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Fu Ying, who intentionally didn't bring the key, left the private room, and Zhong Qiu was waiting outside with his mobile phone, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Can you drive after drinking?" Fu Ying pushed the wheelchair over, looked up at him and asked, "Did you bring the driver here today?"

Zhong Qiu shook his mobile phone: "It's okay, I'm calling a substitute driver."

He called the waiter to help take Fu Ying's wheelchair, and he stretched out his hand to hug Fu Ying and walked downstairs steadily.As for Fu Ying, who was once born and secondly familiar, she naturally put her arms around his neck, and when she was put on the wheelchair, she could still smile and thank him.

The familiarity and intimacy of the two people has added another meaning in the eyes of others.

Zhong Xu stared at them and took a sip of wine. Hearing the friends around him whispering about the relationship between Zhong Qiu and Fu Ying, he couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, spending a lot of money can make things easier for people. Although it took a little effort to find out about this "Holy Aunt", it was worth the money.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his plan was foolproof. When he met Fu Ying's gaze, Zhong Xu blinked slightly, and got a slight nod from Fu Ying after a daze.

Zhong Qiu pushed Fu Ying out, and the bar waiter standing at the door was distributing souvenirs. A rabbit doll with a heart was first stuffed into Zhong Qiu's hands, and after a glance, he put it into Fu Ying's arms.

Fu Ying was taken aback: "What is this?"

"It's a gift for all the customers who consume today." The waiter smiled: "You can put it at home as a decoration, or you can give it to your girlfriend. It is a very popular rabbit doll recently."

When his younger sister was around, Fu Ying might still keep it, but now it's a waste for him to hold it, so he stretched out his hand to return it.

"Take it, don't want it for nothing." Zhong Qiu said, "If you round it up, you can count it as buying with your own money."

Fu Ying paused, but still reached out to the waiter: "There are two of us, we should give one more."

Fu Ying, who was holding two rabbit dolls, was pushed to the side of the car in a wheelchair. The surrogate driver was already waiting beside the car. Zhong Qiu carried the man into the car, and he himself sat in the back row, sitting side by side with Fu Ying. Together.

Fu Ying handed him a rabbit doll in her hand: "Here you are."

Zhong Qiu frowned: "You take both."

"No, you and me alone, there is no place to put them in my house." Fu Ying said, reminding Zhong Qiu of his neighbor's empty house.

Not to mention two rabbit dolls, a house can fit a hundred rabbit dolls, how could there be no place to put them.

Thinking in his heart, he held Fu Ying's wrist and pushed it back: "Okay, you take it first, and I won't take it when I take you upstairs later. By the way, have you had a drink tonight?"

Zhong Qiu glanced at his plastered leg, and said softly: "At the beginning, Yue'an also came and asked how your foot is recovering. I don't have the nerve to say that you are also in the bar, otherwise he must be rambunctious."

Fu Ying laughed: "I didn't take a sip of wine at night, I only drank milk."

"That's good." Zhong Qiu pointed to the hospital gown on him and asked: "I haven't asked you yet, why are you dressed like this? Is it for a dress-up party?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Didn't you see that my friend is wearing the clothes of a zombie doctor?" He smiled, "I will play his food reserve patient."

Zhong Qiu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, looked at Fu Ying with smiling eyes and sighed: "If I were him, I wouldn't bring out the grain reserve. What if someone targets and snatches it away?"

"Then you are quite substituting." Fu Ying muttered.

The surrogate driver parked directly in the underground parking lot, and Zhong Qiu pushed Fu Ying into the elevator room after paying the payment.When the two reached the floor, Zhong Qiu pushed Fu Ying to the door of his house first, and waited for Fu Ying to find the key to open the door.

But where can I find the key, Fu Ying pretended to search all the pockets all over her body, raised her head and looked at Zhong Qiu at a loss and said, "The key is missing."

"Disappeared?" Zhong Qiu was also taken aback, thinking whether it was true or not.

Fu Ying fumbled in her pocket for a while, but still found nothing, but before Zhong Qiu spoke, Fu Ying's heart beat a little faster, worried that her acting skills were too clumsy, and he had already seen through it at a glance.

"Could it have fallen on the car?" Zhong Qiu asked.

Fu Ying tugged at her deep pocket, frowned and said, "It shouldn't be possible to fall out."

"I'll go downstairs to take a look later, and go to my house to sit for a while." Zhong Qiu pushed him home, seeing Fu Ying kept frowning and remembering where the key was, she couldn't help but smiled and asked: "Will it be?" Did you not bring it with you when you went out?"

"No, I remember I brought it." Fu Ying squeezed her mobile phone to send a message, and murmured, "I asked Chang Er to look for it for me to see if it was dropped in the private room."

He sent messages and called again, but there was no answer.Zhong Qiu saw it, saw that Fu Ying was really anxious, and reluctantly believed that he really lost the key.

Zhong Qiu pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed and said: "Okay, don't worry, if you really lost my contact person, I will change the door lock for you and you'll be fine. I don't think your friend will come back for a while, today You sleep in the guest room first, and I'll clean it up for you."

"Ah, I'll just sleep on the sofa, don't bother..." Fu Ying smiled awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "I'll call him again, maybe he'll hear it..."

Seeing this, Zhong Qiu didn't stop, shrugging his shoulders: "Then you call slowly, I'll clean up the guest room."

Fu Ying responded, and started calling on her mobile phone again, but she didn't get through until Zhong Qiu packed up the room and came out.

"Okay, stop calling." Zhong Qiu pulled the phone out of his hand and put it on the table, said with a smile: "Okay, go take a shower and rest."

Fu Ying pointed to her feet: "This one can't get wet for now."

"Then I'll fetch water and wipe it for you." Zhong Qiu pushed him to the master bedroom: "The mattress in the guest room is a bit thin, you'd better sleep in my room."

Fu Ying quickly said: "How embarrassing, I..."

"It's okay, my foot is not hurt, I can do it anywhere." Zhong Qiu yawned, pushed him to the side of the bed, turned around and took out a set of clean pajamas from the closet, and asked Fu Ying to change into it later.

It was rare for Master Zhong to serve someone. He brought a small bucket of hot water to the bedside to wipe Fu Ying's body. Fu Ying was a little overwhelmed by his enthusiasm. Qiu wiped his back for himself.

"Actually, I wanted to say it at the beginning." Zhong Qiu looked at Fu Ying's waist and said softly, "You are too thin, your waist is thinner than girls."

The towel in his hand brushed Fu Ying's back, felt the shape of the bones, and laughed: "Is it because you eat so you don't gain weight, or do you eat too little?"

"There are two reasons." Fu Ying answered honestly.

In the past when his younger sister was sick, he was busy making money, so he had one meal early and one meal later, and sometimes he just ate one meal a day or even skipped it, saving money and time.

Later, when his sister passed away, he was depressed for nearly a year and had no appetite for food at all. It is natural to lose weight.

"Then you can't do this, it's not good for your health." Zhong Qiu pursed his lips, and withdrew his hand to let Fu Ying get dressed: "I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed and rest first."

Fu Ying nodded, and obediently got up and put on Zhong Qiu's pajamas.

He sat on the bed and counted the time, when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and knew that Zhong Qiu had started to take a bath, he immediately got out of bed and took a wheelchair to the kitchen.

According to Zhong Qiu's habit of drinking a glass of water before going to bed, Fu Ying found Zhong Qiu's water glass, took out a white lipstick-like thing from her pocket, and applied it around the mouth of the glass.

The hot water on the table was boiling, Fu Ying thought about it, and threw two powerful sleeping pills into it. The dose was not much, but with double protection, at least Zhong Qiu could sleep for more than an hour without being disturbed.

He went back to the master bedroom and put the wheelchair back to its original shape, sat on the bed with his mobile phone in a daze for a while, and then Zhong Qiu came out wiping his hair.

Just like in the surveillance, he only wrapped his lower body with a bath towel, so he could see his good figure at a glance.

But Fu Ying just glanced at it and expressed sincere doubts: "Aren't you cold? It's easy to catch a cold like this."

Zhong Qiu paused for wiping his hair, coughed lightly and said, "It's not cold, I just got out of the shower and it's quite hot."

"Oh, then hurry up and put on your clothes. It's easy to catch a cold when the seasons change recently." Fu Ying put down her phone and sighed, annoyed, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have gone out."

"It's okay, you should go out for a walk after staying at home for a long time." Zhong Qiu took out the pajamas from the cabinet, gently waved the underwear in his hand and asked, "Would you mind closing your eyes?"

Fu Ying immediately lowered her head and covered her eyes, only hearing the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, waiting for Zhong Qiu to say that she could open her eyes, when she opened her eyes and raised her head, she saw Master Zhong's face close at hand.

"There is something dirty on your eyes." Zhong Qiu said as he took off Fu Ying's glasses, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes, twitched a fallen eyelash and said, "Take off an eyelash to make a wish, Make a wish now."

Fu Ying was taken aback for a moment, then pushed Zhong Qiu and complained, "You say the same thing as a little girl, my sister loves to say that too."

"You still have a younger sister? How old is it?" Zhong Qiu raised his eyebrows: "My mother told me this sentence."

Fu Ying consciously made a slip of the tongue and brought up the matter of his younger sister. He was silent for a long time, then lowered his eyes and said, "She has passed away."

Zhong Qiu was taken aback, stared at Fu Ying for a while, and then said: "It's okay, my mother passed away too."

The two looked at each other, Fu Ying couldn't help laughing first, the dimples on the corners of his mouth were curved, he pursed his lips and said, "Now is not the time to talk about a coincidence."

Zhong Qiu followed suit with a laugh, yawned and said, "It's time to say good night, I have another meeting tomorrow morning, it's time to sleep..."

Fu Ying responded, and lay on the bed waiting for Zhong Qiu to turn off the lights and close the door of the master bedroom, so he picked up his mobile phone and continued to watch the surveillance.

Same as before, Zhong Qiu drank a glass of water before returning to the guest room to sleep.Seeing this, Fu Ying lay down and slept peacefully, until she was woken up by the alarm clock an hour later.

He hit the alarm clock and got out of bed to start his real night.

The author says:

Zhong Qiu's inner os: Look how good I am.

Fu Ying's inner OS: Strange, isn't this person cold?