"Do you really have to me off to be happy? I'm already in a terrible mood, can't you make me feel better all day today? Do you have to be so angry that I have a heart attack to be happy? Li Qiyu's temper erupted anxiously.

Bo Yeyuan put the milk cup in front of her and said in a deep voice: "Work hard, it's not worth it to be angry for people like me." ”

“……”

His hand touched the "Seven Feathers Doll" in front of the computer, and then left.

Li Qiyu looked at his lonely back, his high fever was much better, but his steps were vain, and the whole person was in a bad state. She retracted her gaze ruthlessly, she had never spent a birthday with him properly, last year became the most painful day, and this year we can still be together, whether we want to be together in the future or not, she wants to cherish it.

Li Qiyu pointed out a design draft from the file, her draft of the night light drawing had been typed, she drew more than a dozen, and finally chose one of them for the final drawing.

On Bo Yeyuan's birthday, give it to him, right?

In order to prevent Bo Yeyuan from coming back suddenly, the corner of her eye swept his movements......

Bo Yeyuan went to the bathroom to wash, his wound obviously couldn't touch the water, what else to wash?

Seeing him come out to look for clothes, she said coldly, "If you let the wound become inflamed and die here, I will throw you out." ”

Bo Yeyuan whispered, "Okay." ”

Emperor Bo took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom, and Li Qiyu "sent" him with the uniform of the military commander, although he was forced to send it, it had special meaning for him. A bullet hole broke the arm and the blood stained.

He avoided the wound and scrubbed it, dipped his clothes in a bucket, and poured a lot of laundry detergent to soak it.

……

An hour later, Li Qiyu revised the design of the night light, his mood became more and more irritable, he took a shower for so long, could it be that he fainted? How could he be so tossed, he was a patient and just lay down in bed to rest!

Li Qiyu put down the electronic painting brush, locked the computer, and walked to the bathroom.

Through the door, I heard a small crackling sound, the sound of water......

Li Qiyu listened with his ear on the side, what the hell was he doing? She wanted to call him out loud, but she couldn't open it.

Suddenly, the figure inside the door flickered, and before she had time to hide, the door was suddenly opened.

Bo Yeyuan was wearing a couple pajamas, with two sleeves folded high but still soaked in water, staring at her deeply and asking, "Are you looking for me?" ”

Her footsteps are so soft, her movements are so light, and he also found out?!

Li Qiyu was embarrassed for a while, she seemed to be peeping just now, but she was obviously worried about him......

"I'm going to use the bathroom," she said, with a grim face, "what are you doing for an hour?" ”

At the mention of this, a trace of gloom flashed on Bo Yeyuan's Jun face, and his body turned sideways: "You use it first." The floor is wet, be careful not to fall. ”

Li Qiyu saw him come out lonely, went in and closed the door, and saw that the floor was full of bubbles, and one poke was filled with bubbles until the tent came out.

A piece of clothing was spread out on the ground, and a shoe brush rested on it.

It turned out that the sound of rustling was that he was brushing his clothes.

Li Qiyu thought he was wrong, he Bo Yeyuan would wash clothes? It's a fantasy!

Bojia Manor has a special dry cleaning room and drying room, and all clothes will be sent in separate categories without manual labor. The servants of the Bo family can't wash by hand, let alone Bo Yeyuan.

(Tianjin)