101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

He probed her head, then went to take the thermometer and stuck it in her mouth. After measuring, he confirmed that the temperature was 379. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw her face, he was full of anger.

"Damn woman, if something happens every two days or so, your skin will itch!" He gritted his teeth at Xinshangshang who had fallen asleep, "If there is another time, I will never forgive you!"

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It was already late at night when Shangshang woke up, she was lying on the bed in the bedroom blankly, without turning on the light.The soft moonlight came in through the window, making the quiet bedroom a bit cold that she couldn't bear.

There was no trace of sleeping around her, she was sure she was the only one.

When Chang Mian asked her, she wanted to shrink into the tortoise shell and pretend to be dizzy to escape, but as soon as she fell down, she really fainted, and now she had enough sleep but suffered from insomnia.

She doesn't care what she can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. She is just sad that the deadline given to her by the director has completely expired, and now even if she returns to China, she will miss the opportunity.

Shangshang closed her eyes in a broken jar, she had already missed the opportunity, the most desired opportunity was gone, why did she still care about how Chang Mian treated her?

Left and right are just taught by him, who is afraid of whom!

There was a soreness in Changshang's heart, and her stomach growled. She touched her stomach, got up in disbelief, and went downstairs to find something to eat.

When she was cooking noodles and fried poached eggs alone in the kitchen, she suddenly felt a little relieved.

She thought, now I don't have to look forward to anything, and there is nothing to look forward to, and I don't have to think about how to go back to China anymore.

I have a breeze in my sleeves, I want to eat and drink, I want to have fun while suffering, and I want to be happy!

I really don't know whether to be angry with myself or what.

In the middle of the night, a person was standing in the kitchen cooking noodles, singing the theme song of a TV series I watched recently, as if very relaxed:

"Step by step, walk on the beach, step on your footprints, walk the road you have walked; step by step, keep in sync and listen quietly, it's hard to talk about not caring, the sea along the way is not dry, the world is big, and the heart is surging I don't care, the road of growth is ups and downs, as long as I have you, I feel that is happiness..."

She didn't see that there was a man standing behind her with his arms folded, listening to her singing with a bit of sadness and depression but pretending to be relaxed.

Chang Mian shook her head, turned and went back to her room.

Changshang thought that Chang Mian would come up with some inhuman tricks to punish her.But in the next few days, Chang Mian actually took the initiative to give up the bedroom, and never stepped into her room again.

No matter whether they meet her in the living room, yard or corridor, they don't even look at her, as if they completely treat her as a little transparent.

The sentinel and his subordinates in the villa looked normal, Aoyu still played mahjong with her, and those people would smile at her.

Shangshang didn't know what Chang Mian meant by that, anyway, after two days of anxiety, she met Chang Mian again, and learned from him to treat him like air.

Except for his constant supervision of her running in the morning, the two of them were almost strangers.

I don't know if she broke her limit after persisting for a day. In the past few days, she has been running in the morning, and she can persist more and more every day, and she is not as tired as the first day.

Although sometimes he still suffers from his little leather whip.

After the morning run, she stood in the yard to rest for a few minutes as usual, went back to take a shower as usual, and went downstairs to have dinner with everyone.

Although in South Africa, there are soy milk fritters, milk bread, steamed buns filled with soup... Chinese and Western dishes are available, and there are several senior generals sitting in front of the dinner table.