Is it hard to like me

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"Your attending physician before."

"Also, I will be transferred to be Dr. Qi's assistant starting tomorrow."

Jin Shuang's eyebrows were stained with displeasure: "Qi Fu?"

Yu Zijing hummed.

When the two arrived at the door, Yu Zijing opened the door and went in. The living room was still dimly lit. After she entered the door and turned on the light, she said to Jin Shuang, "I'll make dinner."

Obviously this is not the house she rented, but it made her feel relieved and comfortable.

Jin Shuang held her wrist, seeing her facial expression changed from tense to relaxed, she smiled slightly: "Sit still, I'll cook."

Yu Zijing was stunned for a moment: "But it's inconvenient for you..."

Jin Shuang just pulled her wrist, pushed her to sit on the sofa, and said with a smile, "No matter how inconvenient it is, I can still eat it in my mouth."

Yu Zijing had no choice but to sit peacefully on the sofa, watching Jin Shuang push her wheelchair into the kitchen. After a while, the kitchen sliding door closed, and a layer of glass separated the two of them. The atmosphere in the room was quiet, and a kind of warmth slowly enveloped Yu Zijing felt in her heart.

She quickly moistened her eyes, took a piece of tissue from the coffee table, and turned her eyes away after wiping it. She turned on the TV, and it was already news time. Yu Zijing listened to the host's broadcast in standard Mandarin, but her mind was on the guy in the kitchen body.

Jin Shuang didn't make any big meals, but ordered two bowls of noodles with two green vegetables floating on top, and Yu Zijing also specially put two poached eggs in her bowl.

The edge of the poached egg is still a little black, it looks a bit mushy, the color is not very good, it is dark, the egg huáng is a little old, and it is congealed together, Jin Shuang asked Yu Zijing to help bring it to the tea table, and looked at the steaming Looking at the noodle bowl, Yu Zijing's hands trembled slightly.

Jin Shuang handed her the chopsticks, her face was as usual but shy, she said: "Eat it, it may not taste good, I..."

Yu Zijing picked up a poached egg with chopsticks, took a bite, and interrupted Jin Shuang: "It's delicious."

Jin Shuang could hear the hoarseness in her voice, she looked down, Yu Zijing lowered her face, took a bite of the poached egg, and chewed slowly, the TV was still broadcasting Guotai Ming'an, the living room was warm and quiet, only occasionally the chopsticks touched The sound of china bowls.

Yu Zijing ate a few mouthfuls and stopped her wrist. Jin Shuang saw tears dripping into the bowl, but she didn't make a sound.

Just like this person in front of me.

Being bullied like that, he was also speechless, so he could only bear it silently.

She took two pieces of tissue paper from the tea table and handed them to Yu Zijing, saying, "Is it too spicy, I put some pepper."

Yu Zijing took it and wiped her eyelids, raised her head, her eyes were slightly red, and said with a smile, "It's a little bit."

Jin Shuang stopped her: "I'll change a bowl for you."

Yu Zijing grabbed her wrist, took the bowls and chopsticks from her hand, there was still some crystal color on her eyelashes, she said: "It's okay, I like it."

Jin Shuang's heart beat faster, so she had to put down the bowl and chopsticks, fearing that Yu Zijing would feel embarrassed, she pushed the wheelchair to the door of the bathroom and said, "Then you eat first, I'll take a shower."

Yu Zijing didn't answer, acquiescing to her words.

Jin Shuang opened the door of the bathroom and went in. The wheelchair leaned against the door frame, and a suppressed cry came from behind him not long after.

When did that person ever have such a gaffe?

Thinking of her usual indifference, and how completely different she is now, Jin Shuang clasped her hands angrily, pressed her lips tightly together to suppress the anger in her chest, and slowly calmed down.

The sound of running water soon came from the bathroom. Yu Zijing vented and packed the remaining noodles together with Jin Shuang's empty bowl and put them in the kitchen. As soon as she came out of the kitchen, she saw Jin Shuang coming out wrapped in a white bathrobe, with a worry on her head. with a towel.

Jin Shuang wiped her wet hair with a dry towel, and said to Yu Zijing, "Go and wash, go to bed early tonight."

Yu Zijing nodded, her head was a little dazed, and she took off her clothes in the bathroom and realized that she didn't have a change of clothes. She called to the door: "Jin Shuang, get me a piece of clean clothes, it's on the balcony next door."

Jin Shuang agreed, went to the balcony next door, and saw Yu Zijing's hanging clothes, she took her underwear and turned to the next clothes room, and took out a nightdress from the innermost box.

The bathroom door opened, revealing a white and lotus-like arm that swiped in the air, Jin Shuang handed her the clothes, Yu Zijing withdrew her hand, and closed the door.

After a while, a voice came from inside: "Jin Shuang?"

Jin Shuang was at the door the whole time, never moved her wheelchair, and when she heard Yu Zijing calling her back: "Huh?"

Yu Zijing frowned, and said in a hesitant tone, "Isn't this pajamas mine?"

Jin Shuang glanced at the balcony, and said in a calm tone, "I accidentally wet your pajamas just now, and I brought you mine."

Yu Zijing was wearing suspender-style pajamas, not too short, reaching down to her calf, but it was too thin and very see-through. She was wearing white underwear underneath, which was clearly lined. Like this, she was not very happy to go out of the bathroom door.

Jin Shuang knocked on the door: "What's wrong?"

Yu Zijing's usually steady face was a little reddish, she opened the door, stood in front of Jin Shuang, said without taking a step, "Look, isn't it all right?"

Jin Shuang's beautiful eyes were dazed for a moment when she turned her head. The person in front of her had just come out of the steaming water, her skin was pink and tender, and her red suspender nightdress was a little too big. With the wind.

The nightdress was very thin, and she could clearly see the outline of the underwear, as well as her good figure. Jin Shuang pinched her fingers on the wheelchair, her gaze was like a mirror.

She thought, so beautiful, as beautiful as in her dream.

This moment is also a dream come true.

Wearing such a dress, Yu Zijing seemed to be seen through.

Her pajamas and nightdresses are very conservative, at most they are sleeveless, but now this one can be worn out even when she bends down. She is really not used to wearing it. Jin Shuang recovered from the daze, but her eyes were still burning. Said: "It's very beautiful."

Yu Zijing tugged at the two pieces of cloth on her body, the straps of the sling overlapped with the straps of the underwear, one red and one white, very eye-catching.

Seeing that she was still standing at the bathroom door, Jin Shuang said, "Come out."

Yu Zijing was a little embarrassed, and looked up at Jin Shuang. She had just cried, and her eye circles were still reddish. She was no longer as elegant as usual, and people couldn't help but want to feel sorry for her. Seeing that she was embarrassed, Jin Shuang took out a bag from behind her. A white shirt, and handed it to Yu Zijing: "Just put it on."

She was obviously ready for a long time, and she knew that Yu Zijing would not come out in this pajamas.

Yu Zijing took it, and put it on quickly, her long hair was draped behind her head, swaying in an arc, the wet hair wet the white shirt she just wore in an instant, the clothes were Jin Shuang's, thin, Yu Zijing didn't button them up, Just putting it on her body, Jin Shuang pulled her to sit on the sofa and chuigān her long hair.

Half an hour later, Yu Zijing touched her dry long hair and asked, "Is this pajamas really yours?"

Jin Shuang nodded calmly.

Yu Zijing held the hanging tag that she had just torn off in her hand: "Then why haven't you worn it?"

Jin Shuang opened her mouth, her calm cheeks were slightly reddish, she thought for a long time before returning to her: "I bought it back, but I didn't have time to wear it."

Yu Zijing didn't doubt it, but just closed the collar of her shirt. Jin Shuang watched her move, her throat was a little thirsty, she picked up the cup on the coffee table, sipped her saliva and said, "Go to sleep."

And then continue to be lured like this.

She was really afraid that she would lose control and wanted to throw Yu Zijing down.

The lights in the living room were turned off, and the lights in the bedroom on the second floor were turned on. A figure was walking around. Jin Shuang was lying on the bed with her head down reading a book. Asked: "Do you want to add clothes?"

Yu Zijing tightened her white shirt, her long hair fluttered, and said in a low voice, "No need, I'll just blow the wind."

Knowing that she was depressed, Jin Shuang lifted the quilt and got off the bed. Without a wheelchair, she walked to Yu Zijing's side on one leg. The dim light in the room was not as bright as the street lights outside. She could see that there was a lot of traffic and the neon lights were flashing Bright, reflected on Yu Zijing's slightly heroic face, adding a bit of softness.