Mrs. Gu is a squeamish

Early the next morning.

Before Qiao Yuxian woke up, Qiao Weizhou called first.

Qiao Yuxian touched the phone and took a look. After seeing his name, she paused for two seconds and answered the phone.

After connecting, Qiao Weizhou yelled before she opened her mouth, "Sister! Are you okay!"

Qiao Yuxian sank into the bed, her hair covered her face, her eyes were closed, and she said weakly, "I was fine before answering the phone, but now it's hard to say, maybe I'm deaf in one ear."

Qiao Weizhou was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Sister, are you okay?"

"It's good, I ate a braised pork trotter in a dream just now." Qiao Yu enviously said.

Qiao Weizhou: "."

Gu Yanjing, who had just entered the bedroom, heard her words and said with a smile: "Want to eat?"

Qiao Yuxian opened his eyes, looked at him and said, "I want to eat braised short ribs."

"Yeah." Gu Yanjing pushed back the hair that was sticking to her face, "Got it."

Qiao Yuxian smiled at him.

Qiao Weizhou called on the other end of the phone: "Sister."

"I'm fine." Qiao Yuxian sat up holding Gu Yanjing's hand and said, "Wei Jiye will tell you how the matter will be resolved."

"Say it." Qiao Weizhou said.

Qiao Weizhou was in the practice room yesterday, and his phone was with Wei Jiye.

After the accident, Qiao Yuxian called the police, talked to Wei Jiye, but didn't tell him.

He didn't know about it until he got his mobile phone this morning.

Hurry up and call Qiao Yuxian to ask.

"Prepare for your debut with peace of mind, and don't worry about the rest." Qiao Yuxian said.

"I know." Qiao Weizhou said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I got you in trouble."

"Huh?" Qiao Yuxian asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either." Qiao Weizhou's tone revealed a kind of bewilderment, "But Yi Xingcheng has never liked me very much, and I don't know why, he doesn't like me very much."

"Did you offend him?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"No." Qiao Weizhou has been wondering if he and Yi Xingcheng have any festivals since he knew about it, but he didn't think about it, "He is in the film and television department, and he is always filming outside. We don't have anything Intersection. I can't think of it."

"Don't worry about it." Qiao Yuxian said, "Just pretend you don't know it's him and wait for the results from the police."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yuxian lay back on the bed.

Watch videos on the bed.

Gu Yanjing kissed her, got up and went to the cloakroom.

He had just stood up and walked a few steps when he heard a sound behind him.

Qiao Yuxian was lying on the bed well, when she suddenly saw the time on the phone, she immediately stood beside the bed.

When Gu Yanjing turned around, she was already standing on the ground with a terrified expression.

Gu Yanjing looked at her.

Qiao Yuxian also looked at him, stunned for a few seconds, then threw the phone on the bed and ran to the bathroom, shouting a feeling of earth-shattering while running: "Ah - I'm going to be late!!!! 100 yuan money!!!!!"

Gu Yanjing's eyelids trembled when she shouted: "."

Qiao Yuxian woke up a little late in the morning, and came out of the house in a hurry, so she was not late again.

I kept my poor internship salary.

Sitting at her desk, she secretly made up her mind that she must work hard today to keep the rest of her wages from being deducted.

As a result, an hour later, she went to the bathroom and found that her menstrual period had come.

When I went to the bathroom, I walked in normally.

When he came out, he came out with his own soul.

Stomach ache, no energy, very sleepy.

But because of the faint uncomfortable pain, I couldn't sleep.

So just at the workstation, drinking brown sugar ginger water, sticking to the warm baby, and continuing to work.

In this state of hers, others can't see anything, they just feel that she is like a worker, and the resentment all over her body is constantly radiating out.

It made people around her afraid to talk to her.

But half an hour later, Zhao Meng still came to her side and said, "Xian, something happened online again."

Qiao Yuxian turned his head to look at her, and his whole body revealed a kind of gloom that he was not interested in everything: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Meng looked at her and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay. Menstrual period." Qiao Yuxian said.

"Pain?" Zhao Meng looked at her again and said, "You've never been in pain before, why did you start to feel pain?"

"I don't know." Qiao Yuxian said, "It feels like my immunity has declined a little over the past year."

"Have you checked?" Zhao Meng asked.

"Well." Qiao Yuxian said, "Your body is very good. There is no problem anywhere."

Zhao Meng thought about it: "Could it have something to do with marriage?"

"What does it have to do with marriage?" Qiao Yuxian was confused.

"The number of times you have intercourse is too frequent, or too intense, or..." Zhao Meng said nothing.

Qiao Yuxian covered her mouth.

Zhao Meng looked at her, blinked, and asked her what was wrong.

Qiao Yuxian looked at her for a while, then let go of her and said, "Don't let us, Young Master Gu take the blame, it has nothing to do with Young Master Gu."

"Ah?" Zhao Meng's expression was a little distorted.

How should I say it, is it still protected?

Qiao Yuxian corrected her weak and gloomy expression, and changed the subject: "What happened on the Internet again? About Qin Xia?"

"No." Zhao Meng still looked at her and said, "About you?"

"Ah?" Qiao Yuxian frowned.

Zhao Meng gave her her mobile phone again and said, "It's about you and Yi Xingcheng."

"Ah?" Qiao Yuxian frowned even deeper.

She took the phone and glanced at it.

same with yesterday.

Yesterday was a photo of her and Qiao Weizhou, and today is a photo of her and Yi Xingcheng.

Yesterday it was said that she and Qiao Weizhou kissed passionately.

Today it was said that she and Qiao Weizhou were flirting backstage, secretly stimulating and flirting.

Qiao Yuxian looked at the photos one by one, as if she was still, and even her breathing seemed to be a little weaker.

She held her forehead, and relaxed a bit.

Who is this again!

It can't be that this is also made by Yi Xingcheng, right?
Is she so hot? !
Take her with you when you spread rumors.

Other people's lives are their lives, but hers is not hers!

She is really a man-made one.

Qiao Yuxian leaned back on the chair, raised his hand and pressed his own person, then picked up his phone and opened the shopping software.

Zhao Meng looked at her series of operations and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I can't afford to buy an oxygen cylinder." Qiao Yu said enviously.

Zhao Meng: "."

Qiao Yuxian flipped through for a while, put down the phone, looked at the computer again, and continued working.

Zhao Meng looked at her, saw that she was really working, and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing?"

"Go to work." Qiao Yuxian said weakly.

Zhao Meng felt that she seemed to be stimulated and began to be abnormal.After a moment of silence, he asked again: "Well, don't you care about this online?"

"It doesn't matter." Qiao Yuxian tapped the keyboard and said, "I want to see what else they can do. Anyway, I'm not the one who is most anxious now."

Zhao Meng opened his mouth and did not speak.

No, the most urgent thing now is Yi Xingcheng and Xi Mei.

"Xi Mei is so miserable." Zhao Mengdao, "Qin Xia, Qiao Weizhou, Yi Xingcheng. Is someone trying to kill Xi Mei?"

Listening to her words, Qiao Yuxian suddenly hit the Enter key twice.

Xindao: It's not that someone wants to kill Xi Mei, it's someone who wants to kill her!

"It's okay." Qiao Yuxian said calmly, "I can't see it, so I just pretend it didn't happen."

Zhao Meng wanted to say something else.

He Xin passed by her and suddenly glanced at her.

He Xin didn't say anything, just that one look was telling her not to chat during working hours.

Zhao Meng shut her mouth, didn't say anything, and started to work seriously.

Qiao Yuxian worked in silence all morning.

At lunch time, she talked to Zhao Meng and the others, and went upstairs to find Gu Yanjing
One chapter.

Goodnight everybody