MTL - Amnesiac Queen-Chapter 43 jealousy

Taking the phone to the room together, Ji Zheyan went to the desk and gently placed the right hand's hot milk on the table.

Ye Hao looked up and smiled at Ji Zheyan: "Thank you for Dr. Ji."

Ji Zheyan’s mouth was slightly smiled and he handed the phone over: “There is your short message.”

"Hey." Ye Hao took the phone, pressed the screen, and the text message of his brother was lying quietly on it.

Ye Hao’s face was stiff and smiled, stopping the movements on his hands.

"Why don't you watch?" Ji Zheyan's voice is as soft as water, with the smile on the corner of his mouth, and gentleness makes people... tremble.

Ye Hao put down her mobile phone and laughed twice: "It shouldn't be something important, no hurry."

"I will send you a text message so late, how can I not be anxious, you should check it out first."

......

Ye Hao, who had already touched the milk cup, turned a corner and picked up the phone next to him. If you don't look at this time, there is a feeling of wanting to cover it.

When Ye Hao clicked on the text message, there was quite a feeling of wind and sorrow.

"Sorry to disturb you so late, are you sleeping? Shouldn't you still draw? Although the sugar cane is very urgent, but also pay attention to rest. Go to bed early, good night. ^_^"

Ye Wei: "..."

She is very upset now, and Dr. Ji is standing next to her, and he should read it in a word without a leak. She carefully figured out the shortness of the brother of the grass, in fact, quite...normal...

Ji Zheyan whispered aloud, and Ye Hao’s careful liver also followed. The feeling of being raped is...

"You don't give him back information? He may have been waiting."

Ye Hao swallowed and said: "No, no, I think he must have slept, I still don't bother him."

"Oh." Ji Zheyan nodded and said: "This person's name is so strange, the surname is the name of the brother?"

Ye Wei: "..."

Why does she want to handcuff the name of the brother of the grass! She should have a versatile 10086!

"The grass that you told me before that I want to be in love with you is this grass?"

Ye Wei: "..."

I am wrong in the season, please speak normally. Qaq

"Your relationship is very good."

Ye Hao will cry out: "No relationship is not good at all!" Her eyes were tearful, and I couldn't wait to hug Ji Jiyan's thigh. "He is playing in the game squad, I and He is not familiar."

Ji Zheyan’s eyes sank. Oh, it’s no wonder that when I mentioned the team today, I used a few vague words from my classmates. Isn’t it a guilty conscience to do something?

He pulled open the leaves and wrapped his hands on his body and smiled at her: "Ye Ye, you will have breakfast for the next year tomorrow, and tomorrow, there will be no more."

Ye Wei: "..."

She hasn't slowed down from the sad mood. Ji Zheyan has picked up the milk on the table and went out without going back.

Ye Wei: "..."

That cup of milk... She hasn’t had a drink yet, ah!

Ji Zheyan returned to the room and finished drinking the milk in the cup. The inexplicable emotions in his heart made him a little annoyed. He never knew that he hated to see Ye Hao and other men connected, even if the other person was just a name.

...if the brother of the grass is the name.

He put down the glass in his hand and turned into the bathroom. Just resisting not throwing the phone directly, it has exhausted all his patience. He frowned and stood under the shower, and the contents of the message appeared in his mind.

So what do you mean by saying good night to someone else’s girlfriend? And the last silly smile, isn’t it just selling cute but selling stupid? If he is this attitude to everyone, it is a problem with his style; if he is only like Ye Hao, then...hehe.

Ji Zheyan has already passed through all the internal organs and acupuncture points of the human body.

After Ye Zheyan left, Ye Hao did not continue to paint. Her mood at this time was not suitable for painting wedding dresses, but it was suitable for painting mourning clothes.

She climbed into the bed pitifully and covered herself with a quilt.

... From tomorrow, she shouldn’t really have no breakfast, right?

A few kilometers away, the brother of the grass lingered on the table until he fell asleep, and did not wait for Ye Hao’s reply.

Early the next morning, Ye Hao heard the sound of closing the door, his eyes moved and opened his eyes. I didn't sleep well all night last night, and now I was awakened by a slight noise.

Did the doctor go to work?

She sighed and sat up from the bed. I don't know if Ji is still angry, but what should I do if I ignore her in the future?

She washed her face at random and went to the dining room wearing slippers. There was a box of milk and a few slices of bread on the table. Although it was a lot simpler than before, she knew that Dr. Ji could not bear to be hungry.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help but curl up, even if it was milk with bread, she also tasted delicious.

After solving the breakfast, Ye Hao painted for a while, but could not find inspiration. She glanced at the phone and couldn't help but send a text message to Dr. Ji: "Is you still angry about Dr. Ji? I am really innocent. qaq"

After the text message is sent out, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no news.

Ye Hao sadly opened the phone, and the doctor was still angry with her. She looked at the wedding dress on the eye paper, and she could already see the prototype, but she couldn't get a pen now.

Maybe going out for a walk will find inspiration?

Ye Hao frowned and thought about it and decided to go out and let go. Ji Zheyan’s apartment is in the city center, and Ye Hao can go shopping as soon as he goes out. After passing through the door of a bridal shop several times, Ye Hao has never been able to squint and go to the bridal shop.

Finally, she went to a bookstore to buy a few fashion magazines and went to a park to read it. The costumes in the magazine are all common clothes, and the design of the wedding dress is basically not helpful, but maybe you can find inspiration. She also bought a new one, but turned from the first page to the last page, and did not find the model called A Yao.

Ye Hao is very disappointed, even if she is pregnant, she can pat the maternity dress!

The sudden torrential rain interrupted her thoughts, and the sky that gloomy in the moment was like the face of the doctor last night. Ye Hao was drenched by a hand, with a magazine running to the nearest slide to shelter from the rain.

There is still a child under the slide, and it is also like a leaf soup.

"Jia Jia sister?" The child squinted at his head and suddenly yelled at Ye Hao. Ye Hao wiped her forehead and paused. She looked down at the little boy and asked indefinitely: "Are you calling me?"

The little boy looked at her again, then smiled and said: "You are Jia Jia sister? I am Peas, you can't remember me?"

Ye Hao looked at his two leaky front teeth, how can he not remember who he is: "Do you know me?"

The boy looked at her strangely: "My sister, how come you came here, the little bean you painted for me has not finished yet."

Ye Hao’s brow suddenly wrinkled, and there seemed to be a string in his heart that was stretched tightly: “You...”

"Doudou, find you!" Another little boy ran over with an umbrella and pointed to the peas hiding under the slide. "Doudou, you should be a ghost next time!"

The peas flattened their mouths and turned their heads to smile at Ye Hao: "Goodbye sister goodbye!" He ran out after he finished, and Ye Hao was anxious and quickly chased him up.

噗通.

Ye Hao fell from the bench, and she slammed her head and sat up on the ground.

She actually fell asleep directly in the park.

It must be because I didn't have a good rest last night, I would do such a strange dream. Just thinking about it, the sky suddenly started a heavy rain, and Ye Hao was suddenly drenched into a chicken.

Her heart jumped and looked at the slide not far away, hesitated or ran over.

There are no boys below. Ye Hao unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. The rain was fierce, and many people in the park were escaping from the rain, and the people under the slides were unconsciously crowded. Fortunately, the heavy rain came quickly and quickly, but it was only ten minutes before and after, and the sky cleared again.

Ye Hao walked back with her magazine, and she still cares about the dream she just made. When she walked home, the clothes on her body had dried up. Ye Hao wanted to take a shower first, but felt that there was no strength in her body and her head was a little groggy.

She sat on the sofa, planned to take a break and take a shower. I didn't expect to sit down and slept in the past.

When Ji Zheyan came back, he saw Ye Hao falling asleep on the sofa. Although it is summer, she sleeps so easily. Ji Zheyan frowned and went to the sofa: "Ye Ye."

The people on the sofa did not respond, and Ji Zheyan raised the volume again: "Ye, don't sleep here."

Ye Hao still didn't respond. Ji Zheyan bent down and tried to pull her up. As a result, her hand just touched her skin and slammed her arm: "Ye Ye! Ye Hao, you wake up!"

Ye Yanmo vaguely heard that Ji Zheyan was calling her, and finally opened a heavy eyelid, and saw Ji Zheyan looking at her with a look of anger: "Dr. Ji..." What did he do to provoke him? Angry...

"Ye Ye! You are having a fever, you don't know!" Nearly low voice, let Ye Hao wake up a little. It turned out to be a fever, no wonder it feels so uncomfortable.

The temperature under his hand was so hot that he remembered the sudden heavy rain in the afternoon. Ji Zheyan’s brows were twisted together: “Are you going out to rain and returning to sleep?

"Ah..." It seems to be, but Ye Hao dare not admit, "Dr. Ji, don't show such a scary expression, I will think that I am not a fever but a terminal illness."

The strength of his men suddenly increased, and Ji Zheyan was mad at her: "Is it all sick and still have a joke?"

Ye Hao really smiled: "It doesn't matter, I am sick, just you are a doctor."

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