"Dong dong"

Someone knocked on the door.

My face was red and I didn't know whether I should run away or not.

I and he, Yin Yijie, were injured and hospitalized. There should be many people coming to see him.

What would happen if you saw me there? [

What about this posture?

I moved uneasily a few times, but Yin Yijie held me down and warned me with his eyes: Don't move!

Wuwu, my guardian, why are you always so domineering?

He also has a lot of injuries on his body. Why does he always treat me as a child?

There was another knock on the door, and we were already ready, just hugging each other and receiving guests, which is called "receiving guests" in short.

I'm so upset, my face is as red as an apple.

Yin Yijie was very happy about this, lowered his head and took a bite.

The door opened by itself, Yu Hubing, holding a large flower basket in his hand, placed it on the table by the door.

Then he walked over naturally, sat down on the chair next to Yin Yijie's bed that was probably prepared for the caregiver, and looked at us with interest.

I'm so embarrassed! I think of the doctor's words just now, the comfortable reminder, and the way I look now, oh!

After all, my level is too low. I just don’t want to leave my guardian. Who knew he would be like this?

It was okay at first, but when Yu Hubing looked at him with an expression of admiring the latest discovery of a new species in the animal world, it was embarrassing!

Yin Yijie is as generous as Yu Hubing. He kissed my forehead and showed it to him.

Yu Hubing studied for a long time, shook his head, kept shaking his head, and sighed: "Young Master Yin, I am really convinced by you. Join F1, I know there are several teams that need people. Tsk, tsk, drive the bun out of Enzo's speed

, such a genius, it would be a shame not to participate. It would also be a great loss to the racing world. How about it?"

I looked at Yu Hu Bing curiously. My guardian had so many cars, why did he drive a bread car?

I was feeling dizzy just now, and I wasn't sure what car he got off from.

As for f1 and enzo, I don’t understand them at all.

I chose to ask naively: "Where is your own car?"

Ah! I am definitely the biggest fool in the world to ask such a retarded question.[

At least I remember that the front of the car that hit the car I was sitting in was half broken.
Chapter completed!