[Tomorrow morning update~]

"Brother Ming Xiao, are you in there?"

Hearing that there was no response inside, Wei Zeling knocked on the door three more times and raised her voice: "Brother Ming Xiao, I have something urgent to find you!" It's really urgent! ”

Nan Xian shrank into the quilt, completely blocking herself, then looked at He Mingxiao, narrowed her eyes dangerously, and her eyes read: "Why don't you hurry up and solve the one outside?" ”。

He Mingxiao was about to confess his secret to her, but he was "cut off" by Wei Zeling, and he was forced to stop talking, and he was suddenly helpless and irritable.

He answered, got up and quickly got dressed.

Wei Zeling stood in front of his door, her expression was slightly cramped, she licked her lips nervously, and quickly pinched her sideburns with her free hand.

The door opened, and He Mingxiao looked down at her with a cold face, frowning impatiently.

"What's the matter?"

When Wei Zeling saw his face, she subconsciously struck in her heart, but quickly regained her smile.

She handed the tray in her hand forward, and at the same time looked towards the room, "Brother Ming Xiao, I heard that you have been taking care of Sister Nanxian yesterday afternoon, it must be very hard, right?" This is the old hen and sea cucumber soup I made this morning, especially to make up - Brother Ming Xiao, why is there someone in your bed?! Who is it?! ”

In the second half of the sentence, her tone changed sharply, and her face changed from shyness to astonishment like a roller coaster, and then she became gritted her teeth again, and her eyes widened, as if she was about to spew angry flames.

Which cheap hoof dared to climb He Mingxiao's bed! See if I don't tear her up...... Nan Xian ???

Nan Xian poked her head out of the quilt and hooked the corners of her mouth meaninglessly, "It's me, what's wrong, you're surprised?" ”

Wei Zeling's face was as ugly as knocking over the color palette, "You, weren't you sent to the hospital last night?" Why did you appear in Brother Ming Xiao's room again? ”

Nan Xian raised her eyebrows when she heard this, looked at He Mingxiao, blinked, and asked him, "I'm also curious, Mr. He—why did I appear in your room?" ”

He Mingxiao coughed lowly, he took the tray in Wei Zeling's hand, thanked her casually, and then without waiting for her to react, he slammed the door with his backhand.

Wei Zeling stared blankly at the door in front of her, which was closed again, thinking that He Mingxiao and Nan Xian had actually stayed in it all night, and if she was not mistaken, the red marks on He Mingxiao's neck were obviously ......

So, they ...... last night!

Her expression cracked inch by inch, and her whole face instantly lost its color.

And at this moment, inside the room.

He Mingxiao put the tray on the bedside table, opened the lid and looked at it.

The aroma is overwhelming, and the soup is rich and viscous, obviously made with heart.

"The ingredients are all bought by your hard work, but she gave them away." He Mingxiao snorted meaninglessly.

Nan Xian didn't look at the soup, still staring at him.

"You haven't answered my question yet, shouldn't I have been taken to the hospital, why am I here?"

His expression stiffened slightly, knowing that this matter had to be explained today, so he sighed helplessly and said, "I know a Taoist priest, he has some ability, not those charlatans." I showed him your birthday, and he said that your fate is strange, although you are lucky, but there are constant ups and downs, and only by getting through the ups and downs can you really inherit the good fortune. And I complement your life, I am with you, I can help you resolve the crisis, you are by my side, it is safer than going to the hospital. ”

Nan Xian laughed "poof", she said: "Isn't this obvious, many people are bitter and then sweet, unlucky first and then lucky, do you still need to count?" What else is complementary...... He knows what you think of me, and of course he will say something to make you happy, so that he can get money out of your pocket! ”

He Mingxiao smiled helplessly and did not speak.

He himself knew that it was indeed difficult to win the trust of people in the absence of tangible evidence.

Nan Xian wanted to persuade a few more words, but thinking that He Mingxiao admitted that he was stupid and had a lot of money anyway, why should he wake up a person who was pretending to be asleep, so he didn't bother to speak.

She took the chicken soup and muttered silently, "It's all my money anyway, I'm just hungry, don't eat for nothing", Mei Zizi took a big sip, and suddenly thought of something, swallowed a mouthful of chicken, and looked up at He Mingxiao.

"By the way, so just before Wei Zeling knocked on the door, this is what you want to explain to me?"

He Mingxiao's movements to get up were slight, he lowered his eyes, and said "um" softly.