Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

On Sunday, Jian Qing rested.

After working hard for more than half a week, she finally handed over the plan to the prosperous Manager Zhu yesterday.

As soon as her tired nerves were relaxed, she fell into a sleepy sleep. If it wasn't for the sunlight from the gap in the curtains that hit her eyes, she wouldn't even know it was already seven o'clock.

No, she has to get up and go to the hospital to see her mother.

Struggling, she got up in a daze, eyes only slightly opened, and walked to the bathroom.

She only brushed her teeth, wiped her face casually, and walked out in simple pajamas.

"Ah, you haven't gone out yet?" Jian Qing looked at the man who was still having breakfast in surprise.

Li Yaochuan raised his cold eyelids and looked at her, not wanting to talk to her at all.

Jian Qing touched her nose resentfully, she always felt that Li Yaochuan's eyes just now seemed to be looking at the mentally handicapped.

Does she have to search later, how can she chat happily with a boss with a high IQ?
As soon as this idea popped up, Jian Qing immediately denied it.

She felt that even if she found a thousand pleasant ways to chat, Li Yaochuan would have a thousand and one ways to chat to death.

Commonly known as facial paralysis communication.

After thinking about it, she laughed out loud, and when Jian Qing raised her eyes, she saw someone at the dining table looking at her with slightly weird eyes.

Jian Qing smiled sarcastically, stopped thinking about it, and walked over.

The breakfast was already on the table, and it looked rich and delicious, but there was no milk.

Aunt Li used to prepare a cup for her every day.

She frowned slightly, and subconsciously asked, "Why is there no milk?"

Hearing the milk, a trace of disgust flashed in Li Yaochuan's eyes, and he said coldly, "In the kitchen, you can find it yourself."

Only then did Jian Qing seem to remember his usual habit of not drinking milk, she said oh, and walked directly to the kitchen without saying anything.

In the past, her parents were afraid that she would be malnourished, so they forced her to drink a cup of fresh milk every morning. As a result, she developed the habit of feeling uncomfortable if she didn't drink milk in the morning.

"Li Yaochuan, do you know where Aunt Li put the milk?"

Jian Qing was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the kitchen, making bang noises from time to time.

Li Yaochuan took a sip of water, endured and endured with a cold face, and finally entered the kitchen.

He was tall, so when he stretched out his hand, he opened the top cabinet.

He took out a carton of milk and handed it to her.

"Yeah, you found it so quickly?"

He doesn't look like a person who usually takes care of the refrigerator, and he doesn't drink milk, how would he know where he is?

Of course, she didn't ask.

Jian Qing grabbed the body of the milk box in surprise, who knew that the lid on the milk box was not closed tightly at all, and the squeezed air rushed out, and the lid flew out and hit Li Yaochuan's forehead.

The sprayed milk rose in a columnar form, and then sprayed on Li Yaochuan's shirt and her own face like a goddess.

She subconsciously licked it around.

Then, she felt the murderous gaze above her head.

"I... I didn't mean it, I'll clean it up for you."

Jian Qing was so cowardly that she didn't dare to meet his cannibalistic eyes, grabbed her sleeves, and wiped him violently.

The white milk soaked the clothes on his chest, sticky and wet.

With Jian Qing's rubbing, the spring light on Li Yaochuan's chest immediately emerged.

When her hand touched the two protrusions on his chest, someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, and a sullen and low voice came from above her head.

"you do this delibrately?"

Taking advantage of Aunt Li's absence, just to tempt him to commit a crime?

Jian Qing looked up at his dark face, belatedly, remembering the touch just now, her cheeks immediately burned up, dripping blood.

"No...I...I really haven't."

At this time, Jian Qing didn't know that her face, the corners of her lips were stained with white milk, coupled with her moist and weak eyes, and her shy face, it was the ones who attracted people to commit crimes.

Li Yaochuan rolled his throat, his voice was obviously hoarse.

"Give me some peace in the future!"

After speaking, he turned around and strode out of the kitchen, towards the bedroom.

Jian Qing sighed helplessly.

God witnesses, she didn't take the milk, how did she know that the lid wasn't closed tightly at all.

It's over, Li Yaochuan seems really angry?

Does she have to make amends quickly?
After thinking about it, Jian Qing quickly followed into the bedroom. At this time, the sound of rushing water was already coming from the bathroom, and outside the bathroom door were his discarded shirt and pants.

Jian Qing walked over to help him pick it up and put it in the basket.

Then he walked to the wardrobe door and helped him pick out a set of clothes.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Li Yaochuan opened the door and walked out with a bath towel wrapped around his waist.

In view of the previous lesson, when Li Yaochuan saw her, he didn't go over, but stood where he was, staring at her with squinted eyes.

"go out!"

As if she didn't hear it, Jian Qing hurriedly picked up the clothes she had prepared for him, and wanted to walk over and hand them to him.

"Don't come here! Just put your clothes on." Li Yaochuan stared at her warily.

Jian Qing paused, she really didn't dare to move forward, she put down her clothes, and looked at him with a smile on her lips: "Then don't be angry, I really didn't mean it."

If you believe your words, there will be ghosts!

Li Yaochuan stared at her coldly, and urged, "Get out! I want to change clothes."

"Okay." Jian Qing walked out obediently, and he only took a step when the sound of closing the door sounded.

After changing his clothes, Li Yaochuan seemed to be less angry, but he still walked out with a cold face.

"Have you changed?" Just as Jian Qing wanted to say hello, Li Yaochuan passed her, pushed open the door and walked out.

Still so indifferent?

Jian Qing took a sip of the milk, lowered her head sullenly, and simply cleared the dining table, she also got up and went to the hospital.

"Doctor, how is my mother's condition?"

The female doctor in a white coat glanced at Jian Qing, and after remembering who her mother was, she said respectfully: "The patient's condition has improved recently, but her mental state is still not very good, you should spend as much time as possible to talk to her. "

Jian Qing was relieved, and asked again: "Then can my mother be discharged from the hospital now?"

The doctor seemed to frowned: "It's possible, but there must be someone to take care of her, or if something unexpected happens, it will be too late."

"Okay, I see, thank you doctor."

Jian Qing looked a little heavy, but when she walked to the mother's ward, she still raised her smiling face and walked in again.

"Mom, I'm here to see you."

Mother Jian's spirit was still sluggish, her face was gloomy and lost its original luster, but when she saw the person coming, there was a smile on her drooping mouth: "Qingqing."

"Mom, don't get up, lie down quickly."

Jian Qing hurried over and helped her put the pillow on her back: "Mom, the doctor said that you have recovered well recently, and I will pick you up in a few days, okay?"

It will take at least three or four days for her to find a house and a nurse.

"Okay, Mom is waiting for you."