999 times of deep love: the emperor is spoiled

Chapter 41 Illusions
"Hey, come on, let's stop showing our affection in front of them because they are so pitiful alone." Qu Zhaozhao got up, pulled Tang Doumi up by the way, and then straightened his messy hair, asking, "You just said you were being followed?"

"Yes." Back to the topic, Tang Doumi sat by the bed, recalling the scene just now, unavoidably a little scared, "Do you think I was targeted by some hooligans? It was really scary just now. Fortunately, it's daytime... I have decided that, for my personal safety and health, from today onwards, I will never go out at night again!"

"I've said it all, unless that person doesn't wear glasses, it's impossible to follow you." Lin Xiaomo moved a chair and sat down in front of the bed, crossed his legs, and continued to eat instant noodles.

He You rubbed his chin: "I also think it's unlikely that the other party will take a fancy to your beauty..." After receiving Tang Doumi's resentful gaze, He You smiled and continued, "Don't rush to stare at me. Me, I haven't finished talking yet... I think there may not be only one reason for stalking, maybe it's..."

"Okay, okay, don't guess here." Qu Zhaozhao interrupted He You, and instead poked Tang Doumi's forehead, "You thought you were filming a TV series, and you still followed, I see It’s because you didn’t sleep well last night and you’re hallucinating today!”

"It's...very real, okay! I can already see that person's head! It's scary coming out of the alley."

"Then tell me what he looks like?"

"This……"

"Ok?"

"I don't see clearly..."

"What about physical characteristics?"

"I only see his head..."

Qu Zhaozhao rolled his eyes, and said with a final word: "Illusion!"

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As night falls, the moonlight enters the house, and what time is the remaining star.

Tang Doumi was sleeping on the upper bunk, doing a 360-degree tumbling motion without dead ends, making the bed creaking, and Qu Zhaozhao, who was on the opposite bunk, threw another pillow: "Be safe!"

"Ahhhhh." Tang Doumi threw the pillow back casually, sat up, resting on the chicken nest head, and scratched his hair messily, "I miss Lulu so much, I really want to go to his house to find him. He."

"Then go, no one is stopping you."

"But... I'm afraid..." Thinking of the feeling that someone will follow after you take a step, Tang Doumi panicked, as if your every move was being watched by others. Stop following your footsteps, maybe at some inadvertent moment, you were clicked by him before you could react...

"What's scary, it's all said to be an illusion."

"It's not..." Just as he was speaking, Qu Zhaozhao, who was on the opposite bed, suddenly frowned, and his face gradually turned pale. Tang Doumi asked, "Zhaozhao, what's wrong with you?"

"It hurts a bit..." Qu Zhaozhao pressed his stomach.

"Did you eat recklessly again today?" Qu Zhaozhao has chronic gastroenteritis, and he may get sick if he eats a little spicy or cold food.

Tang Doumi hurriedly climbed out of bed along the ladder, opened Qu Zhaozhao's desk drawer, found gastrointestinal medicine inside, poured four pills in his palm, took another glass of warm water, crawled to Qu Zhaozhao's bedside, and put The pills and glass of water were handed to her.

"Thank you, Mimi..." After taking the medicine, Qu Zhaozhao lay down on the bed covering his stomach, and smiled at Tang Doumi, "It's all right, I've got an old problem, just lie down and be fine."

(End of this chapter)