Weak beauty o dribbling the ball to find his wife

Lying on the bed in the middle of the night, I could see the sky outside the window when I turned my head. It was brown and black, just like the little cake she wanted to eat. It was a curly lamb made of chocolate. I was so hungry, so hungry, and I really wanted to eat it.

I slept intermittently for a while in the middle, and now it is almost between one and two in the morning, and I vomited out everything I ate at night, and Yaya is growing again after seven months.

Mu Xing felt so hungry that his head was dizzy, he struggled to stand up, and leaned on the bed to get the snacks prepared in the house, such as biscuits, bread, and cakes, strawberry, cheese, and pineapple, why didn’t they have any? chocolate.

Without chocolate, she didn't want to eat it. She even felt sick when she saw it. She really wanted to eat a chocolate cake.

It was a rare time to be willful, groping and sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the darkness, suddenly shed tears of grievance, and cried from hunger because there was no chocolate cake.

"Yaya." She wiped away her tears, then lowered her head to touch the little Douya, "Mother Yaya is so sad."

Very hungry, I didn’t feel so uncomfortable if I didn’t eat in the past few days, because Ya Ya was also hungry.

Ya Ya would feel bad if she was hungry, Mu Xing didn't want her Ya Ya to feel bad, and coupled with a desire that almost lost her rational control, she put on her clothes, opened the door and ran to the next door to knock on Qiao Lang's door.

During this period, an uncle bodyguard in black with a paralyzed face has been standing behind her without making a sound. This state started a second after she pushed the door open, and suddenly appeared from a shadowy corner, with a wooden face and said nothing.

She nervously pondered for a while what Qiao Lang should say when she opened the door, but she didn't expect that Qiao Lang slept too deeply and didn't respond at all.

Just as she was about to give up, she withdrew her hand in frustration and turned around, but saw the questioning look of the uncle bodyguard who had been standing behind him, as if asking, "Would you like to kick the door open for you?"

As expected of the man in black, his words were astonishing, and Mu Xing was stunned into standing still, and hurriedly stopped him, "No, no, no, it's nothing important."

It's not an important thing, but I'm so hungry and uncomfortable, the saliva in my mouth gushes out uncontrollably, and I feel nauseous and want to vomit when I see other snacks.

I just want to eat chocolate cake, I really want to eat chocolate cake.

Qiao Lang was sleeping, so he couldn't go shopping with him. Mu Xing staggered back to lie on the bed, his head was dizzy and blackened intermittently.

No matter how hard I force myself to calm down, I can't keep thinking about little cakes and hunger, but it's really sad, and I feel wronged for no reason.

She nestled in the quilt and wiped her tears, and the tears fell onto the pillow, and Ya Ya was making noise again, moving around and making her stomach hurt.

There is also a reason for being hungry, she and Yaya are both hungry.

In the end, he couldn't hold back, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, dressed one by one, opened the door, and found the black-clothed bodyguard in the shadow of the corner.

He looks like he is in his 30s, with muscular tight clothes.

Mu Xing stood still in front of him, swallowed nervously, and looked at her with the black clothes opened slightly closed eyelids.

"Brother, brother, you, are you busy now?"

People who practice martial arts are exposed to the wind and sun all day long, 34 years old looks like 43 years old, and the little sister calls "brother" sweetly, it's hard not to like it.

The black clothes suppressed the blushing tendency again and again, cleared his throat and said seriously: "What's the matter, Miss Mu?"

With red eye circles just after crying, Mu Xing pinched the corner of his clothes and asked carefully: "Is brother free now?"

"good."

"Then, then, brother, can you accompany me downstairs to... buy something?"

"Now?"

She didn't sleep at two o'clock in the morning until late at night, so she looked obedient, she was still a wayward little girl.

"Yeah." She nodded, "I'm a little hungry and want to go downstairs to buy something to eat."

Looking at Mu Xing in black clothes is like looking at a concubine who is being favored in ancient times. There is food in the house, but she has to go downstairs to buy things in the middle of the night without sleeping. She is still a little pregnant woman in poor health.

"Miss Mu, I don't think so?"

Hard/bang/bang tone, as nonchalant as his drab black suit.

She was uncomfortable at first, but she was rejected when she was full of anxiety. She was so wronged that she didn't dare to say any more, so she said "oh" softly, turned and left with her head buried.

The black clothes clearly saw tears falling on the floor tiles, making a slight patter.

What a spoiled little girl, he thought in his heart, being so spoiled by Boss Shen.

She was so hungry that she wanted to cry, but just now Ya Ya kicked her, it hurt more than before, and she accidentally couldn't hold back her tears.

Crying is disgusting.

She went back to the room and looked for snacks while wiping her tears. She turned around and wanted to cry just looking at the packaging bag. Finally, suppressing her nausea, she chose a strawberry shortcake, which looked the closest to the chocolate shortcake she wanted to eat.

After taking a bite, the sticky creamy smell rushed from the mouth to the brain, causing physiological nausea, and hurriedly dropped the cake and ran into the bathroom, lying on the edge of the sink and retching.

I was already hungry, but I exhausted all my energy after vomiting like this. Not only was my stomach empty and uncomfortable, but my mouth was also full of bitter taste of pantothenic acid. I didn't want to eat anything except the chocolate cake.

Simply wrap the quilt on the bed and force yourself to fall asleep. When you fall asleep, you won't know anything.

Can't sleep.

He vaguely heard someone knocking on the door outside, so he didn't dare to open it until the person outside whispered, "Miss Mu, it's me, it's me."

It was the one who rejected Mu Xing's black clothes indifferently just now.

The black clothes thought they were doing their duty and refused the little girl's unreasonable troubles. What they got in return was safety, so it was worth it. Standing at the door full of satisfaction, accompanied by the night wind and wind, he felt that he was also majestic.

After standing for a while, I felt that something was wrong, and now I listened carefully to what I thought was the sound of the wind, it seemed more like the cry of a little girl who was wronged and suppressed.

He:-D remembered the tears Miss Mu shed just now when she left in disappointment.

No way?

Can you cry for half an hour?

He suddenly panicked, hesitated, and decided to knock on the door and ask.

The little sister's sweet "brother" lingered in his ears, and he thought that something really happened, Mr. Shen blamed it, but such a small person like him couldn't stand it.

Mu Xing put on his clothes slowly, his eyes were still swollen badly, at least he didn't look pitifully teary, but he could tell at a glance that he had just cried.

Opening the door, leaning against the edge of the door frame, looking like a weak willow supporting the wind, no matter how you look in the black clothes, you feel that you have been starved like this, and suddenly feel a little guilty.

The little sister had tears in her eyes, her nose was red and she didn't speak, she just looked at him like that, feeling very wronged.

The black clothes touched his nose, "Then what, didn't you say you're going to go shopping? Are you going now?"

The little girl who was still listless with her head drooping looked up at him, her eyes were bright, and even her dull hair stood on end.

"I want to go." She nodded hurriedly, turned and went back to the room, "Brother, wait for me to get the clothes."

Unlike other little girls, who care about demeanor rather than temperature, Mu Xing consciously puts on her coat. Although it is already late winter and there is only a little more than half a month left before the Spring Festival, she has always been in poor health and is particularly afraid of It's cold, not to mention there are buds.

The black dress was walking behind her, and the little girl was walking in front, jumping forward. She was wearing a white fluffy coat, and her hat and scarf were still intact, as if she was not in the same season as him who was only wearing a thin black suit.

The two walked out of the hospital, with the cold wind blowing on their bodies, the black clothes quickened their pace and walked to Mu Xing's side, walking side by side, "What must I buy now?"

Standing still at the crossing of the traffic light at Muxing Station, there are still five seconds before the green light, "It's a delicious chocolate cake."

The shop just around the corner is open 24 hours.

What did the black clothes think it would be, a cake, is there any convenience store in the hospital?

"No, it's freshly made." The green light turned on, there were no cars at the intersection, and there were some strange wind noises, which were normal in winter here, so the two of them ignored it and walked across the street.

"Isn't that the same? It's all cream and cake." The black clothes couldn't understand.

Mu Xing looked at the black and white zebra crossing under his feet, "It's different, freshly baked ones will..."

Before she finished speaking, the black clothes paused, her pupils shrank, and she quickly stretched out her hand to pull Mu Xing back like lightning. She got a little stronger and lost her balance. Fortunately, she was able to hold on to the electric pole to stabilize her figure.

Almost at the next second, following the movement of the black clothes backing away, a large empty truck, half-new and not old, rushed down the deserted road and scraped past his face , exactly where Mu Xinggang was standing.

"Damn." Hei Yi couldn't help cursing, "So fast."

Mu Xing thought he meant "driving so fast".

The black clothes said half and left the other half, which is actually "people with bad intentions come so quickly".

"Miss Mu, you have to go back first." He walked quickly to support the dizzy Mu Xing, his brows were furrowed, and his hands subconsciously exerted force, "I'll send you back first."

"Ah?" Mu Xing elongated his tone in disappointment, but he was still very obedient, and let out a muffled "Oh", "Okay then."

I went out to eat some cold wind, the exhaustion and cold overwhelmed the hunger, and I should be able to fall asleep when I went back.

The two walked back to the hospital one after the other, nothing happened, the black clothes stood back to the original place, closed the door for her, and called colleagues to guard them together, the whole night passed like this, Mu Xing fell asleep piecemeal After a while, I was still too hungry.

Shui Yingyu came to see her early in the morning, and was walking to the door, before knocking on the door, last night's black clothes reached out to stop her, with bad eyes.

"What?" She raised her eyebrows to meet the other's unkind gaze, "What's the matter?"

Hei Yi didn't speak, but just looked at her directly.

A normal person would panic, but Shui Yingyu is someone who has seen big scenes, holding the doorknob with one hand, and looking at each other without fear.

The atmosphere in the confrontation was tense, and a tight string between the two was hanging on the verge of breaking.

crunch--

The center of the conflict between the two, the door of the ward, slowly opened a crack in the tense silence, and a small head poked out cautiously.

"Cousin?"