Goddess please don't flirt

He Moqian hadn't slept so soundly for a long time. She had no dreams all night, and her bones were all broken. The first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Yuan Ying. Yuan Ying smiled at her with her head propped up, "Ah Qian, Good morning."

Inertly, He Moqian also stretched and grinned, "Good morning, Ah Ying." She stopped stretching her arms halfway, her smile froze on her face, and she retracted her hands in embarrassment, feeling uncomfortable She quickly looked away from Yuan Ying's gaze: "What time is it?" She scolded herself secretly, why did she get so sleepy that her head became confused, thinking it was more than ten years ago?

He Moqian's heartfelt smile permeated Yuan Ying's whole body. In the cold morning, her whole body was warm, as if she was soaking in the warmest hot spring. She was infected by He Moqian, and the smile on her face gradually expanded. Said: "08:30, still early."

After Yuan Ying finished speaking, He Moqian's expression changed, it's over, it's over, it's late!But Yuan Ying went on to say: "I asked Fan Xi to ask for leave for you, don't worry, you can sleep for a while."

He Moqian breathed a sigh of relief, got up and smoothed his hair, "Thank you."

Sleepy-eyed and still pretending to be calm, Yuan Ying thinks she is cute no matter what she looks at, her eyes are full of smiles, "Ah Qian, you are so pretty." But her eyes moved to He Moqian's neck, and the smile in her eyes dimmed.There is no difference on the surface, only they know that it has changed, everything has changed.

He Moqian noticed that something was wrong with Yuan Ying, but she didn't bother to ask, she put on her coat and got up to leave, "I'm leaving first, you take good care of your wounds, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Ah Qian! You... will you come over again?" Yuan Ying asked eagerly.

"Let's see if you have time." He Moqian zipped up his coat and found Yuan Ying's eyes were red, "Why are your eyes swollen?"

"Yes...is there?" Yuan Ying rubbed her eyes and laughed, "Probably because I didn't sleep well last night."

He Moqian nodded, "Sorry for disturbing your rest."

"That's not what I meant!" Yuan Ying wished she could slap her face twice, why was she so stupid when she came to He Moqian? "Ah Qian, don't get me wrong! I..."

Seeing Yuan Ying's anxious self-reproach, He Moqian wanted to laugh, but his face was still calm, "I know, take good care of yourself no matter what, don't make fun of your body."

Walking to the door, Yuan Ying said, "Ah Qian, I'm hurt...does it hurt?"

He Moqian chuckled, "Whether it hurts or not, there will always be a time to heal. If you take good care of it, it will be healed soon."

"Wounds can heal, but what about scars?"

He Moqian frowned vigilantly, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing."

He Moqian felt that Yuan Ying seemed to have taken the wrong medicine today, and her words were evil. She didn't want to stay any longer, so she hurriedly said goodbye. Yuan Ying said again: "Ah Qian, it's almost New Year's Day."

He Moqian said perfunctorily, "Yes."

"Are you free on New Year's Day?"

"No, holidays are the busiest time in the store, and it may be busy until midnight."

"I see." The disappointment on Yuan Ying's face was obvious, "It's okay, then you can do your work, and I will find you when the time comes."

"No need, Yuan Ying, I don't have time." He Moqian said, "That's it, goodbye."

He Moqian knew what Yuan Ying meant. New Year's Day was Yuan Ying's birthday.People in Old S City generally celebrate their birthdays in the lunar calendar. Yuan Ying's birthday falls in the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, and this year coincidentally coincides with New Year's Day.This time, he didn't hide from Yuan Ying on purpose, He Moqian really didn't have time on New Year's Day.

Wounds can heal, but what about scars?He Moqian put his hand on his shoulder and thought, of course the scar will be engraved into the bone marrow bit by bit.

It was already noon when He Moqian returned to the Internet cafe. On the way, she bought two steamed stuffed buns and settled them with breakfast and lunch. Chu Fanxi played games all night, finished eating a bucket of instant noodles in front of the computer, and was about to catch up on sleep. Just when He Moqian came in, "Sister He, you are back! How is Sister Ying's illness? Isn't it serious?"

"It should be fine." He Moqian said, "By the way, thank you for asking for leave for me."

"Isn't it just a word, it's a trivial matter." Chu Fanxi didn't say that he went to the boss's wife to help her ask for leave, but was stunned by the boss's wife all morning.The proprietress of the restaurant is Chu Fanxi's second aunt, a warm-hearted and kind person, she dislikes Chu Fanxi spending all day in her dad's Internet cafe playing games, saying that she is not doing business, eating and waiting to die, and setting an example for her with Milin, Zhang Luo wanted to introduce someone to her, but thanks to Chu Fanxi's cleverness, he found a reason to escape, otherwise, the proprietress would be able to nag her all day!

Chu Fanxi laughed and said: "Sister He, you see that Sister Ying is alone in the hospital, and there is no one to take care of her... Have you eaten the food in the hospital? Hey, I went to see it yesterday! It’s not nutritious at all! It’s tasteless if you look at it.”

"Clear soup with little water is right, the doctor said she has a fever and cold." He Moqian said, "Okay, you go to bed, I'll change clothes and go to the store to help."

"Sister He, will you still visit Miss Ying?"

It seems that Chu Fanxi is quite concerned about Yuan Ying, and she is so positive about her affairs, "Let's talk about it when you have time." He Moqian thought of something, and asked Chu Fanxi: "By the way, what do you young people like now? birthday present?"

Chu Fanxi's spirit of gossip was aroused, "Birthday gift? Whose birthday is it?"

"A relative you don't know."

"Cut." Chu Fanxi pouted, "How old is she then?"

He Moqian thought for a while, "Fourteen or fifteen years old."

"Adolescence? Do you want to play games?"

"I don't know."

"Is it close to you?"

He Moqian nodded, "Count me half a girl."

"Do you have any hobbies?"

"do not know."

"That……"

He Moqian became impatient, "Just say something that most teenage girls like."

Chu Fanxi rubbed his chin and thought about it for a long time, "A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old... It's too old-fashioned to buy a doll and pillow, and you probably don't know the size of her when you buy clothes... Hey, why don't you buy her a tablet Computers? Kids love it these days."

A tablet computer costs more than 2000 yuan at least, and He Moqian has a full set of cards on his hand, which is less than 1000 yuan. He asked awkwardly, "Is there anything cheaper?"

"Then I really can't figure it out. Tablets are pretty good. The price of the previous generation of mini has been reduced, and now it's only in the early [-]s. Sister He, you say that she is your half-daughter, right? Gifts shouldn't be too shabby .”

He Moqian blushed, "I'll think about it again." Chu Fanxi was right, it really shouldn't be too shabby to see someone else's child for the first time, but she really couldn't afford the two thousand.

As soon as He Moqian returned to the house, Chu Fanxi's phone rang. She picked it up and saw the word "goddess" in big letters, and quickly picked it up, "Goddess... no, sister Ying, are you feeling better?" ah?"

"It's much better, Fan Xi, is Aqian at your place?" Even through the phone, Yuan Ying's voice was still very nice.

Chu Fanxi said: "When it's here, it's Sister He who keeps asking me about my birthday present. I told her to buy a tablet, but she doesn't seem to have enough money."

"Birthday gift?" Yuan Ying asked in surprise, "How much does she want?"

"Probably more than 2000."

"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you later, you just say you lent it to her first, don't mention me, you know?"

"Sister Ying, don't worry." Chu Fanxi wondered, He Moqian's daughter and goddess also know each other?Then she thought again, they used to be lovers, there was something about He Moqian that the goddess didn't know, He Moqian said that she was the half mother of this girl, maybe the other half was Yuan Ying.

For a rare whole afternoon, He Moqian was reading in his small room, but couldn't concentrate.She has been like this for a while, she can lose her mind while reading the words on the book line by line, and when she loses her mind, she will think of... Yuan Ying.

"Sister He, you see that Sister Ying is alone in the hospital, and there is no one to take care of her... Have you eaten the food in the hospital? Oh, I went to see it yesterday! The clear soup with little water has no nutrition at all! No nourishment It doesn’t taste good if it’s tasteless.”

These words of Chu Fanxi kept wandering in He Moqian's mind, competing with books for the limited storage space in her brain. He Moqian bit his pen and stared blankly, and could not read three lines in half an hour.

Yuan Ying's feet were indeed inconvenient. She was injured for a hundred days, and when she needed nourishment the most, she didn't cherish herself. If she didn't recover well, it would be a lifetime.

He Moqian scratched his head irritably, and flung the pen out of the room, forget it, this time it will be regarded as a helper to the end.

She bought lotus root and pork ribs at a nearby vegetable market, borrowed the back kitchen of the restaurant from the proprietress, and stewed the lotus root and pork ribs in a casserole. After stewing for an afternoon, she stewed a pot of ribs soup full of fragrance.He Moqian doesn't know how to cook, but the skill of stewing soup is perfect, because Yuan Ying likes to drink soup, especially the Cantonese-style soup that is carefully simmered in a clay pot for several hours.

He Moqian was chasing Yuan Ying at the time, and bought a recipe study specially to please the goddess, and even went to the house every now and then to practice the skill of making soup, and the skill was developed just like that.Cooking soup is a matter of extreme patience. He Moqian usually can't sit on the stool for 3 minutes, and can watch the fire of the stew for several hours without any complaints.Some things become habits, even if you don’t love them anymore, your body will keep them honestly, just like He Moqian’s cooking skills.

The insulated lunch box was newly bought from the supermarket. He Moqian scalded it with boiling water, carefully packed the pork rib soup and brought it back to the Internet cafe, planning to ask Chu Fanxi to deliver it to Yuan Ying.

Seeing her meticulousness, the master chef teased, "Is this for your boyfriend?"

"No."

"Xiao He, don't lie to me. I can tell at a glance that stewing soup is the most meticulous work, not someone I care about. Who wants to stick to a pot all afternoon?"

He Moqian argued: "No, master, you misunderstood, she is just my ordinary friend."

The master waved his hand, "Okay, okay, go quickly, it's time for dinner."

He Moqian knew that he still didn't believe it, and didn't want to explain, so he went back to the Internet cafe with the insulated box. Chu Fanxi put on his coat and was about to go out. She was wearing a baseball uniform, loose jeans, and a baseball cap backwards. It is much more energetic than sitting in front of the computer all day.

"Sister He, you are back." Chu Fanxi greeted while putting on her shoes.

He Moqian asked: "Fan Xi, where are you going?"

"I made an appointment with Xiaomi to watch a movie." Chu Fanxi put on his shoes and stomped his feet twice, then waved to He Moqian, "Then I'm leaving, Sister He will see you later."

The author has something to say: Thank you sky, morning bell and evening drum, not correct, really good, Yakumo, cute baby's mine~

happy National Day!