Chapter 641: 641
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04 chuckled at him: [host, are you distressed?]
"Heartache?"
The beautiful looking girl picked her eyebrows when she heard the speech, snorted coldly and lowered her head. "Why should I love him? Someone made it clear not long ago that he wanted to draw a line with me."
[what are you doing?] 04 asked.
Su Yan made a movement. For a long time, she sneered and answered slowly, "feed the dog."
04：……
……
"Dudu --
Qiao Ye just took stomach medicine and wrapped himself in a quilt to sleep.
He heard a knock outside the door, intermittently.
He sighed, buried his head deeper and didn't intend to pay attention.
"Dudu, Dudu -"
But the other party perseveres, as if he doesn't stop until he reaches his goal.
Qiao ye took a breath, got out of bed with pain, sleepwalked to the door and opened the door.
"What the hell are you --"
The rest of the words stuck in my throat, the door was empty, and there was no one. He was about to turn around when he saw the food box on the ground.
On it is the familiar pink note paper.
Qiao Ye paused. Finally, he bent down, picked up the food box, turned around and closed the door.
[there are a lot of dishes to cook tonight. Didn't the teacher teach me not to waste? So ~ please ask the teacher for the leftovers ~]
Qiao Ye's eyebrows moved, and he inexplicably thought of the hidden fairy who sat with him by the lake for more than an hour.
Is it such a coincidence?
He opened the food box. At the top was a bowl of fish soup. The soup was boiled milky white. There were dots of scallions floating on it, and the strong smell came to his nostrils.
Qiao Ye flashed those red, wronged and poor eyes in his mind and helplessly helped his forehead.
Is the little girl so good tempered? I was preached in the afternoon and forgot all about it in the twinkling of an eye?
Also Baba sent him dinner. Does he look like the type who will die if no one takes care of him?
Tentatively drank a mouthful of soup, and the warm fish soup entered the stomach, which appropriately alleviated the convulsive pain.
The little girl is very good at cooking. It hurts to be sensible.
……
A good night's dream.
Qiao Ye rarely had a good sleep. When he woke up, he felt soft and warm in his stomach.
He's almost forgotten how long he hasn't been so relaxed.
"Brother Joe, are you awake? I specially cooked porridge for you. Get up and have a bowl."
In the quiet bedroom, a voice belonging to a woman suddenly sounded, carefully with the meaning of flattery.
But let Qiao ye only have a few sleepy moments away. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door with fierce eyes.
The woman was dressed in household clothes and had an apron like a model.
It's just that the makeup on the face is so exquisite that people don't feel the slightest sense of closeness and home.
"Who let you in?"
His voice was as cold as ice. He got out of bed and looked over Wang Shiyuan without any emotion.
Wang Shiyuan clenched his lower lip and took two steps backward.
She said carefully, "Grandpa gave me the key. He said you can't take care of yourself. When you get busy, you can't even care about food. I'm afraid you have a stomach disease, which makes me..."
"Where are the keys?"
Qiao ye turned his head and interrupted her explanation.
He raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. There was a shadow in his dark eyes.
This house was found for him by his cousin. It's close to the school. It's redecorated inside. Qiao Ye doesn't have high requirements for the place to live, as long as it's comfortable.
But unexpectedly, the spare key fell into Wang Shiyuan's hand.
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04 chuckled at him: [host, are you distressed?]
"Heartache?"
The beautiful looking girl picked her eyebrows when she heard the speech, snorted coldly and lowered her head. "Why should I love him? Someone made it clear not long ago that he wanted to draw a line with me."
[what are you doing?] 04 asked.
Su Yan made a movement. For a long time, she sneered and answered slowly, "feed the dog."
04：……
……
"Dudu --
Qiao Ye just took stomach medicine and wrapped himself in a quilt to sleep.
He heard a knock outside the door, intermittently.
He sighed, buried his head deeper and didn't intend to pay attention.
"Dudu, Dudu -"
But the other party perseveres, as if he doesn't stop until he reaches his goal.
Qiao ye took a breath, got out of bed with pain, sleepwalked to the door and opened the door.
"What the hell are you --"
The rest of the words stuck in my throat, the door was empty, and there was no one. He was about to turn around when he saw the food box on the ground.
On it is the familiar pink note paper.
Qiao Ye paused. Finally, he bent down, picked up the food box, turned around and closed the door.
[there are a lot of dishes to cook tonight. Didn't the teacher teach me not to waste? So ~ please ask the teacher for the leftovers ~]
Qiao Ye's eyebrows moved, and he inexplicably thought of the hidden fairy who sat with him by the lake for more than an hour.
Is it such a coincidence?
He opened the food box. At the top was a bowl of fish soup. The soup was boiled milky white. There were dots of scallions floating on it, and the strong smell came to his nostrils.
Qiao Ye flashed those red, wronged and poor eyes in his mind and helplessly helped his forehead.
Is the little girl so good tempered? I was preached in the afternoon and forgot all about it in the twinkling of an eye?
Also Baba sent him dinner. Does he look like the type who will die if no one takes care of him?
Tentatively drank a mouthful of soup, and the warm fish soup entered the stomach, which appropriately alleviated the convulsive pain.
The little girl is very good at cooking. It hurts to be sensible.
……
A good night's dream.
Qiao Ye rarely had a good sleep. When he woke up, he felt soft and warm in his stomach.
He's almost forgotten how long he hasn't been so relaxed.
"Brother Joe, are you awake? I specially cooked porridge for you. Get up and have a bowl."
In the quiet bedroom, a voice belonging to a woman suddenly sounded, carefully with the meaning of flattery.
But let Qiao ye only have a few sleepy moments away. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door with fierce eyes.
The woman was dressed in household clothes and had an apron like a model.
It's just that the makeup on the face is so exquisite that people don't feel the slightest sense of closeness and home.
"Who let you in?"
His voice was as cold as ice. He got out of bed and looked over Wang Shiyuan without any emotion.
Wang Shiyuan clenched his lower lip and took two steps backward.
She said carefully, "Grandpa gave me the key. He said you can't take care of yourself. When you get busy, you can't even care about food. I'm afraid you have a stomach disease, which makes me..."
"Where are the keys?"
Qiao ye turned his head and interrupted her explanation.
He raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. There was a shadow in his dark eyes.
This house was found for him by his cousin. It's close to the school. It's redecorated inside. Qiao Ye doesn't have high requirements for the place to live, as long as it's comfortable.
But unexpectedly, the spare key fell into Wang Shiyuan's hand.
04 chuckled at him: host, are you distressed?"Heartache?"The beautiful looking girl picked her eyebrows when she heard the speech, snorted coldly and lowered her head. "Why should I love him? Someone made it clear not long ago that he wanted to draw a line with me."what are you doing? 04 asked.Su Yan made a movement. For a long time, she sneered and answered slowly, "feed the dog."04"Dudu --Qiao Ye just took stomach medicine and wrapped himself in a quilt to sleep.He heard a knock outside the door, intermittently.He sighed, buried his head deeper and didn't intend to pay attention."Dudu, Dudu -"But the other party perseveres, as if he doesn't stop until he reaches his goal.Qiao ye took a breath, got out of bed with pain, sleepwalked to the door and opened the door."What the hell are you --"The rest of the words stuck in my throat, the door was empty, and there was no one. He was about to turn around when he saw the food box on the ground.On it is the familiar pink note paper.Qiao Ye paused. Finally, he bent down, picked up the food box, turned around and closed the door.there are a lot of dishes to cook tonight. Didn't the teacher teach me not to waste? So ~ please ask the teacher for the leftovers ~Qiao Ye's eyebrows moved, and he inexplicably thought of the hidden fairy who sat with him by the lake for more than an hour.Is it such a coincidence?He opened the food box. At the top was a bowl of fish soup. The soup was boiled milky white. There were dots of scallions floating on it, and the strong smell came to his nostrils.Qiao Ye flashed those red, wronged and poor eyes in his mind and helplessly helped his forehead.Is the little girl so good tempered? I was preached in the afternoon and forgot all about it in the twinkling of an eye?Also Baba sent him dinner. Does he look like the type who will die if no one takes care of him?Tentatively drank a mouthful of soup, and the warm fish soup entered the stomach, which appropriately alleviated the convulsive pain.The little girl is very good at cooking. It hurts to be sensible.A good night's dream.Qiao Ye rarely had a good sleep. When he woke up, he felt soft and warm in his stomach.He's almost forgotten how long he hasn't been so relaxed."Brother Joe, are you awake? I specially cooked porridge for you. Get up and have a bowl."In the quiet bedroom, a voice belonging to a woman suddenly sounded, carefully with the meaning of flattery.But let Qiao ye only have a few sleepy moments away. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door with fierce eyes.The woman was dressed in household clothes and had an apron like a model.It's just that the makeup on the face is so exquisite that people don't feel the slightest sense of closeness and home."Who let you in?"His voice was as cold as ice. He got out of bed and looked over Wang Shiyuan without any emotion.Wang Shiyuan clenched his lower lip and took two steps backward.She said carefully, "Grandpa gave me the key. He said you can't take care of yourself. When you get busy, you can't even care about food. I'm afraid you have a stomach disease, which makes me...""Where are the keys?"Qiao ye turned his head and interrupted her explanation.He raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. There was a shadow in his dark eyes.This house was found for him by his cousin. It's close to the school. It's redecorated inside. Qiao Ye doesn't have high requirements for the place to live, as long as it's comfortable.But unexpectedly, the spare key fell into Wang Shiyuan's hand.
