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After hugging Song Zhishui for a long time, Gu Mengmeng was satisfied.

After she left Song Zhishui's embrace, Song Zhishui asked her worriedly, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt that much anymore."

Gu Mengmeng found that since she came to Blue Star, she had acquired some bad habits: for example, she started to like to make excuses, and she would have her own little thoughts about Song Zhishui.

She felt sorry for cheating Song Zhishui just now, so she said to her: "The dance I learned in the crew, I have almost remembered the movements, I want to dance to you, do you want to see it?"

Song Zhishui nodded: "Well, okay, let me see."

Gu Mengmeng remembered that her dance teacher said that her dancing was not a very emotional thing.

She moved a little further away from Song Zhishui and stood still.

Then, he looked up at Song Zhishui.

She saw that the other party was staring at her intently, and a layer of light similar to the moonlight was quenched in her eyes.

In an instant, huge power surged up in her body, her heart was beating excitedly, and abundant emotion quickly poured into every movement of her.

She starts dancing.

The girl under the shadow of the moon danced, and her movements were both light and full of strength. Song Zhishui looked at her with a smile, seeing the little silk juniper flowers dancing around her, as if he took out his mobile phone to take a picture of such a precious scene of her, but felt, so Unforgettable moments are best remembered only with eyes.

Just dancing, Song Zhishui began to feel that something was wrong.

Gu Mengmeng's dance moves became very hard and difficult. Such movements are very difficult, but they lost the beauty of the beginning.

Song Zhishui frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Song Zhishui saw Gu Mengmeng do somersaults five times in a row, and after a strong jump, her legs split into a straight horizontal line, and she sat upright on the ground.

Song Zhishui: "..." Is this acrobatics or dancing?

When Gu Mengmeng turned somersault backwards, her head almost hit the wall, Song Zhishui was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Fortunately the hospital was bigger than she had imagined, and fortunately the dance ended like this.

She met Gu Mengmeng's expectant gaze, and applauded without hesitation, "It's a beautiful dance."

But I was thinking in my heart, tomorrow I will ask Zhu Zhu what is going on with this dance.

Gu Mengmeng was very happy to hear that.

"Then I'm going back," she said.

"... Mengmeng."

Song Zhishui hesitated for a while, but still said: "You...don't go back. I can't let go of you going home alone, playing or something."

"Then what should we do?" Gu Mengmeng didn't understand what she meant.

"You sleep with me."

After saying this, she felt a little ashamed for no reason, but she continued: "My bed is very big...it can accommodate you."

"Spare clothes, toiletries, etc., Tang Yun has prepared them for me in advance."

Song Zhishui couldn't help admiring his secretary, like a prophet who thought of everything for her.

"Okay."

When Gu Mengmeng turned into a cat at home, didn't she just sleep with Song Zhishui.

Therefore, she didn't have any psychological pressure at all, and agreed with carelessness.

Song Zhishui: "..."

She suddenly missed her little cat.

When the two sneaked back to the ward, Song Zhishui asked her: "I'm not at home recently, how is the kitten at home, does it show... an expression that misses me so much?"

After she finished speaking, she regretted it. After all, even she didn't know whether the kitten's face would become more fluffy or the beard would stand out more when Qiuqiu missed someone.

"She misses you very much."

Gu Mengmeng immediately answered her question, "But I told her that you are sick, for your health's sake, she decided to stay at home obediently and wait for you to come back safely."

Song Zhishui was amused by what she said, and handed her the clothes, "Go take a bath."

"Ah."

She watched Gu Mengmeng hugging her clothes and entering the bathroom.

The sound of splashing water soon resounded.

Song Zhishui returned to the bed, called Zhu Zhu, and asked her about her dance moves.

Zhu Zhu was also taken aback when she heard it, "No way, the movements should be like this... I thought of one thing, when I was going back this afternoon, I seemed to see that Ouyang Xue had a new dance teacher... Could it be Are you re-teaching her another set of movements?"

"If Ouyang Xue is really playing such a small trick."

Song Zhishui's tone became cold, "I know what she wants to do. When the dance scene is filmed, the director will find that Mengmeng's movements are wrong and get angry at her. Because time is tight, she has no time to relearn new dances, so she has to be perfunctory." Finish the scene.

When Ouyang Xue takes pictures of this later, she will definitely dance very well.As soon as the TV series aired, the entertainment news and drafts of Lata definitely occupied most of the gossip section. "

Zhu Zhu was also angry, "Ouyang Xue is too bad, how could he design such a pit for Mengmeng to jump in!"

"Fortunately, Mengmeng came to me and danced this dance to me, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed this problem."

"and many more."

Zhu Zhu grasped the key point: "Mr. Song, you said that Mengmeng came to see you and even danced to you...she won't be by your side now, she won't want to be with you..."

Song Zhishui hung up the phone with a guilty conscience.

She was just worried that something would happen to Gu Mengmeng when she came home at night, it was just the concern of the boss for the subordinates, the love of the elders for the younger generation...

Distraught, Song Zhishui carried the computer to the bed and dealt with various emails reporting to her.

When Gu Mengmeng came out of the bathroom, Song Zhishui saw that she was wearing her own clothes, her little face was pink from the steam.

Her frame is much smaller than her own, so the clothes fit very loosely, like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

"When I was taking a shower, I also brushed my teeth and washed my face."

Gu Mengmeng came over, her wet hair was sticking to the back of her head, Song Zhishui hurriedly turned off the computer with a "snap", "I'll get you a hair dryer."

"You have to be nice to the computer."

Gu Mengmeng saw that her behavior was a bit rough, and said: "The computer is busy with you every day, if you don't tell it that you have worked hard, you should at least close the computer gently."

Song Zhishui: "..." What kind of logic is this?

She found the hair dryer and handed it to her: "Should I also say thank you to the hair dryer? After all, it can't stand the heat on such a hot day, so it needs to heat itself to dry our hair?"

"Of course."

Gu Mengmeng took the hair dryer and really thanked it before starting to dry her hair.

There are no hair dryers on her planet.

Song Zhishui: "..." Should I say that she is full of childlike innocence or stupid.

She picked up "The Little Prince" and lay on the bed reading a book. After Gu Mengmeng finished drying her hair and lifted the quilt to come up, she obviously felt a little out of breath.

What Gu Mengmeng is using now is her body wash, but she can still smell her own, special fragrance from this familiar smell.

"It hurts."

After taking a bath, Gu Mengmeng relaxed her muscles, and when she really started to lie down, she felt pain everywhere.

Song Zhishui frowned, "Do you want me to massage you?"

"No." Gu Mengmeng said immediately.

She hurts everywhere, which means that Song Zhishui has to press everywhere, and she will work too hard.

Gu Mengmeng wanted to spoil Song Zhishui, how could she be tired?

What Song Zhishui thought was, because Mengmeng's whole body was sore, if she pressed it all over, wouldn't she touch the girl all over her body?

Fortunately, Gu Mengmeng immediately refused, otherwise she would really be asked to do this...

My God, maternal love has deteriorated.

Song Zhishui put down the book, blushing and wanted to lie down, "Then let's go to sleep."

"No."

Gu Mengmeng refused: "You want to continue reading "The Little Prince" to me, I want to know what happened to the little prince later."

... I don't know if the girl came to see her because of her or because of this story?

The jealousy that stirred up waves in Song Zhishui's heart was quickly suppressed by her as if nothing had happened.

She started to read to Gu Mengmeng.

In the ward, the headlights had been turned off, and Song Zhishui deliberately dimmed the small lamp that Tang Yun bought by the bedside.

She sat up a little bit, holding the book and reading softly.

Gu Mengmeng lay quietly on the bed, watching her profile illuminated softly and gently by the light, her eyelids gradually drooped.

"What a lovely rose."

Song Zhishui heard Gu Mengmeng talking in a daze.

"Yeah." She smiled, "I think she's cute too."

"I think this rose looks a bit like you..."

Have it?

Song Zhishui looked at the little rose in the book: Amy, arrogant, coquettish, and making up nonsense to the little prince...

She is no rose.

"Then you are the little prince?" she asked jokingly.

Gu Mengmeng couldn't open her eyes anymore.

However, she replied: "I am not, but the story is true, and the little prince did come to this planet."

It was as if she had been to Blue Star before.

Song Zhishui put down the book and secretly looked at Gu Mengmeng's little face.

Gu Mengmeng had already fallen asleep.

"I believe you."

Song Zhishui whispered to her: "I believe this fairy tale is true."

Children's happiness and laughter are real, as are their imaginations and playfulness.

Gu Mengmeng is a young adult with a childlike innocence, and it is rare for her to maintain a childlike innocence and innocence towards the world.

"I won't allow Ouyang Xue to bully you."

Song Zhishui brushed away the frizzy hair on her forehead, and turned off the light.

"Good night, Gu Mengmeng."

That night, Gu Mengmeng was still at home, habitually letting herself move down, down, until she hugged Song Zhishui's thigh and ankle, and then felt that she had found a place, and fell asleep peacefully.

To be honest, the feeling of hugging a thigh between a cat and a human is very different.

The cat's claws can only be hugged to one side of the thigh, and there is too much fluff on the face, and the temperature of the thigh cannot be felt.

But this time, after Gu Mengmeng embraced Song Zhishui's leg with both hands, the feeling of burying her face in it...

Wow, it's really cool, it feels so elastic and comfortable.