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Su Qingyue stayed up late last night to deal with some work, thinking that Su Yunyun, who was staying overnight, could give her oranges in the morning, so she turned off the alarm clock and wanted to sleep more.

As a result, the alarm clock didn't ring, but the serial calls kept ringing.

"Sister, who is it? It's early in the morning!" Su Yunyun, who shared the bed with Su Qingyue, was so quarreled that she turned over and threw herself under the pillow.

Su Qingyue woke up in a daze, and found the phone to connect.

Jiang Yangfan's mournful voice pierced the tranquility of the morning through the microphone.

"Qingyue, I'm so miserable. No one cooked for me last night. I can't take medicine on an empty stomach. I've been hungry, so I can't take medicine. I'm in so much pain now. Am I going to die? I'm dead It's not scary, but I'm worried that after I die, no one will love you like me again..."

Su Qingyue's sleepiness was instantly wiped out by the noise.

She was one head and two big, threw her phone aside and got up, went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and came back, Jiang Yangfan was still on the phone talking non-stop.

How can a dying person say so much?

It's a pity that Jiang Yangfan didn't talk about stand-up comedy.

Su Qingyue tapped the red hang up button speechlessly, and went back to the bathroom to continue washing.

When Jiang Yangfan's miserable sale reached the critical point, a busy tone suddenly came from the receiver, and he was stunned for a second before realizing that he had been hung up.

It doesn't matter, his biggest advantage is that he is shameless, and the bigger advantage is that he insists on being shameless.

Su Yunyun, who was sleeping with her head covered, was woken up again.

So entrusted by Su Qingyue, when she went downstairs to deliver Jiang Yangfan's meals, she went there with a feeling of getting up.

When Jiang Yangfan heard the doorbell, he thought Su Qingyue had come, and happily opened the door with the remote control, and lay down on the sofa, ready to accept his lover's embrace.

Turns out a bomb came in.

The bomb's face was dark, as if he wanted to crush the floor of his house with every step, and his eyes were still breathing fire. Jiang Yangfan felt that the bomb could detonate himself at any time.

He smelled the dangerous breath, and shrank back involuntarily.

But when he moved his body, he pulled his ribs again, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Su Yunyun looked at Jiang Yangfan's distorted face, and finally felt better.

As soon as the thermos was placed on the low plane in front of the sofa, she stood in front of Jiang Yangfan and looked at him from top to bottom.

"It's you who harassed my sister early in the morning and asked her to cook for you? Jiang Yangfan, when I was in the hospital, I thought you were quite human, but in the end you are just like your aunt, no human affairs at all. Woolen cloth?"

"Hey, keep your mouth clean. Who are you saying is not human?" Su Yunyun is not Su Qingyue, and Jiang Yangfan doesn't need to hide his bad deeds.

The other party is not polite to him, and he will not be too polite.

The battle between the two was on the verge of breaking out.

Su Yunyun: "Whoever rushes to promise is not a human being. Why, do you think I have wronged you? Your majestic young master of the Jiang family, do you have a nanny? Can you afford a part-time worker? But you don't need a nanny for the first time You don’t need to work part-time, but you have to constantly harass a single mother who works overtime until three in the morning and has children to take care of? Do you think you are a fairy girl and don’t need a conscience?”

Jiang Yangfan didn't expect Su Qingyue to be so tired, he just wanted to take the opportunity to spend more time with her, so that the relationship could be deeper.

He really didn't expect that he would invisibly put a burden on Su Qingyue.

But I feel guilty in my heart, facing the mighty Su Yunyun, Young Master Jiang will not easily lower his noble head.

"What's the matter with you? Qingyue and I are loving each other, what are you doing here? Can you control me?"

"I feel sorry for my sister, I can't care?" Su Yunyun pointed at herself, and suddenly smiled, "Okay, since I can't care, then I don't need to give you this meal? Anyway, I just don't Have a meal."

Su Yunyun clapped her hands and sat down on the carpet under the low plane.

Open the heat preservation bucket, and the green vegetable porridge that has been boiled overnight in the rice cooker melts in the mouth. After it is out of the pot, add a few drops of sesame oil, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Xiaolongbao is white and fat, with wrinkled faces squeezed into the lunch box, cute and delicious.

On another layer, Su Qingyue personally pickled side dishes, green cucumbers and red carrots, as soon as the lid was opened, a sweet and sour smell came out, making people imagine its crispness just by smelling it.

Jiang Yangfan was hungry all night, and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"Qingyue made this for me? Take it here, I'm starving to death."

Su Yunyun slowly took out the chopsticks from the chopstick box, and picked up a small steamed bun.

"It's my sister who made it, but now it's in my hands, who will eat it... It's up to me to decide."

After finishing speaking, ah, the whole bun went into Su Yunyun's mouth.

Jiang Yangfan choked on a mouthful of old blood in his throat and died.

Jiang Yangfan watched Su Yunyun eat and drink in front of him, and even burped very loudly.

But he can only be like a wounded old lion on the African savannah, letting the little grasshopper jump up and down in front of him, but he is powerless, not even able to snatch food.

Young Master Jiang was so mad.

He tremblingly touched the phone next to him.

Seen by Su Yunyun, she took out a tissue and wiped the oil around her mouth, "You want to call my sister to complain? Save yourself some effort. Because you made my aunt and grandma sleep, I will dial your phone number before going out." Into my sister's blacklist. Now you can't find her with a mobile phone except for visiting the door in person."

Jiang Yangfan: "..." If he can come to the door, can he even be robbed of his breakfast?
This time he didn't even vomit blood.

Su Yunyun glanced at the mess on the coffee table, patted her buttocks and got up.

"Master Jiang knows that my sister is looking for someone who can take care of her, not someone she has to take care of in turn, right? So I put these things here, do you want to clean them up...Master Jiang, it's up to you Oh, by myself."

After finishing speaking, she leisurely bit a toothpick and left.

Jiang Yangfan was lying on the sofa, only breathing out but not in.

When the doorbell rang, he thought it was Su Yunyun who had gone and returned, so he pretended to be dead and ignored.

Soon there was a knock on the door, and a hoarse cry: "Master? Are you inside, Master?"

Jiang Lai?

Jiang Yangfan pressed the remote control door again.

Jiang Lai rushed in like a rabbit, his eyes were red like a rabbit.

"Master, you only let me have a few days off, why did you get hurt like this after I came back?"

Gee.

Jiang Yangfan threw the remote control in his hand, "Why are you crying! Your young master, I just have a broken rib, not dying!"

"Ah?" The woman who went out from here just now said that their young master is paralyzed?
Jiang Lai realized that he had been cheated, and was very embarrassed, so he rolled up his sleeves and cleaned up the coffee table diligently.

Jiang Yangfan reached out to stop him, "Put the things down, come and help me."

No one helped him, and he still didn't dare to move around.