Mu Xiaocheng is not a voice control, but she found that Ji Huaishen's voice is really good.

She knows some voice actors, but compared to Ji Huaishen, they all seem to be a little worse.

Mu Xiaocheng lowered her eyes, not knowing what to reply.

After thinking about it, typing a few words, he returned: "You too, good night." ”

After sending the message, Mu Xiaocheng withdrew from the WeChat interface, and Ji Huaishen did not send another message.

She walked around Weibo for a while and found that Su Xiaoling was still hanging on Weibo's hot search.

#苏小陵分手后首次现身#

#苏小陵前男友#

……

Mu Xiaocheng clicked into those hot searches and looked at them, these netizens are really powerful, as Su Xiaoling's sworn friend, she doesn't know where she is now.

Netizens actually picked it up, tsk, it's really amazing.

Regarding the loss of love, Su Xiaoling still has not replied.

Mu Xiaocheng knew that guy was not a fragile person, so he didn't ask much.

She's still recuperating and preparing for tomorrow's comic update.

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Song Yansheng's condition was not serious, and by the next day, the fever had subsided and he had come to his senses.

Yang Pu bought him some light porridge from outside, put it in front of him and said, "Young master, you have to eat a little, the old lady has ordered, if you lose a pound, you will deduct a month's salary." Please, even if it's for me, eat some. ”

For Yangpu?

Song Yansheng hugged the hand warmer bag and looked at Yangpu lightly.

"I can pay you."

His voice was still a little hoarse and weak, but his tone was calm and cold.

Yang Pu was stunned for a moment, and quickly bowed: "Thank you, young master, but no matter what, you have to eat, people are iron and rice are steel, and you don't ......eat a meal."

"Yangpu, you're noisy."

Song Yansheng's clear voice interrupted Yang Pu's words, his face was expressionless, and his face was pale.

Yang Pu sighed heavily, okay, the young master dislikes him again.

He's not done yet.

However, this eldest young master's temper was very strange, and he did not dare to challenge his authority.

This time, Yang Pu had to lower his voice: "Then I'll go out and get you some hot water first, and you eat first." ”

After saying that, he went out obediently.

Song Yansheng lowered his eyes, looked at the porridge in front of him, put down his hand warmer, and was about to pick up the spoon on the table......

But I saw a figure quickly rush into the ward, and with it, he slammed the door of the ward.

Su Xiaoling leaned against the door, listening to the movement outside.

"Huh~ were you still here just now? Why is it gone? ”

"Maybe it's going that way, right? Let's go over and see. ”

Outside the door, there was a sound of footsteps.

It wasn't until those footsteps gradually faded away that Su Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief.

The group of people just now had been chasing her, since she entered the hospital.

Among them are her fans, as well as paparazzi......

It's tiring to think about.

She stroked her chest, calming down.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she turned around and looked at the person on the hospital bed.

Depend on!

This man is so handsome!

With fair skin and good facial features, although he is wearing a hospital gown, the melancholy aristocratic temperament revealed in his bones is really unsightly.

This is a sick beauty who has escaped alive!

Song Yansheng frowned, staring at the girl in front of him in some surprise.

The woman who suddenly broke into his hospital room was cute, wearing a brown coat and a beret, making her look small and delicate.

He looked away indifferently, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Go out." ”