Zisang was still leaning on the back of the chair, turned his head around, half-lidded his eyes, and his lazy appearance had a certain elegance.

Zhong Liran held the phone unchanged, and asked with concern: "Are you awake?"

Zisang: "No, I was talking in my sleep."

"Then if I touch you now, will you have a spring|dream?"

Zhong Liran happily raised her hand, wanting to rub Zisang's hair. During the movement, the other hand pressed the lock screen button by the way, the movement was naturally just right, and it was not easy to detect—if she hadn't met Zisang.

Zisang tilted his head to avoid her hand, then left the backrest and sat up.

"It's winter now, why can't I dream of spring—what were you doing just now?"

Zhong Liran raised his eyebrows calmly: "Look at your encyclopedia."

Zisang frowned.

Zhong Liran unlocked the screen, pointed to a line of small characters on it and asked, "Do you have 46 kilograms?"

Zisang gave a faint "hmm".

Zhong Liran smacked his lips: "Can you support a c cup?"

Zisang: "...people who don't even button up their shirts, don't discuss bra cups with me."

Zisang glanced over, glanced at the street lamp outside the window from the corner of his eye, and sat up straight suddenly: "It's getting dark!? What time is it!?"

Zhong Liran looked at his phone: "Ten past eight."

Zisang opened the door and wanted to get out of the car.

Zhong Liran hurriedly held her down: "What are you doing!? Just woke up, be careful of a headache from the cold wind!"

Zhong Liran passed Zisang's body and closed the co-pilot's door.

Zisang found a little sight from such a big human-shaped obstacle, and looked out: "Where is this?"

"The first hospital in the city."

Zisang's face darkened: "If I remember correctly, I didn't get on the bus until you said you would send me to Xihuan Road Elementary School."

Zhong Liran looked innocent: "But I see that you are very sad and very hot. I will definitely take you to the hospital to hang water."

Zisang opened the door and left, not giving Zhong Liran a chance at all this time.

Zhong Liran ran down from the other side, stepped on the muddy snow on the ground to catch up, and grabbed Zisang's wrist: "I didn't realize that, you still have a bad temper."

Zisang remained silent and shook off Zhong Liran's hand.

The snowy road was slippery, and the snow on the parking lot was baked into muddy water by the passing cars.Zisang walked like flying in snow boots, Zhong Liran stepped on a five-centimeter stiletto heel, and the hem of the windbreaker fluttered, so he staggered.

A humanoid weapon rushed towards Zisang, hitting Zisang on the shoulder.Tianhou's weight of 55kg created an impact force of [-] kilograms, so Zisang took a step back and did not get down immediately.

Zisang: "...Your cerebellum is underdeveloped and there is no such thing as balance?"

Zhong Liran lay on Zisang's shoulder: "Can you take care of your high heels?"

Zisang: "Get up."

Zhong Liran took a small step forward, and the two stuck together: "I'm sprained, will you carry me back?"

Zisang retreated, but found that there was no way to retreat: "It's best to cut it off directly, and the outpatient building is behind."

"Look, you don't care about me, why don't you be gentle with me?"

The oppression caused by the height difference made Zisang a little unhappy, the previous gratitude to Zhong Liran for being so caring disappeared, and turned into a kind of embarrassment: How could I be grateful for this kind of thing?

"open!"

Zhong Liran firmly wrapped his arms around Zisang's waist, instead of getting up, he buried his head down, and then took a deep breath.

The hairs on Zisang's body instantly stood up: "What are you used to! Is it disgusting!?"

Zhong Liran stopped and let her go: "Okay, let's stop kidding, your parents have already sent them home. Brother Ming's 20-year-old driver, and Tiantian is with him, so you can go hang the water without worry."

Zisang's current brain can't handle too complicated things, she needs time to connect the result with the beginning, and then figure out the process by herself.

Zisang: "You let them go?"

Zhong Liran burst out laughing: "Could it be that they did it spontaneously? Brother Ming said that it's time for your car to change its oil, and he will help you do it tomorrow."

Zhong Liran thought she would be very moved.Look, how caring, not only sent the parents home, but also packed the car, and just had to redo the house.

Zisang: "How free are you? Doing charity?"

Be sharp, let's be sharp, you can't expect a person who has just been molested by yourself to be angry, and immediately give yourself a big smile.

If so, what's the point?

Zhong Liran pushed her and walked towards the outpatient building in the opposite direction: "Yeah, I have nothing to do and my love is overflowing. If I don't help others for a day, the red scarf on my chest will not be bright."

Zisang took a wrong step to avoid her hand: "Your chest is a shirt button—the kind that won't stretch. You go back, I can do it myself."

"Go to the outpatient clinic obediently and wait, I will register to get the liquid."

Zisang: "...listen to people."

"What kind of medicine did you infuse before? Talk to the doctor later. You sit down for a while, and I'll go to apply for a card——What kind of consumption is there in T City? Is it enough to save [-]?"

Zisang: "..."

Really covered the medical expenses! ? *The cash machine is shining.

Zhong Liran's cell phone kept ringing, and after all the procedures were completed, she watched Zisang get the needle, and then she answered the phone, and answered twice indiscriminately.

Zisang: "Go when you have something to do. I'm such an adult that I can't even have a fever."

Zhong Liran: "Shouldn't the normal saying be 'I can't even hang a piece of water'?"

Zisang: "Don't you understand what I want to express?"

Zhong Liran smiled: "Okay, it doesn't matter - I have to go to the big night, and the director liked the snow."

Zisang let out a "hmm".

Zhong Liran: "I'll ask Brother Ming to pick you up later."

Zisang was noncommittal, but still said "um", very unconcerned, and didn't know if she heard it.

Zhong Liran wanted to babble, but Zisang raised his head impatiently, his phoenix eyes were raised, blunt and indifferent.

Zhong Liran swallowed back the words on his lips, bent down, and leaned into Zisang's ear: "If you miss me, write to me."

Zisang frowned, but Zhong Liran stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked away before the attack occurred.

Even the back view is surrounded by the powerful radiance of the queen, especially among the sick and flustered people.

If you miss me, write to me.

This is what Zhong Liran said to the male lead before leaving after a one-night stand in Zhong Liran's first award-winning movie.

Zisang speeded up the dripping of the liquid, and it was just ten o'clock when the three bottles of water were hung up.Before the driver came, Zisang left the hospital and took a taxi home.

The car stopped at the entrance of the community, and a cat squatted in front of the convenience store. It was pitch-black, with only a pair of different-colored pupils, shining with a faint light.

The moment Yaoyao saw Zisang, he immediately sat upright, and let the young couple who were on a night tour across the street thoroughly, no matter how much food they took to tease him, he tried hard to maintain his aloof image.

Zisang was speechless, just now he was wagging his tail and rolling all over the floor, exposing his belly for others to touch, could it be me?

Seeing that Zisang ignored her at all and just walked his own way, Yao Yao immediately followed her.

Behind them, the couple asked, "Mimi, are you going home?"

Shaking his head high, his tail upright, he stepped on the catwalk in a noble and glamorous way.

Zisang and Yaoyao didn't talk at all, the previous fight seemed to be over like this, Zisang just got too angry and uttered harsh words-Yaoyao thought so, until she was in an old-fashioned residential building, "accidentally" Pressed into tail by chair leg.

Zisang's mood improved after Yao Yao's miserable cry, and he had a good night's sleep.

However, when he woke up the next day and saw 29 missed calls on his mobile phone, Zisang felt that he must be extremely happy and sad.

No.30 connects, Zisang picks it up.

Jiang Qianlin yelled on the phone: "Can you get rid of the bad habit of sleeping silently!"

Zisang was very angry when she got up, and when she hit the gunpowder, she was bitter and mean, so Sang Yun walked around her against the wall early in the morning.

It's not the mother who bumped into her now, but the enemy who is gnashing his teeth with hatred.

Zisang: "Can you get rid of the habit of grinding your teeth, snoring, drooling and farting while sleeping?"

President Jiang dropped the phone. Not long after, his secretary Pei Nan called.

Pei Nan: "Mr. Jiang asked, how do you know that he grinds his teeth and drools while sleeping?"

Zisang: "And farting."

Pei Nan repeated it to Jiang Qianlin, and there was the sound of throwing something on the phone.Poor Pei Nan was originally a gentle and considerate woman, but she also cultivated into a female Vajra in front of Jiang Qianlin.

Zisang: "Character depends on sleeping appearance, I guess."

Pei Nan: "Can I not repeat it?"

Zisang: "You can do whatever you want."

Pei Nan: "Then I'll get down to business. Was the scandal between you and Zhong Liran intentional, deliberate, or deliberate?"

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