My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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After the deer took a mirror, he widened his eyes and said: "You have been busy for more than half an hour, why can't my hair see the change?"

Her hair seemed to be only a little shorter, and now it is still the kind of long shawl. She thought she would see her short hair, but it turned out not at all!

Where can he get a haircut?

Jing Yiran's tired wrists were sore, but his "customer" actually didn't buy it. His mouth twitched and said, "What kind of eyes do you have, your hair is much shorter! Why hasn't it changed?"

"No, it's too long. Cut it again."

"You can't cut it anymore. It's just so long, it looks like you are feminine."

Where does the deer care about femininity, too long hair will hinder the critical time.

"My hair, I have the final say, the hair is too long to fight and kill people, it is easy to reduce my fighting power!"

Jing Yiran also heard for the first time that too long hair will affect the fight and kill!

He hugged her waist displeasurely and frowned: "You don't need to fight, let alone kill, and your hair grows without any hindrance."

It was only afterward that Xiaolu realized that she really didn't need to do endless murder tasks in the future. Her life has changed a lot from before.

However, she is used to maintaining a good state in order to cope with various emergencies.

For example, in the situation yesterday, she must have suffered a great loss if she was in a bad state.

You know, she is not only excellent in strength, but also her strength. When her speed is reaching its limit, she can really grab the gun before the enemy shoots it!

However, if the hair is too long, it will definitely affect her speed.

She thought about it and said, "I don't like the hair being too long and inconvenient. It's also troublesome to wash. Please cut it short for me."

Jing Yiran couldn't help her, so she had to pick up the scissors again and cut her hair a long way. Now she is tied up, I'm afraid it's really such a short pony tail, so that she looks more like a ten How old is the girl.

Seeing herself in the mirror, Fawn was finally satisfied.

However, Jing Yiran's craftsmanship seems to be even worse than hers. After all, she has been cutting her own hair for several years, but Jing Yiran is the first time.

Fawn never cares too much about hairstyles or anything. If it is not because her bald head will easily expose her identity and attract the attention of others, it is also possible for her to shave her bald head in order to save trouble.

Jing Yiran originally thought that cutting the deer's hair would make him feel very accomplished, but the result was not.

His craftsmanship is not very good. Fortunately, the deer itself is beautiful and cute, otherwise the hair of other girls will be made like this, and it will look like a village aunt.

The lives of the two of them are almost reversed day and night. During the day, they usually sleep and rest, and only come out at night, so even if it is late, Jing Yiran is still in good spirits.

But Fawn is tired from fighting today and wants to rest.

She habitually hugged Jing Yiran's waist, buried her face in his arms, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm sleepy..."

Her attachment, naturally, revealed that she no longer left as before, ran to the bedroom and fell asleep.

Although her original intention was not to be coquettish, but she was born with a baby sound, and always whispered with a touch of coquettishness. At this time, she talked sleepily, it sounded no different from coquetry.

Jing Yiran's heart moved slightly, then he picked her up and took her to the bedroom to rest.

The height difference between the two of them is close to thirty centimeters, which is the most popular height difference now popular, and Jing Yiran hugged her effortlessly.

Embracing her and going to bed, Jing Yiran was about to leave, and found that her clothes were caught by the deer.

"what happened?"

Xiaolu foggy big eyes looked at him and said softly: "You sleep with me."

Jing Yiran because of her gently soft words, her heart suddenly soft and unreasonable.

He no longer got up, but lay next to her with a kimono, and took her into his arms.

The deer's slightly cool body was wrapped in his fiery body, only to feel comfortable all over. Although she just had a blood change and her body temperature has risen, it is still relatively cold compared to normal people.

She still likes being held in bed by Jing Yiran so that she will feel warmer as she sleeps.

If she sleeps by herself, after waking up, the bed is definitely cold, she doesn't like it.

Jing Yiran also likes to hold the deer. It is summer and the weather is hot. It is a very comfortable thing to sleep with a soft and cool body in his arms.

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In Mu's Hospital, Shangguan Ning and Jing Yichen were placed in the same ward.

Jing Yichen was severely detached, and bleed a lot of blood. After the operation, he slept.

Shangguan Ning could not sleep tossing and turning.

She was afraid that Jing Yichen would have something to do. She kept guarding him almost unsightly and touched his forehead from time to time. He had a fever and it had been several hours. Not only did his body temperature not recede, but he rose a little. child.

Zheng Jing lives in the ward next to them, and he lives with him, as well as Ahu.

Ahu's injury is not light, he has always been in a lethargic state. Mu Qing knew that for Jing Yichen, he was not the same as his classmates, but his brothers, so he personally checked Ahu's body and gave him himself. Suture the wound.

He was very busy this day. After coming out of the operating room, the two wards ran in turn, because except Shangguan Ning, the other three sicknesses were all suffering from fever. Although Jing Yichen was the most injured, he was the most burned. Lighter, because his physical quality is really not comparable to Zheng Jing and Ahu.

After Mu Qing showed it to Zheng Jing and A Hu, he came to the Jing Yichen ward to check his physical condition.

Shangguan Ning handed the thermometer he just finished measuring to Mu Qing, with some worried whispers: "Mr. Mu, Yichen's body temperature has risen, it is already 38.7 degrees, or you will give him another fever-reducing needle. ?"

How to proceed like this, he was hot all over, lying unconscious on the hospital bed, the weak as if to leave her at any time, Shangguan Ning's distressed eyes were red.

Mu Qing glanced at the thermometer and smiled bitterly, "Sister-in-law, the fever-reducing needle can't be used much. This has already given Jing Shao two shots, and I can't do it anymore. Otherwise, his current physical condition can't bear it at all. "

Shangguan Ning grabbed Jing Yichen's hand tightly, and her delicate brows were all frowned: "So what should I do? Can't you help?"

In her mind, Mu Qing is a top-notch doctor, and there are no injuries that he cannot handle.