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Chapter 300 Long time no see
Ok……

The palm of the hand hit the flesh, and the victim let out a muffled grunt.

But they couldn't be separated by a slap here, and Jin Yu subconsciously turned around to block the slap without knowing it.

But also under this palm, it made the person in his arms even hotter, and the attack became more rapid, as if it wanted to take away all the air in his lungs.

Suddenly, Jin Yu's body was pulled violently, and he was brought under the quilt.

The woman was furious when she saw it, she just felt that she was humiliating herself by standing here, she ran out with tears running down her cheeks.

Under the quilt, Jin Yu was taken away by this strange woman. Just when he couldn't control himself, the passionate person stopped, pushed him away, and spit out a mouthful of blood lying on the edge of the bed.

When Jin Yu saw this scene, he immediately thought about all the infectious diseases that he could think of in the world.

Thinking of what kind of anti-social person he might be, his face turned pale for a moment.

"you……"

Yang Mo staggered and raised his hand to pick up the glass on the table. It was supposed to be water for her medicine, but he drank it all at once with the blood in her mouth.

Seeing that her throat was still very dry, she poured another glass, and finally picked up the glass jug and drank it. After drinking a full jug of water, she felt better.

Then, because she drank too much water, her stomach acid, which was already in poor health, surged up and she vomited it out again.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jin Yu put a trash can down, went down to pour another glass of warm water.

Yang Mo vomited in the dark, and vomited up the little food left in her stomach, which was bile, before she gave up, picked up the water that she didn't know when and where, and rinsed her mouth.

After a while, he turned to look at the man in front of him.

Kim Woo.

The ex-husband of the original owner of that world, and later his own nephew.

She mistook him for Jin Gu...

No way, they do look alike.

(Jin Yu) staring blankly at the woman in front of him in the space, those eyes that would appear in his dreams every night, are full of lifeless air that has no nostalgia for the world.

is her……

is her……

"Use! I'm going to use it now!" He tapped the screen hastily, eager to control his body.

Yang Mo shook his head and supported his body with his hands. Before he could sit up, he was restrained by a force again.

"Okay... long time no see..."

Yang Mo was stunned, a little uncertain, he was talking about that long time no see.

"We... know each other?" Her voice became hoarse due to fever.

Jin Yu clenched his hands tightly, suppressing the churning thoughts in his heart, and said, "Sure enough, I don't remember. We were in the same class when we were studying."

"Then... I haven't seen you for so many years, you really forgot about me..."

Yingsu didn't know if there was such a thing. She nodded tiredly: "Where is this? I think I should go."

"This is a coffee shop I opened. I saw you in my gazebo at night..." Jin Yu briefly told the story, reached out to bring her the antipyretic medicine, and said very worriedly: "You in front of me You're vomiting blood, I'll take you to the hospital for an examination, do you still have the strength? There are also injuries on your body, it will be a bit far to go to the hospital. "

"It's not a problem." Yang Mo was really a little confused, so he took the medicine with his hand, and leaned softly on one side: "The stomach cancer is only in the advanced stage, and I can't die yet."

"Advanced gastric cancer? How did you do it..." Jin Yuxin raised it in an instant, got up and looked for his mobile phone: "I know a very famous doctor, he must have a solution."

"No need, I already have a solution." She didn't think about whether the original owner and the others knew each other, as long as the 12 candidates were connected to trigger another stage, it was the key.

It may be because of Jin Jiu, but he still has a good impression of Jin Yu.

"You already have a solution?" Jin Yu usually lives here, doesn't read the news on the Internet, and lives in isolation from the world, so he immediately believed it.

"I'm very rich, and the technology is so advanced now." Yang Mo leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes fell on the direction of the open room door: "You live by yourself?"

"No, there is another employee in the store. The store's business is not good, and she is not usually there." Jin Yu explained, paused, and said: "Today."

"Friend? Or girlfriend?" Yang Mo leaned towards him, his voice was a little soft, like gossip.

"It's just an employee." Jin Yu said righteously, stretching out three fingers to sit and swear: "My place is far away from the city center. She encountered something and lost her memory, so she stayed here to help."

"Nothing?" Yang Mo moved closer, subconsciously moved his hand, and then paused to remember that he didn't have a folding fan in his hand.

"What do you want?" Jin Yu nodded her head, pinched her face gently, then put her in his arms, rested his chin on her head, and exhaled: "I met you again Yes, that's great."

"How good?" Yang Mo moved, thinking about the past, she was dormant again, and now she has a fever again, her head is dizzy, and her reaction is a little slow: "You should blame..."

Being an executor is a very boring profession that can easily lose one's mind. Historically, many executors have lost their souls and even lost the chance to reincarnate.

"Don't complain...what's there to complain about? Didn't we meet again?" Jin Yu's tone was very gentle, and he gently stroked her hair.

"I was confused for a while, but now I feel a lot better."

"I read in a book that the bright moonlight always lingers in my heart. I think white snow and cold plum blossoms are more suitable for you."

"Cinnabar mole?" Yang Mo blurted out, looking up at him: "What did you say? Is it me?"

She just thinks this title is very interesting, she should be a devil, a devil, she has always wanted to drag everyone to hell, the god of death.

Jin Yu raised his brows and covered her with the quilt: "I'll go down and get you something to eat. What are you going to eat?"

"Dumplings, will you?" Yang Mo pointed to the door, she remembered that someone would trick him into making them: "You carry me down, I'm very hungry."

Jin Yu didn't say anything, took a blanket and covered her, carried her to the lobby on the first floor, put her on a soft booth, turned around and went to the bar, and gave her a carton of milk in the refrigerator After it was hot, he poured out the glass and gave it to Yang Mo.

"It's not that you have a bad stomach, you should pad your stomach first."

Yang Mo felt disgusted looking at the milk, she wanted to drink, but this body didn't allow it.

"You'd better give me a steak, I don't drink milk."

"Aren't you hungry?" Jin Yu put the milk in front of her, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

When I got to the kitchen, I rubbed my hands together: "Steak...dumplings...that's what she thinks in her head."

Turned over in the kitchen, put the flour into the mixer, and went to the refrigerator to get the marinated steak and started to make it.

This coffee shop didn't have many customers in the first place, and it was usually managed by the original owner. With his experience in a small world, it's not a problem for him to work in the kitchen.

Yang Mo sat on the booth, leaning his head and looking at the glass of milk, without any appetite.

At this time, a woman came down from upstairs, and Yang Mo felt hostility before she got downstairs.

She acted as if nothing had happened, quietly sitting on the deck until the woman walked up to her.

(End of this chapter)