, and they would not be able to lose weight when they were growing their bodies.

After a few more words, she left the studio and returned to the house she had rented before. Since there was no change of address, some shipments were sent there.

I haven't been to the convenience store for a long time, so Cheng Ye went in with a few express mails and ordered a bowl of udon as usual, but this time the portion was nearly half less. She looked up at the clerk, very faced, and she asked, "Is this amount a little less?" ”

The clerk replied, "We are a packet of noodles, and the portions are all the same." ”

Although Cheng Ye was puzzled, he didn't say anything, and walked to the side with his face.

Tomorrow is a good day, it is Huo Jingyu's birthday, she wants to celebrate him, but she doesn't know what he is doing, and the phone has not been able to get through.