Good Morning, Dear

Cheng Qingyao didn't agree with anyone, so she took Lin xiner's orders.

In order to find Mo Li, she is really hard enough to call from yesterday to today. It's four o'clock in the morning. She still refuses to give up and continues to play. I really want to ask her if she doesn't have to sleep or leave? They all have the right to be on call 24 hours a day?

Bad!

Super uncomfortable!

Lin xiner's voice came from there again. Without yesterday's gentleness and vulnerability, there was only anger and grievance: "Secretary Cheng, I don't know where I offended you. Why didn't you answer my phone? Why didn't you let me find Mo Li? You are Mo Li's secretary. You have the obligation and responsibility to transfer the phone for me so that I can find him at any time when I need it."

"Miss Lin, not long after I first came to Morse group, I just wanted to ask whether I didn't understand Morse's rules, or you didn't understand Morse's rules?" Cheng Qingyao's unhappiness was magnified by multiple. She didn't give in any more and went back directly.

Lin Xin'er's voice said, "what do you mean?"

"I'm Mr. Mo's secretary. That's all right. But what about Mr. Mo? Is he also miss Lin's secretary? Why should he be on call at any time? Why should he let Miss Lin find it anytime and anywhere? Mr. Mo has countless women and every woman makes such requests. Can he be busy alone? Does Mr. Mo's group still need to do business? Will the group still need to do business Don't work? Or is Miss Lin's phone enough to pay Mohs employees and support their families? "

"..." Lin Xin'er was turned over. At the same time, she remembered Miss Ji's words. The new secretary had a powerful mouth and a big temper. I didn't believe it at first, but I can't believe it now: "Secretary Cheng, I didn't mean that. You know I was ill yesterday..."

"Miss Lin, as I said just now, President Mo has a lot of women. In other words, there are many women. In addition to you, there must be other women who are also sick. In that sentence, if you are sick, go to him. Is he a reborn Hua Tuo or a reborn Bian que? Have the hospitals in city a been closed, or have the doctors in city a changed their profession, and no one can cure your disease?"

"I..."

"Also, Zhang Yangfei clearly told me that he has found a private doctor and a nanny for you. That is to say, you can call a private doctor when you are sick and a nanny for three meals a day. As for Mo Zong's money, OK. Do you still think Mo Zong has to work hard and take the money to raise idle people?"

"..." Lin Xin'er said, but her mouth seemed to be worn. She said all the reasonable words, so she had to turn around and change the reason: "I'm really ill..."

"I didn't say your illness was fake, so you don't have to explain it like this." Cheng Qingyao killed her, killed her, saw what she could fit, and impolitely hung up the phone: "Miss Lin, this time is my rest time. If you have something particularly important, you can contact Zhang Yangfei. Zhang Yangfei can't handle it, he will give it back to me, and I will report it to President Mo again."

That's it. Bye!

Unfortunately, she threw her cell phone aside and forgot what she was going to do with her cell phone. After a while, she remembered that she wanted to fix breakfast for Mo Li. As a result, I didn't order breakfast and was angry.

Forget it, don't order it. It's easy for him to starve to death!

But what's the matter with him? What look? Won't your eyes close or your eyelids blink? Keep looking at her in two straight lines with your eyes open. What does this mean?

Want some water?

Want to pee?

Uncomfortable?

Cheng Qingyao couldn't guess. He reached out and touched his forehead. It seemed a little hotter than just now. He fed him water. He looked at her while drinking water. It was very vague and close. His voice was very clear in his ear... This time it was not like a fake or an illusion. Would she not disappear if he touched it?

The whole person was so confused and floating that her brain couldn't turn around. Her raised hand couldn't find the center of gravity and hit her hand holding the cup askew.

"Ah, spilled." the water in the cup spilled a lot. She quickly took away the cup and wiped it for him with a paper towel. Wipe his face, wipe his neck, and then wipe the water on his hands. In that way, he finally touched her hand, so warm and soft, did not disappear, and the person was still in his blurred vision.

Laughed.

splendid.

Finally let him succeed once.

He smiled happily, stuck his face to her, closed his eyes and whispered: "accompany me... Don't go again... Just once..." his voice was very small, very small, almost silent. Cheng Qingyao didn't hear what he said, but he could feel his mood and attached to her.

Once again, he was cruel, pressed the quilt for him, and then gently stroked his face: "Go to sleep! I'll stay here with you tonight. When you get well, we'll have a good talk. I've told you everything before, and I've told you everything I read. If you can accept our conditions, we'll go on. If you can't accept it this time, we respect you. Let's get together and break up. Don't hurt and torture each other like this."

In other words, this will be a new beginning and a new end.

She was resigned to the specific results.

I'm really tired. I don't want to hesitate, struggle and swing like this.

Dare not move, let him sleep next to him. When he was completely asleep, she picked up her mobile phone and called the front desk to order breakfast. Just as she was about to pinch the phone, she heard a familiar woman's voice at the other end of the phone.

The voice was talking to the front desk across the distance. It was very light and far away. Cheng Qingyao couldn't really hear it. He felt that the voice was a little familiar and a little different. Want to listen carefully, the front desk hung up her phone. She couldn't hear anything, and the original peace returned to her ears.

It's just, isn't it?

Is it the voice she is familiar with?

Looking at the time, I felt unlikely, so I didn't think much. I slipped down the quilt and hugged him to sleep.

Their bodies were close together. He slept well, but she couldn't sleep. Because he was very hot, he made him very hot before long. He sweated all over and couldn't get his feet out of the quilt. He lifted the quilt away with his feet.

Fortunately, he shivered again, forcing her to cover the quilt tightly again. After that, she felt the heat, the heat of fire, the heat of dehydration... And fell asleep vaguely under all kinds of heat

I don't know how long they slept or what posture they slept in. Cheng Qingyao was suddenly awakened from her sleep by a knock on the door. She rubbed her eyes, slightly opened a crack and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 6:15 a.m.

I've only slept for two hours. No wonder I can't open my eyes.

Turning to the side, he slept soundly and steadily, his whole body slept very low, his face was close to her chest, and his hand held her waist. This is what they used to do. Either she sleeps like this or he sleeps like this.

She smiled. She had no time to be shy or feel the past, because the knocking on the door continued. Afraid of waking him, she dared not delay. She gently took away his hand and touched his head. It was still very hot, but it was not as hot as yesterday. It was estimated that it was stable at about 38.5 degrees.

"Come, come, don't knock!" took away his hand and slid out of bed. He didn't wake up, as if he hadn't slept for many years and could finally have a good sleep. She crept to open the door. She thought it was Dr. Liu knocking at the door. Unexpectedly, he had to have an injection and treatment today.

Run gently.

Gently pull the door open.

However, there was no one outside the door and no one was seen. It seemed that the knock just now was just an illusion and auditory hallucination.

She felt strange. How could such a clear knock on the door be auditory hallucination? Take two steps outside, look left, right... I haven't seen it clearly on the right. I saw a white shadow suddenly rush towards her, grab her arm and pull her out

She couldn't stand it at all. She stumbled forward and fell to the wall, holding her hands. In a hurry to look back, I saw that the white figure had flashed in, closed the door, pulled the door bolt and closed her in the front of the door.

Crazy!

Crazy!

Cheng Qingyao hurriedly rushed over and patted the door: "open the door, open the door, you fucking open the door for me..."