Xia Mengyu opened the thermal insulation cup, and a hot air came up, and then, the whole room was filled with a strong chicken soup aroma.
"Do you boil?"
"I bought it."
From answering the phone to the present, it was only more than an hour. In such a short time, how could she make such a fragrant chicken soup.
"You drink it while it is hot."
Xia Mengyuan poured the thermal insulation cup into the small bowl of the thermal insulation cup, and then handed it to Yan Siming, sitting beside the bed, and sat down by the bed.
"You accompany me."
"I'm losing weight."
Xia Mengyu felt that her attitude was enough to show everything. With her own love to post the cold ass, no one would be willing. She believed that Yan Siming should not be surprised. She did not mean to him.
In this case, why waste time on her?
Yan Siming was holding a small bowl on his hand, looking at Xia Mengying with evil eyes, and finally fell on her chest. "I like a full woman."
He seemed to laugh and laughed. With a cool tone with those eyes, it was unwilling to look at it, but it was obviously a very insignificant action. When he did it, it made people disgusted.
It derived from her exclusion of Yan Siming.
"What do you like to care about me? Unreasonable lunatic, rogue who is right!"
Xia Mengying wanted to argue with Yan Siming. After thinking about it, I still didn't do that, and did not say such words. Since I couldn't say it, she would use roundabout tactics.
Move him.
Everything is to wait for him to drink the chicken soup, let's talk about it before, she still holds the hope of persuading Si Ming in her heart, but now, the premonition that will run for nothing is getting stronger, although she is still in her heart
Get persuade yourself.
"Do you want it?"
Xia Mengyu looked at Yan Siming's empty bowl, saw him nodded, turned around and poured him a bowl. After Yan Siming drank the chicken soup, he fell to the bed satisfaction.
"Xia Mengying, you should have nothing to do recently?"
He remembers that there are very few courses in this semester, and no ten lessons a week.
"I'm so boring in the hospital, you often come to see me like today."
Xia Mengyu looked at Yan Siming lying on the bed. If he was just a stranger, she might be soft -hearted, but he was not. He was a lunatic as the dead, and hated Ning Ziqian.
Like Qi Zhiming, she has a purpose. His heart is more unbearable than Qi Zhiming.
"I'm busy preparing to graduate thesis, no time."
Xia Meng thought for a while and refused directly.
Yan Siming sat up suddenly, and the flexible movement was not like a person with a gun wounded.
Yan Siming stared at Xia Mengying, and the cold eyes were as sharp as a sword, breaking all the surface, and hitting Xia Mengling's heart.
Xia Mengying was chilling by his cold eyes, and his heart was hairy, but he did not retract, but stared directly at his eyes, his eyes were firm, "Yan Siming, I already have a boyfriend, I and I and I
He is very happy and happy together. No matter what happens, I will not leave from him. "
Xia Mengliang once again reiterated his position.
"So there is no time for graduation thesis, but the reason you don’t want to contact me, right?"
Yan Siming's voice was cold, and the look seemed to be more frozen.
Xia Mengling pursed her lips and did not speak. She was undoubtedly a positive answer to Yan Siming.
She and Yan Siming are people in the two worlds. His world is resistant to resistance.
She is a soft -hearted person. Although she feels dangerous, she hasn't done anything that hurts her so far. Thinking of it in Xicheng that night, he was full of blood but pretended to be strong.
When she couldn't die, she couldn't bear to refuse his request.
"I'll cut you an apple."
Xia Mengyu saw that Si Ming did not respond for a long time. He stood up from the stool, opened the fruit basket, took a red and large apple, picked up the fruit knife on the cabinet on the bedside, walked to the other side, sat down, and sat down.
Began to concentrate on flattening fruit.
Fang Jingyi's health is not good. When she is hospitalized, Xia Mengling will come over to accompany her as soon as she has time, and she often cuts her fruits. Xia Mengling eats fruits.
So the peeling technology is very good.
Xia Mengming was sitting on the chair back facing the window, holding his head, holding an apple with one hand, and holding a fruit knife in the other hand. She was seriously cut the fruit of the fruit. Her expression was serious, and her eyes seemed to have only Apple
It seems.
Yan Siming held his hands back on the bed, watching Xia Mengling, who was sitting three meters away from herself, she lowered her head down, her bangs on her forehead dangled, but she still couldn't cover her forehead.
A large piece of Wuqing is lighter compared to two days ago, but the soft sun reflection, the almost black Wuqing is still very eye -catching, a little shocking.
The sharp eyes could not help but narrow.
He never thought of hurting her, he just couldn't stand her attitude towards him, so cold, rejected a thousand miles away.
He knew in his heart that she didn't like herself, and was even scared. He and Ning Ziqian were in her eyes, completely a sky, an underground, Ning Ziqian is heaven, and he was falling into the dust.
Yan Siming lowered his head, and looked at Xia Mengyu seriously as much as possible to reduce the presence of his own sight. I had to admit that the girl in front of me was really beautiful, especially the soft side face, which made people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people make people.
I feel calm.
The wound was not good yet, so I couldn't wait to return to S City. Even he didn't know why. For more than a week after leaving, everyone lying on the bed closed his eyes, he would think of that night, leaving that in that night, leaned in that night, leaned in that night, leaned in that night, leaned on that night, leaned in that night, leaned on that night, leaned in that night, and explored that night, leaned in that night, leaned in that night, and explored that night, leaned in that night, leaned in that night, and explored that night, leaned in that night, leaned in that night and explored it in that night.
The cold hand on the forehead but soft and abnormal, and the shoulders leaning in his arms when he was weak, the feeling of powerlessness was disgusted, but that night, he felt very warm.
If that night, he did not meet her, but other girls. He didn't know if he could escape that robber.
She is very smart, kind and kind, and her heart is particularly soft. The most important thing is that she is a girl that Ning Ziqian likes.
Yan Siming looked at Xia Mengliang. The apple skin in her hand had been cut. The long one had no broken in the middle.
Xia Mengying looked up, just as the cold eyes of Yan Siming's meditation, "Xia Mengying, how about making friends?"
Without thinking, in this case, it has blurted out.