Chapter 22: Patient

Leng Yue'er really didn't expect that Murong Qingli said that work, it was really work. I came here because I was bored, but now it's even more boring. Seeing Murong Qingli looking at things seriously, she didn't even raise her head, and Leng Yue'er only pouted angrily.

Time passed bit by bit, Leng Yue'er didn't know how long it was, and she didn't know how many episodes of the TV series she watched. I only knew that after I was about to fall asleep, Murong Qingli finally got off work.

"Murong Qingli, I swear that I will never come to you in the future." In the elevator, Leng Yue'er said with sleepy eyes.

"Hmm. Got it. Murong Qingli just looked at her amusedly.

"Go to dinner. What do you want to eat? ”

"I want to eat everything."

"Hmm. Yes. ”

"Murong Qingli took your blessing to enter such a high-end and high-grade restaurant to eat." Leng Yue'er looked at the surrounding environment and spat on it, this place must be very expensive to eat. Seaview restaurant, I'll go, how much does this meal cost. Hey, rich people are different.

"Don't be angry." Murong Qingli cut the steak in front of him very small and put it in front of Leng Yue'er.

"Well, don't be angry." Leng Yue'er put a piece of steak in her mouth. Hey, according to my previous dead salary, I still have to think about it for a long time if I want to eat something good, not to mention this kind of high-end atmosphere and high-grade restaurant, in fact, when I first came in, Leng Yue'er's anger had already disappeared. Well, in fact, Leng Yue'er also feels that she is quite unproductive.

"I'm just eating, and I'm going to have something to do after eating."

"What's the matter?"

"You'll know when you're done."

"Cut."

Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er's food with relish, and was very helpless. Why doesn't this girl have any romantic cells at all? How can you eat on this occasion. Murong Qingli looked at the romantic lights around her, the pleasant violin, and the candlelight and red wine burning on the table, shouldn't she be happy and shy at this moment, as a result, Murong Qingli glanced at Leng Yue'er again, and shook her head helplessly.

"Why doesn't Murong Qingli have water, I'm thirsty." Leng Yue'er looked at the red wine on the table and was very helpless, can't she put a glass of water, I don't know if the guests may be thirsty after eating, the service attitude is really poor.

"Well, the waiter has a glass of water." Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er, and the plate was already clean, "Are you still hungry?" ”

"I'm not hungry, I'm thirsty." Leng Yue'er shook her head.

"Hmm."

After eating, Leng Yue'er, who came out of the restaurant, was really comfortable with the oncoming wind. Wind, wait, Leng Yue'er watched herself being held by Murong Qingli, and everything around her was flying at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, uh, flying.

"Murong Qingli, where are you going?"

"It's almost there."

"Uh." Leng Yue'er stared at Murong Qingli stupidly. Hey, it's good to be a fairy, and the ticket money is saved.

Murong Qingli couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, you are an immortal just to not pay for the ticket. Suddenly, there were three black lines on the forehead.

"Here we are."

"Hmm. Where is this? After Murong Qingli stabilized Leng Yue'er, Leng Yue'er looked at the surrounding environment, how could she be so familiar, it seemed to be 、、、、、、

"Let's go inside." Murong Qingli pulled Leng Yue'er and walked in.

After entering the room, Leng Yue'er looked at the two people in the house, and there were more gray hairs. Watching the two of them eat very calmly, the TV is on, but it seems that neither of them is watching much. Leng Yue'er walked to her room, and after entering, the room was still the same room, and it hadn't changed at all, but there was no one in this room anymore. Looking at the family photo on the table, Leng Yue'er's tears fell suddenly, she was not a crying person, but she just wanted to cry. Leng Yue'er wiped away her tears.

"Let's go."

"No more." Murong Qingli looked at the girl in front of her who could still laugh, this girl 、、、、、、

"I don't look at it." Leng Yue'er replied with a smile.

"Cry if you want to." Murong Qingli hugged Leng Yue'er. This girl actually made him feel distressed.

"I'm sick." Leng Yue'er bit her lip so that the tears in her eyes did not flow out, and pushed Murong Qingli away.

"Yes, you have medicine."

"No, sick." Leng Yue'er flew over again with a roll of her eyes.

Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er like this, hey, I was distressed.

"I'm really gone."

"Nonsense. Let's go. ”

"Young Master, why did Miss Leng sleep so early today?" Uncle Xu watched the light in Leng Yue'er's room stop early, and was very puzzled, like usual, she should be sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"I'm tired." Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er's room.

"Then the young master should rest early."

"Hmm."

"Girl, rest today, if there is a place you want to play, I'll take you there." Murong Qingli came to knock on Leng Yue'er's door early in the morning.

"Nope." Leng Yue'er opened the door and walked out. This guy is sick and doesn't sleep in the morning.

"Okay, let's eat."

"Hmm."

"Young Master, Miss, Mr. Xia is here."

"Who?" Leng Yue'er rubbed her chicken nest head, Mr. Xia, who is this?

"Miss, it's Mr. Natsume." Uncle Xu looked at Leng Yue'er's confused appearance with a doting face, he liked this girl when he first saw her.

"Natsume." Leng Yue'er couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly ran to her room.

"Why are you going?"

"Makeup."

Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er's back, and her face instantly darkened.

"Let him in." Murong Qingli probably looked at Xu Bo and said coldly.

"Yes."

"It's the first time Mr. Xia has come to me."

"Please don't mind Mu Shao."

"I don't mind."

"Then I'm here to compensate Mu Shao."

"I accepted it."

"That's good."

"Is there something wrong with me today?"

"I'm looking for Miss Leng."

"She's not here."

"So early, Miss Leng came out?"

"Well, there's an urgency." Murong Qingli is a serious nonsense.

Natsume looked at Murong Qingli's appearance and smiled, it's getting more and more interesting, isn't it.

"Natsume, you're here."

When Murong Qingli was about to bombard, Leng Yue'er hurriedly came out. He rolled his eyes and only looked at Murong Qingli. She heard the conversation between the two clearly, what kind of smoke did this guy make?

"Miss Leng, you're at home, 、、、、、、" Natsume looked at Murong Qingli and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yue'er also began to pretend to be stupid.

"Nothing." Natsume laughed.

"Uh-huh. ”

Murong Qingli looked at the skirt on Leng Yue'er's body, cut, really, is it necessary.

"Mr. Xia, what's the matter with coming over this time?"

"Well, I want to see if Miss Leng is free to participate in a patient."

"Okay. It's too free to be free. When? Leng Yue'er immediately agreed when she heard that there was fun and food, it would be a pity not to go to this kind of food for nothing.

"Today."

"Then, let's go."

"Hmm." Natsume didn't expect Leng Yue'er to agree so boldly. It's a bit uncomfortable.

"Wait." Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er's face full of smiles, it was really unpleasant, where did this girl put herself.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli's face, which was longer than a donkey's face.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet, I'll go back after breakfast." Murong Qingli was originally very angry, but it turned out to be full of smiles.

"I won't eat it." Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli like this, it was so scary.

"Miss Leng should eat breakfast." Natsume hurriedly spoke.

"Look, Mr. Xia said so, come, good, it's time to eat." Murong Qingli gently took Leng Yue'er's hand.

Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli's goosebumps like this, this guy is crazy. Leng Yue'er didn't know what would happen after disobeying him, so she had to follow him to the dining table.

"Mr. Xia should have eaten, so I won't invite you. Come, Yue'er, eat more. ”

"Hmm." Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli and smiled charmingly, but why was she so pestle-stricken. Seeing Murong Qingli looking at herself with a smile, Leng Yue'er was cold from head to toe.