Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

Qing Yaoer catches a waiter and keeps asking about stairs, elevators and other places, but the waiter seems to be new here and doesn't understand Chinese at all!

Grit one's teeth to push away her, fine Yao son saw a behind death gradually close of three people, ran again.

At the foot of the shoes do not know when lost, smooth floor through the piercing cold.

I don't know where I've gone. Everything in front of Qing Yao'er begins to blur. Can't the medicine be suppressed any more

Qing Yao'er is a little desperate all of a sudden.

She didn't know how long she had been here, but she couldn't leave. Even when she met someone else, she couldn't understand her current situation, let alone lend a helping hand.

The fear of being in a different place, the constant erosion of medicine, the pursuit of men, under heavy pressure, Qing Yaoer has some mental breakdown.

The cold wind is blowing, and the sky is gradually gloomy. Qingyaoer is standing on the top of the building and shivering. She only wears a thin shirt.

Sitting under the guardrail, Qing Yao'er looks at the three people walking slowly.

Qing Yao'er thinks that in this case, she will think of boa constrictor, Xia Anning, and even an Yize. However, the name in her mind is Wan Yi Shao Yu.

The man's hand slowly approaches, at the moment when he touches Qing Yao'er, "Peng!" The sound of a gun, the man fell.

As the man slowly fell to the ground, the figure of Wan Yi Shao Yu gradually became clear.

Wan Yi Shao quickly solved the other two and ran over.

Here he comes

He understood my code

At this moment, in the eyes of Qing Yao'er, Wan Yi Shao is the miracle of rushing into hell, so dazzling.

Qing Yao'er's eyes narrowed a radian, the corners of his mouth rose, the heat lost its suppression, suddenly rose, completely unconscious.

This time, it should be occupied.

………………

"Well." Fine Yao son brow lock, headache unbearable issue a exhort.

Hearing the news, Wan Yi Shao put down his mobile phone and came in from the balcony to help her plug it. He was asked, "how are you doing? Are you better?"

"Dr. Zhang, come up." Wan Yishao rang the communication bell.

Before he could speak, a doctor in a white coat had already pushed the door in.

After an examination, Dr. Zhang said, "there's no big problem. The effect in her body has been almost neutralized. Drink more water and don't do strenuous exercise in recent days. It's OK."

Wan Yi Shao nodded and poured her a cup of hot tea.

Qing Yao'er looked at the cup of hot tea in his hand, "I can't sit up, and my hands are not strong."

Wan Yishao puts the hot tea aside and holds Qing Yaoer up. Just when Qing Yaoer thinks she is going to feed her tea, Wan Yishao puts two pillows behind her.

“……” Qing Yao'er smokes from the corner of his mouth.

Your sister's I've made it so obvious that you can't see what's going on!

"Why not?" Wan Yi Shao asked.

Qing Yao'er continued to work hard: "it's too hot." Subconscious is - you help me blow.

Wan Yi Shao looked at the white smoke of hot tea, nodded in agreement, then put the cup back to the bedside table, "let it cool before drinking."

“……” White smoke came from the top of Qing Yao'er's head.

Qing Yao'er gritted her teeth and said, "give me your mobile phone, and then go out and do your own business." When I came in just now, Wan Yishao was still on the phone. There should be something very important.