After cleaning, even the clothes, he waited on her to put them on.

Cloud poetry can't help but create illusion.

It seems that he is the noble empress dowager!

And it's said that the executive officer of muda, who is fierce and swift in the rumor, is like a loyal little slave!

Thinking of this, she was amused by her own ideas and couldn't help laughing.

Muyazhe gently shaved her nose: "stupid woman, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing!"

Cloud poetry quickly convergence smile.

Don't let him know what she's thinking, or else he can't toss her to death?

Muyazhe glanced at her. From her narrow eyes, he didn't need to think about it. He probably had something to do with his stomach!

He smiled and pecked at her cheek.

Heart can not help but hate a sentence: this let people love and hate the little woman!

There was a hair dryer in the bathroom, so he held her in his arms and dried her hair.

Cloud poetry steals music in its heart.

This man usually looks cold, arrogant and unattainable. But more often, he is patient in front of her.

Her heart infinite feeling, such special treatment, but make her feel extremely satisfied!

All the way back to her bed, yunshishi asked: "when can I leave the hospital?"

"Want to be discharged?"

Muyazhe glanced at her.

The poem nodded like a pestle: "yes, of course. I've been lying in the hospital for two days, and I'm going to get moldy! If I lie down again, I feel my limbs are going to degenerate! "

"You just got rid of the fever. Stay another night."

"No!" Yun Shishi is coquettish, embracing his arm and saying softly, "take me home, OK? I don't want to be in hospital! "

This sentence "take me home" directly hit the softest part of his heart.

Muyazhe could not help but be stunned for a moment. For a moment, he was surrounded by endless warmth!

Go home

He lifted his thin lips slightly, and could not help drawing a smile.

"OK. I'll take you home! "

"Well!"

So moyazhe got up and went to go through the discharge formalities for her.

……

Mu's private hospital is located in the center of the city. Therefore, looking around, it is a bustling shopping mall.

Xiaoyichen and youyou walk out of the hospital gate, and then he leads the way. The two little milk bags head to the center of the city one by one.

Along the way, you you walked in the front, while Xiao Yichen followed behind. From time to time, he secretly looked at you Xiaojun's face. He seemed in a good mood today. At least, it's precious. He didn't show the cold expression on his face.

Most of the time, Yun's poems have gone down, and his mood is getting better.

"Bless!"

Little Yi Chen called out behind him.

Youyou smiles and looks back. "Why?"

Seeing his smile on his face, little Yi Chen can't help but show his smile: "Why are you walking so fast?"

"You're walking too slowly." You you said, keep going back.

It just seems that he's slowing down.

Xiaoyichen catches up with him and walks with him.

Looking down, he saw his little hand swinging in his clothes. Suddenly, little Yi Chen said: "you you you..."

"Well? What's the matter? "

Youyou has some hatred in his eyes.

"Can I hold your hand?" Small Yi Chen asks cautiously, on the face reveals shy expectation.

You you Zheng Zheng, then immediately refused: "No."

"Why? Why? Can't we walk hand in hand? " Little Yi Chen doesn't want to shout.