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Instant noodles without seasoning

"A Chi, please help me get this book?" Ke Huanye's voice suddenly lowered, soft and glutinous, with a hoarse and pale face that he had just woken up, looking at him with anticipation, as if afraid that he would not agree.

"Wait here." Ya Qiuchi was helpless. This black-bellied woman had become a sperm. Didn't she feel uncomfortable doing this innocent expression?

"It's better for Achi. Go and go back quickly. By the way, I still want to eat foam, spicy flavor, and even novels that are suspenseful, ghost stories." Ke Huanye smiled secretly, looked at Ya Qiuchi's back and said again.

Hehe, it's better for Achi. She knew that there was a bookstore in the hospital, self-service books and vending machines, so she asked him to go down. If it was far away, um, she might still ask him to buy it.

Ya Qiuchi didn't know what someone was thinking. If she knew, she would probably be so angry that she would go to bed directly, regardless of whether she wanted to eat or read.

When Ya Qiuchi came back, she was holding two books and a bucket of instant noodles. Ke Huanye's eyes were shining. When she saw the bucket of instant noodles, her face, which had just been full of anticipation, suddenly collapsed and she glanced at Ya Qiuchi: "I don't want to eat the original flavor, you can eat it yourself!"

"Yezi, the prince said he had something to deal with, but he couldn't come. Also, who said he wanted to give you the original flavor?" Ya Qiuchi looked at her strangely and put the book in his hand on the bed.

A book of loneliness for a hundred years, a book of flying birds.

Wen Yaoyan couldn't come? He felt a little disappointed, and muttered in depression. He took two books hatefully, suddenly looked up and looked at Yaqiuchi who was brewing noodles there. His smile was strange and brilliant: "Achi, you borrowed it with your ID card! Do you go and exchange me for two books that you can read? If you don't change it, I will tear these two books now."

Ya Qiuchi turned around and looked at her calmly. She raised the seasoning bag in her hand, and threw it into the trash can: "It's up to you, if you don't like to watch it, I'll tear it up."

Ke Huanye felt that she was frustrated again. When did Achi become so scheming? The person in front of her was Achi. How could she feel like she saw Wen Tianmu? The world is fantastic? Or was she just finished the surgery and her head was no longer clear, so how could she feel like she was being slandered?

When he just went down, Yaqiuchi called Wen Tianmu and asked him if he could send Shi Dingxuan's things to ask for some lightness. Wen Tianmu told him to buy instant noodles for her, and finally said, don't add seasonings to her.

Ke Huanye didn't know that the guy was far away and could control others to put pressure on him and retaliate. If he knew that all this was done by Wen Tianmu, she would jump up in the middle of the night to settle the score with him.

Finally, Ke Huanye wilted, ate a bucket of instant noodles without seasonings, turned on the bedside lamp, looked at Yaqiuchi, who seemed to be asleep on the sofa, picked up Tagore's as if he was falling asleep, and started to flip.

Opening the bookmark, the sentence imprinted in her eyes completely reckoned with Ke Huanye, making her feel that she seemed to have been fooled by someone. Her dark-bellied and black-hearted guy, Wen Tianmu, looked at the person on the sofa again, shook his head, and denied her thoughts. It was absolutely impossible for it to be A Chi, and it was impossible for it to be A Chi.

On the pages of the ink-scented book are a line of clear marked words: When you have no appetite, don't complain about food.
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