hello fireman

Chapter 92 Apples and Medicine
"Live?!" Miguo asked in surprise.

Aunt Xu smiled and explained: "It's the soldiers of our fire brigade. They are doing well. Every time they come here to dispatch the police or check the fire prevention facilities, they will go to the roof of our house to see if there is any leak."

Mi Guo looked up and saw the old mottled watermarks on the wall of Aunt Xu's house, and couldn't help feeling distressed, "Aunt Xu, when did you start living by yourself?"

"It's been more than ten years, Xu Xu, oh, Xu Xu is my son. After Xu Xu's father left, our mother and son depended on each other." Aunt Xu poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Mi Guo.

Mi Guo quickly took it, "Thank you."

"Thank you, you child, you are very polite. Auntie is poor here, and there is nothing to entertain you. I have wronged you." Aunt Xu pointed to the simple furnishings at home, with a guilty expression on her face.

Mi Guo waved his hand, "What did you say? It's pretty good. Really, Auntie, you see, although there is no furniture in the house, you have cleaned it very well and have a homely atmosphere. I think it's pretty good."

Aunt Xu smiled, "You are the same as Xu Xu. Although it is to comfort me, I am very happy every time I listen to it."

Mi Guo pointed to the smiling mother and son in the photo frame on the coffee table, "Xu Xu is so handsome!"

Speaking of her son, Aunt Xu's face was full of pride, "Xu Xu is a sensible child, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to make it this far." As she spoke, Aunt Xu sighed again, "It's me, it's me I'm dragging the kids down."

"What's the matter, Aunt Xu, is Xu Xu doing well at school?"

"He went to university in Wuhan. He is a senior this year. He secretly gave up his postgraduate quota for me. He planned to work after graduation. If his teacher didn't think it was a pity and called home, I didn't know. Sigh , It's all my fault, I dragged him down." Aunt Xu felt guilty.

"Don't say that, Xu Xu knows that you are still working hard for him, and he will definitely study hard. Then Aunt Xu, is Xu Xu still a graduate student?" Mi Guo asked.

"Go! I'm forcing him, and I want to force him to continue his studies. Such a good opportunity, others can't ask for it, how can he say that he won't get it. Oh, by the way, come and fix the plumbing for me later** , is Xu Xu's most admired person, I want to ask him to persuade Xu Xu, Xu Xu will not listen to anyone but him!" As soon as Aunt Xu finished speaking, the door rang.

"Dangdangdang-"

Aunt Xu came back, and when she was about to get up, Mi Guo ran over, "I'll drive!"

"Who is it?" Mi Guo turned the lock and opened the door.

There are no lights in the corridor, only a rough outline can be seen vaguely, wow, this person is so tall. .

Just as Mi Guo was about to ask again, she heard a familiar male voice say to her, "Me."

Immediately afterwards, another voice said, "Yue Tingchuan."

what--

Yue Tingchuan? !

Oh my god, no wonder the aura is different after opening the door. .

Mi Guo was stunned for a moment, then quickly got out of the way, and waved slightly at the person opposite, "Hi! Yue Tingchuan, we meet again."

Yue Tingchuan was also taken aback, he took the toolbox, walked sideways into the room, faced the light, and finally saw the face of this petite girl clearly.

He stared at Miguo for more than five seconds, the corners of his graceful lips moved slightly, "Miguo."

After finishing speaking, he walked in, "Aunt Xu, I'm here."

Mi Guo covered her mouth, laughing, he still recognizes her, haha, he actually recognizes her. .

Aunt Xu's attitude towards Yue Tingchuan was very familiar and natural. They talked a few words, and Yue Tingchuan went straight into the kitchen to get busy. Aunt Xu reported to Yue Tingchuan while pouring water for Yue Tingchuan and Miguo Watching the recent situation of his son Dong Xu.

She talked about Xuxu giving up her research quota, and before asking Yue Tingchuan for help, Yue Tingchuan's powerful promise came from the kitchen, "Leave it to me, and I will handle it."

Aunt Xu was very grateful and wanted to say something, but she heard Yue Tingchuan say: "Call Mi Guo to come in and do me a favor."

Aunt Xu and Mi Guo were taken aback.

"Let me come, Mi Guo is a guest, how can I let her work." Aunt Xu wanted to enter the kitchen, but Mi Guo took the first step, "I'll be fine, you rest."

Aunt Xu felt strange, she asked Yue Tingchuan through the door: "Xiao Yue, how do you know Mi Guo, you also know her name."

Just as Mi Guo followed Yue Tingchuan's gesture and picked up the wrench on the ground, she couldn't help but blush when she heard Aunt Xu's question. .

Still don't say it.

The past is unbearable. .

Yue Tingchuan didn't seem to hear.

He turned his back to her, ignored the watermark on the ground, knelt down on one knee, and concentrated on unscrewing the broken faucet with a wrench.

Mi Guo patted her chest, rejoicing secretly, but suddenly met a pair of dark and deep eyes, she was startled, she automatically held her breath and waited, she saw something flashing past in those eyes, and then , she heard Yue Tingchuan's deep and slow voice, "I have eaten her apples, and I have also eaten a bag of her medicine."

Miguo was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

apple!medicine!

Sickness, medicine, he also remembers it!
In addition, are they too close now? She felt that the hot breath she exhaled could be sprayed on his face, and an indescribably good smell from him also got into her nose.

And his eyelashes, God, she has never seen a man with such long eyelashes, okay, visually, two centimeters?

Not two centimeters, but one centimeter seven or eight, anyway, she was stunned by Yue Tingchuan with long eyelashes.

"Take a flashlight." He suddenly said, pointing to the simple flashlight on the ground.

Mi Guo held his breath, picked up the flashlight from the ground, and stared at him blankly.

Yue Tingchuan also looked at her, and after a few seconds, he frowned slightly, "Open it, according to my hand."

"..." Mi Guo's face instantly sank into the dust.

Ashamed.

She thought that the next time would be difficult, but what she didn't expect was that watching Yue Tingchuan change the water pipe was also an artistic enjoyment.Maybe it’s because he usually touches the water gun more often, but his movements are so proficient that people and gods are indignant. His fingers are very long, and under the spotlight, they shine like jade. All his fingertip movements are like playing the piano. But it has a more realistic aesthetic than the best pianist.

Mi Guo has never known that a person can easily attract the attention of others by relying on abilities other than language alone. Today, she has seen it. Yue Tingchuan is such a god-man. Let those around you feel his presence.

With the last swipe of his fingertips, Yue Tingchuan reminded Miguo in a low voice: "Okay."

Mi Guo was still intoxicated, unexpectedly Yue Tingchuan stood up abruptly, and the heads of the two hit each other hard!
Mi Guo let out a muffled groan, leaned back, and the flashlight flew out immediately.Subconsciously, Yue Tingchuan stretched out his arm, reached Mi Guo's waist, and stopped her falling force, then stretched out his right hand, received the flashlight, and held it firmly in his hand.

Mi Guo didn't know what was going on, she was pressed into a broad and warm chest by a big hand.

Her head was in a daze, and she couldn't figure out what was going on. After a while, when her head didn't hurt so much and her nose regained its aura, she let out a cry, and under Yue Tingchuan's gaze, she raised her head and talked with him. Looking.

"Ah, I'm sorry, did I bump into you?" Mi Guo was extremely annoyed, as if she would have something to do every time she was in front of Yue Tingchuan.

Yue Tingchuan looked at her with deep eyebrows, unable to see clearly, "No."

She groaned, a little strange, she could clearly feel the temperature of his skin with such a violent impact.

Just as she was about to help him check it out, there was a sudden chill on her forehead. She was startled and stood still.

Yue Tingchuan's fingers rested on the red and swollen part of her forehead, and pressed down lightly, "Hiss—" Her facial features tightened, and she hissed in protest.But seeing Yue Tingchuan's face close at hand, she forced herself to relax, try to relax, if not loose. .

He made another effort with his hand, and she hissed again, turning her face to stare at him, but within a second, she became a bullied Migo again.

Yue Tingchuan repeated it several times, and in the end, even a person with such determination couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A person's expression can be so exciting, he is convinced!

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding, Yue Tingchuan forced himself to turn his head, and at the moment Miguo took a breath and quietly retreated, "Don't move."

Migo froze in place.

She didn't even dare to move her eyes, this man was too scary, she wouldn't dare to move if he didn't let him move.

She saw Yue Tingchuan rummaging for something on the cabinet countertop of Aunt Xu's house. He picked up a bottle, opened the lid and smelled it, then put it down, picked up another bottle, and continued to smell it. Pick up the last bottle with the smallest size, put it in front of your nose, and bow your head.

"What are you going to do?!" Mi Guo couldn't bear it anymore.

Is this person going to be a gangster after he's done sex?
Yue Tingchuan ignored her, opened the bottle, then poured some liquid from the bottle on his fingers, and walked towards her.

She instinctively stepped back, but when her wrist burned, she threw herself forward.

"You—" Before she could utter the words, her forehead suddenly felt cold, and then there was another burst of piercing pain. She was about to yell, but she heard his warning voice: "Don't yell!"

I really dare not call.

She looked up at him, feeling his hand moving at a constant speed on her forehead again.

It hurt a lot at first, and it made her grin her round mouth several times, but later on, she wondered if the man in front of her was so seductive and delicious that she forgot the pain. His massage technique was so good that she His nose was filled with the smell of sesame oil, and he still refused to let him stop.

However, someone is much more sober than her.

Yue Tingchuan stopped his movements, pointed his round face under his hands at the light above his head, and took a picture.

His slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, and his tone became more relaxed, "Okay, it won't be swollen anymore."

(End of this chapter)