Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

Just the spoon she used.

In front of her face, eat with relish.

Chuyu opens the quilt, gets off the bed and comes to the floor window.

She raised her hands to the glass, her head against it, and looked out of the window at the snow still falling.

Pei sanshao came up with the bowl. "When you are better, I will take you downstairs to make a snowman."

After a pause, he turned his head and looked at her quiet face. "Your main goal now is to get well."

The beginning language head slightly knock knock knock glass, the voice is stuffy: "can you not speak?"

Dislike his noise?

Pei San shaoxinsai nodded, "OK."

He went back to the tea table, put down the bowl, and returned to her again.

At the beginning of the speech, sometimes I look up, sometimes I look down.

He doesn't understand. Is the snow so beautiful?

I've been watching it for more than ten minutes. Isn't it boring?

At first, she put out her hand and tried to touch it. Her hand hit the glass and it hurt so much that she took a low breath.

"Does it hurt? Let me see!" Pei sanshao grabbed her hand nervously and examined it carefully.

The slender fingers, as white as green, have been red.

He gently rubbed, frowned, worried: "how can I be so careless."

"Nothing." Chu Yu wants to take back her hand. Pei sanshao doesn't allow it. He takes her hand and rubs it for a while before he stops.

Such a mode of alienation lasted until the third day.

Under the strong opposition of Chu Yu, Pei sanshao didn't continue to do the act of rubbing her bed.

But to the next bedroom.

This morning, Chu Yu was woken up by Pei sanshao. He would wake up every day, even on time than the alarm clock.

Seven thirty in the morning, still!

After breakfast, Chu Yu went back to her bedroom. She remembered that she still had a ledger in her suitcase.

So, she told Pei sanshao gently that she wanted her suitcase.

There was no mention of the ledger.

Pei sanshao also knew how much the shabby things meant to her, and this time he readily agreed.

And go back to the official residence to help her get it.

"Wait for me to come back." Pei sanshao bravely hugged her and left the apartment.

Chu Yu went into his study, found a Book of poems on his bookshelf, and went back to his bedroom.

Just as she was immersed in the aestheticism of the poetry collection, a sudden bell interrupted her attention.

She put down her book and went to the bedside table to pick up her cell phone.

Strange number, who will it be?

She hesitated for a moment and answered the phone: "Hello, who can I ask?"

The chief editor at that end of the formula asked: "is the first language?"? I'm the editor in chief. At that time, I dismissed your company and allocated the compensation. You can sign for it at the company. "

"Now?" Chuyu hesitated and looked out of the window at the snow.

"Yes, right now. What's the problem?"

"Can you call me directly? It's not very convenient for me to go out. "

The editor in chief smiled: "you have to go to the company and sign for acceptance. If you don't want to come, you will give up the compensation."

At the beginning of the conversation, she still owes Shen Junhua so much money, and the compensation is also money.

She couldn't watch the money that belonged to her slip through her fingers.

"OK, I'll go to the company right away." Hang up and open the closet.

I changed my pajama, put on my warm sweater and down jacket, and wrapped them tightly from head to toe before I picked up my cell phone and left the apartment.