God even has a crush on me

Chapter 283

Meng Zhiqing took the opportunity to hold her little hand, led her to sit down on the bed, and handed her a bowl of warm porridge with vegetables and lean meat, "Try my mother's cooking."

"Thank you, Teacher Meng." Han Ning'er thanked her in a low voice, picked up the spoon, and started to eat the porridge.

Meng Zhiqing stood aside quietly, took a step back, leaned his back against the wall, and watched her every move condescendingly.

She really made him feel unbearable, what should he do to restore the smile on her face?

She shouldn't be like this now, she smiles innocently, never troubled, that's the real Han Ning'er.

Seeing him staring at her strangely, Han Ning'er felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Meng, what is this place?"

"This is my home." He replied truthfully.

"Your house..." Han Ning'er frowned slightly, with charming eyes, "Why am I in your house? Do I have a home? Do you know where my home is?"

"You..." Meng Zhiqing was overwhelmed by her question.

She has a family, but is homeless. He couldn't bear to tell her this kind of answer.

"Did something happen to my family?" she asked again.

Meng Zhi sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Don't think about it too much, finish the porridge first, you are too weak now, you need a good rest."

"Okay then, I'll listen to you." She obediently continued to eat porridge without speaking.

After eating for a while, I finished a bowl of porridge, went to the toilet after eating, and then lay back on the bed, but I didn't feel sleepy anyway.

Meng Zhi sat quietly by the bed, staring at her pretty face worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Meng, I just saw a scar on my face in the mirror. What's going on?"

"Accidentally fell, the stitches can be removed in a short time, and there will be no scars. Don't worry."

She sighed and said in a low voice, "I feel like I don't really want to get rid of this scar, and it doesn't matter if I keep it."

"Ning'er, don't think about it, sleep well." Meng Zhiqing couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to hold her little hand, not wanting her to think about it anymore, so that she would never be happy.

"Uh..." She nodded and closed her eyes leisurely, "Good night."

"Good night." He said good night softly, but he didn't leave immediately, he had to wait for her to fall asleep before rest assured.

Taking one last look at her, he walked out lightly.

The night passed like this, and the next morning, Han Ning'er woke up drowsily, and opened her eyes to see the completely unfamiliar ceiling, which shocked her.

where is this place?
By the way, she remembered, she had a fever last night and fainted in front of Meng Zhiqing, she had no memory of what happened afterwards.

Could it be that this is Meng Zhiqing's house?
Just as he was fascinated by the thought, a man suddenly came out of the bathroom, wearing only a pair of black pants, and he was changing clothes.

Meng Zhiqing didn't wear any shoes on her feet, and her steps were very light, making almost no sound. She quickly walked to the wardrobe, opened it, took out a white shirt, and put it on.

Han Ning'er's pretty face turned red little by little, and she quickly retracted her little head into the quilt, feeling bitter and annoyed in her heart. If she guessed correctly, this is probably Meng Zhiqing's room.

Oh my god... She actually spent the whole night in Meng Zhiqing's room. Although she didn't take off her clothes, she still felt something.

Meng Zhiqing put on her clothes on her own, suddenly remembered something, couldn't help but look back, and found that someone's small face was buried in the quilt, and the quilt was clearly shaking.

she woke up?
Meng Zhiqing was startled for a moment, then buttoned the second button from the top, and the jacket was considered ready.

He walked slowly to the bed and whispered, "Are you awake?"

Han Ning'er poked out half of her head cautiously, and said sullenly, "You can definitely send me to the hospital."

"Hehe..." Meng Zhiqing couldn't help laughing, went to the bed and sat down, and confessed directly, "Last night you had a fever and couldn't remember anything, so I couldn't take care of you if I sent you to the hospital, stay at home How are you feeling now?"

Han Ning'er was stunned. She had a fever last night and couldn't remember anything?

Is her amnesia already this bad?Can't even remember that person's name?
If this continues, will she completely forget him?

Her heart hurts... Just thinking of him disappearing from her world made her heart unbearable, but this was obviously the path she chose, so what else could she do besides bear it?
Seeing her in a daze, Meng Zhiqing was a little worried, and asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

Han Ninger froze, looked up at his handsome face, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine, does your family know that I'm staying in your room overnight?"

"Well, you know everything." He replied truthfully.

Han Ning'er wailed in frustration, "Bad guy, you will misunderstand your family by doing this."

"Stop complaining, get up, I'll go to work later, and I'll take you back to school on the way." He couldn't help but rubbed her hair, just wanting to appease her emotions.

Han Ning'er pouted, but didn't reply.

He consciously exited the room before she dared to get up, hurried into the bathroom, and found a brand new pair of toothbrushes and a new towel on the sink.

That guy, do you want to take care of her like this... She just came here for a night.

No matter, there is still class this morning, so I have to act quickly.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she put on her coat and walked down with a thud, and unexpectedly found that he was the only one in his house, and everyone else seemed to have gone out.

Meng Zhiqing entertained her into the restaurant, and the two had breakfast together, and then he took her back to school along the way.

Han Ning'er got out of the car, said goodbye, and ran away. His car stayed on the school road, and he didn't look away until he couldn't see her figure.

After returning to the dormitory, all the roommates gathered around.

The old horse was the first to speak: "Ning'er, where did you fool around last night? Be honest and forgive me!"

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows. The roommates were also worried about her, and they answered truthfully: "I went to pay Teacher Meng yesterday, but I accidentally had a fever and passed out. Teacher Meng took me in for the whole night."

"I'll go..." Lao Ma lost his composure for a moment, and hurriedly warned her, "Ning'er, you forgot Professor Fang on your front heel, why are you hooking up with Teacher Meng again now, you can't be so fickle!"

The other roommates also nodded in agreement.

Han Ning'er let out a helpless sigh, and explained: "I just went to Mr. Meng to help me write an article, and I have no other intentions for him."

"What article?" the old horse asked.

Han Ning'er said: "The topic on Weibo related to me, the illegitimate daughter, was made by Teacher Meng for me."

All the roommates paused when they heard the words, Lao Ma was the first to react, and asked cautiously: "Ning'er, is it true what is said on Weibo?"

Han Ning'er nodded, "Well, I am Han Dawei's illegitimate daughter, domestic violence is real, and so is autism."

"My God..." The old horse couldn't help hugging her, "Why is our family Ning'er so miserable, woo woo woo..."

After speaking, he began to cry.

The other two roommates also became sad, and hugged them, and the girls hugged each other and burst into tears.

Han Ning'er exhaled softly. Fortunately, she still has these roommates who care about her. She is not alone. Fortunately...

　It's Dragon Boat Festival, my son has no zongzi to eat, please count the tickets as comfort... (The next chapter is Han Zhaolong's theater, the old rules, the longest chapter will not exceed 3 chapters)
　　
　
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