Chapter 21: Sickness

The car finally stopped, because it was home.

Ye Minghan opened the car door and walked directly to the villa, not caring about Luo Jing'er in the car, and Mi Xi'er glared at Ye Minghan's back with disdain, depressed, hateful, since you don't care about her? Took her to the racetrack for a lap, came back, and left her here.

Mi Xi'er also opened the car door and prepared to go back to the villa, but her feet touched the ground, and before she could take two steps, she fell to the ground, not because she couldn't stand steadily, but because her face was pale, and her feet couldn't use their strength at all. Seeing the beginning of that picture, who can have an indifferent expression like that freak in the night night. It was the first time she had seen such a scene, and not fainting was already considered a good endurance for her.

"Hey, who's going to save her?" It seemed that God heard Luo Jing'er's shout, and at this time, Xiaoyu, who was playing well with her in the villa, hurriedly ran over.

"Xi'er, are you alright?" Xiao Yu hurriedly went to Fuluo Jing'er.

"I can't die yet." Mi Xi'er said this sentence with all her strength.

After more than ten minutes, Xiaoyu finally helped Mi Xi'er into the house, and Mi Xi'er fell directly on the bed, how much she missed this bed. The thing she regrets the most in her life is to provoke the devil of the night and the cold. Because of the events of the night, Mi Xi'er had insomnia all night, and finally fell asleep, and had a nightmare that woke her up and made her break out in a cold sweat. She was simply miserable.

Early the next morning!

"Xi'er, get up, you should go and prepare breakfast for the young master, and you will have to go to school later." Xiaoyu called Luo Jing'er, who was still asleep!

Mi Xi'er was shaken by the small fish in a daze: "What kind of breakfast are you going to prepare?" A soft, soft voice sounded.

"Of course, it's breakfast for the young master, you have to prepare breakfast for the young master every day, have you forgotten?"

Mi Xi'er turned over and wanted to get rid of the little fish: "I'm not going, my head hurts so much." Don't call me. "She's all over the house, and she's going to have breakfast.

"Ahh I'll call you a doctor. ”

"No need, I'll be fine after a while."

Xiaoyu wasn't lying, it seemed that she had to help Mi Xi'er prepare today's young master's breakfast, but ......

"What about the woman?" Seeing that there was no Mi Xi'er in the night, he felt very strange, and his brows were furrowed very tightly, this damn woman, is it because of what happened last night, she wants to escape?

Xiao Yu didn't dare to look at the night and cold, he stammered a little when he spoke, and his whole body trembled: "Young master, Xi ...... Child..... She..... She doesn't.... Comfortable! ”

"Can't even say a word? Or do you want me to help you? ”

Xiaoyu's head lowered, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes: "Mixi'er is sick!" ”

After hearing this, Ye Minghan didn't speak, got up and walked to Mi Xi'er's room, and stopped halfway through, why did he care so much about that woman, inexplicable, what does it have to do with him whether she dies or not? Why did he go to see a subordinate? Dead is dead, no big deal. Thinking of this, Ye Yinghan turned around again and walked in another direction.

The servants were a little puzzled by the young master of their own family, but they didn't dare to guess, so they had to shut up.

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the young master was going to trouble her, but it didn't, and scared her to death.

And the miserable Mi Xi'er was still lying on the bed uncomfortable, and she couldn't exert her strength all over. I had to lie on the bed and fall into a deep sleep.