When Jiang Xiao rushed into the ward, Katie stayed outside the door. She thought: Ding Luoluo may not be happy to see her. Inside the door, Jiang Xiao didn't even touch a finger of Ding Luoluo before being restrained by Zuo Chen. Zuo Chen let out a low growl, "She needs to be quiet, you go out for me." Jiang Xiao also let out a low growl, "Why don't you go out?" Unfortunately, her arm couldn't twist her thigh after all, and before Jiang Xiao could finish speaking, she stumbled out the door.
There is a doctor standing outside the door, who advises Jiang Xiao, "Don't let your eggs touch stones. That man just threatened that if we can't save that woman, we'll all have to be buried together." Jiang Xiao's heart reached her throat and she asked, "Is that woman serious?" The doctor spoke slowly, "Not serious. She just hasn't eaten or slept for too long." Katie also advises, "With Zuo Chen here, she won't be fine
Yuan Wei hasn't gone out for a few days. She squats in front of the computer with a soup noodle and eats all the bread and Mantou. She, like Ding Luoluo, turned grief into a career ambition, almost bouncing the keys on the keyboard to the sky. However, Zheng Ouyang next door doesn't prioritize his career as much. He shuttled back and forth between the instruments, playing this and tapping that, and his buttocks felt like they were pricked. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't sit still. Several bands invited him for new songs, but unfortunately he was in a state of confusion and couldn't compose a single tune.
Zheng Ouyang couldn't figure it out: What exactly is this woman Yuan Wei? In the past, she frequently came to his door and casually pulled his arm to eat this and that, her pair of sly big eyes constantly slipping on his muscles. That day, she boldly pressed down on him again and untied his pants. He pressed her back down, and she kept whimpering, but her big eyes remained proud. Finally, only her blood purple lips revealed her timidity. But today, no, these past few days, why has she been silent again? I couldn't see her explosive head drifting past the window, nor could I hear her enchanting call for his name. Zheng Ouyang has always felt that Yuan Wei's "Ouyang" sounds very lyrical: Oh, sheep.
Yuan Wei has been pressured by Zheng Ouyang's intermittent performances in the past few days. She agreed with Ding Luoluo's words for the first time: he is a blacksmith. In a moment of desperation, Yuan Wei stuffed cotton into her ears. So she didn't hear Zheng Ouyang knocking on her door.
Zheng Ouyang's knocking sound changed from "dong dong" to "clang dong", and there was no sign of Yuan Wei opening the door. Helplessly, Zheng Ouyang shrank his head and hid under Yuan Wei's window. And Yuan Wei, standing directly in front of the window, inadvertently looked up and saw a cluster of dark, hairy objects slowly rising. Just as she was about to make a heart wrenching scream, Yuan Wei recognized that this was not Zheng Ouyang's marshmallow hairstyle?
Zheng Ouyang's narrowed eyes finally crossed the windowsill. He stared and could tell that there was indeed a woman sitting in front of him. However, the woman did not explode. Wait, isn't this the woman who passed by his doorstep a few days ago? Wait a little longer, isn't this Yuan Wei? Zheng Ouyang's eyes widened like copper bells for the first time. He watched as Yuan Wei walked towards him gracefully, baring his teeth and aiming at his nose bridge bone, and punched him on the glass window.
Yuan Wei blasted out the door like a rocket launcher and landed in front of Zheng Ouyang. She crossed her hands and said, "What are you doing? Are you peeping at my aunt? Are you tired of living?" Zheng Ouyang turned a deaf ear to this and stared straight at the beautiful woman in front of him. Since he looked at her directly, she had been inseparable from the bird's nest head, but he never expected that her small face would be delicate with a hint of pride, like a red plum in the white snow.
Zheng Ouyang spoke calmly, 'It's a pity that he looks so good but speaks rudely.' Yuan Wei blushed in an instant. what? He praised her, is she good-looking? Oh, my goodness. Zheng Ouyang's dog spat out ivory from its mouth. However, after Yuan Wei was intoxicated for a while, she became rude again: "Auntie, I look good, why do you have to say that