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Knock and knock --

Gu xiatong knocked at the door of the study.

"Ink is the wind, ready to eat."

"Well." Across a door, the study came out of the light voice of the ink.

Still in the breath of ink, Gu xiatong did not open the door as usual.

In the study.

Mo Yufeng heard Gu xiatong step by step away sound, only secretly relieved.

He did not deal with the work as Gu xiatong imagined, but the whole person was leaning on the back of the chair, one hand pressed the position of his stomach, and there was a lot of sweat on his forehead, and his lips were white.

Compared with the ink imperial wind, which was powerful before, he could be called "weak and strong".

It should be too hard to hurt, ink against the wind face is getting worse and worse.

The burning and tingling sensation from the stomach, even those like Mo Yufeng, are intolerable.

In fact, this pain began an hour ago, that is, ink has been suffering for an hour.

He was able to work at the beginning, and it was only 20 minutes before Gu xiatong came up, that was really unbearable.

Gu xiatong, with a big heart, didn't hear the depression in the voice of the ink wind, and did not know that a person with serious stomach disease could not be hungry at all.

From a certain alternative perspective, Gu xiatong really retaliated against the ink imperial wind.

After putting the dishes and chopsticks in place, Gu xiatong saw the ink under the wind, and it was no different from the usual.

She just glanced in the kitchen and prepared to serve.

We can have dinner when we have the last bone soup.

When Gu xiatong brought the soup out, the ink on the table did not know when it had been eaten.

It seems that the speed of eating is faster than usual, but it is still so elegant.

No words, put the soup on the table, Gu xiatong also silently ate up.

After dinner, Gu xiatong went to the kitchen to wash, until she came out again, ink Yufeng has been upstairs.

Think about it, Gu xiatong hot milk up, but did not see the shadow of ink in the study.

Walking back to the bedroom, the ink of a bathrobe was just closing the cabinet, and then he lay on the bed, as if he was ready to sleep.

Gu xiatong wondered how early he slept tonight.

Put the milk on one side of the cabinet, Gu xiatong will definitely stand there, motionless stare at the ink to resist the wind.

The posture seemed to see a flower in his face.

I wonder if Gu xiatong's eyes are too hot, ink to resist the wind suddenly opened eyes.

Gu xiatong did not have time to move his eyes, just by the ink wind, face can not help but flash a bit of embarrassment.

"Cough Well, since you're not sleeping, let's talk about business. "

"No time." Mo Yu wind finished and ready to shut eyes.

"You wait." Gu xiatong hurriedly stopped.

"If you have a word, give you three minutes."

"Is the funds of Xingyi and Feitong company intercepted by you? I have estimated the loss. In just a few hours, the two companies have lost more than hundreds of millions. I don't expect you to compensate for our losses, but should you explain why you should do something against us

Gu xiatong heart has not willing to see ink Yufeng hunhun does not care about the appearance of more fire.

"I don't know where you offended. I know you cover up the sky by hand in city a, but you can't tell you so well. Since you know that the two companies are my and Xing Fei, I don't have to hide them. But if you give a word, I believe that our crisis will be lifted soon."

After all, their development in a city has no deep foundation of MS international, although they have little achievements, and they are not the rivals of Mo Yufeng.

But as long as the ink resist the wind a word, then their trouble is not trouble.

This is why Gu xiatong and Xing Fei both feel that they must find ink to resist the wind.

"You know, we are allies, and we are not in the middle of the nest."

"That's it?" Ink to resist the wind asked.

Gu xiatong looked at his watch, just three minutes, but the Mo Yufeng guy has been closed.

"Well."

Gu xiatong replied that the breath was unstable, and he could not see the ink against the wind. She always felt like she was looking at a group of fog, and never knew what it was after the fog.

I don't know the ruthlessness of the ink imperial wind, but Gu xiatong never worries, even feels that those people who are dealt with by the ink imperial wind are weak, and it is not worth sympathy.

But this time Gu xiatong suddenly, when he waved the sickle in his hand to herself, she would also become the weak in her mouth, would feel that the ink against the wind is cruel, cruel to her even not aware of the cent has been defeated.

This man, if it is the enemy, is too terrible.

Gu xiatong just looked at the ink to resist the wind, waiting for his response.

After a long time, Mo Yufeng said: "finish sleeping."Gu xiatong: "......"

Feeling what she just said was playing the piano against the ox?

The lamp on the side of the Mo Yufeng has been turned off. Gu xiatong realizes that he is really asleep.

This cognition makes Gu xiatong depressed, she can not pull up the ink to keep asking.

After washing, Gu xiatong turns off the light and sleeps.

……

The next day, because of the things in her heart, Gu xiatong was very successful insomnia, so that she had already passed her work hours when she got up this morning.

This is not what, more magical is, Gu xiatong woke up to find that the man beside is still sleeping.

Usually, Mo Yufeng wakes up early. Gu xiatong has come back to take a shower when he gets up.

And today, what's the matter?

"Ink is windy, get up, and be late for work." At this time Gu xiatong has finished washing, is looking for clothes.

Did not hear the response, Gu xiatong turned around, from the wardrobe to the bedside.

"Ink is the wind, wake up, ink is the wind." Gu xiatong reached out and patted the face of the ink to resist the wind.

Just this shot, Gu xiatong's face changed.

It's hot.

How can the face of the ink resist the wind so hot?

Gu xiatong felt his face and forehead, which was really hot.

There is a fever.

Gu xiatong went out of his bedroom to find the medicine box.

……

When Mo Yufeng woke up, he was familiar with the equipment, proving that he was still at home.

A head seems to have a thousand gold weight, ink to rise in the wind moment, found that he was all over the body, had to lie back.

This makes it very uncomfortable to have no experience of the taste of illness.

At this time, Gu xiatong, who twisted his handkerchief, came out of the bathroom, took the Puzi on the forehead of the ink to resist the wind and replaced it with a new one.

"You wake up. Didn't you know about the fever last night? Fortunately, 38 degrees, physical cooling can be, take some medicine later, sleep and see again. " Gu xiatong said as he changed his Pakis.

"What time is it?"

The voice of Mo Yufeng makes both people stunned. What is the hoarse voice.

Gu xiatong immediately handed in a cup of hot water. "It's 11 o'clock when it's hot. I'll have lunch later and sleep after lunch. I have told Li Mu there. He will look at it in the company. Don't worry about the rest of you."