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Zhou Mingxu's fingers dropped to the skirt of his clothes, and he frowned and said, "What mean?"
"Ah," she scratched the end of her eyebrows, "just read a book, read a book."
He thought for a moment, and seemed to realize something.
"I mean the shrimp dumpling is in heat."
Qiao Yixi raised her head suddenly: "Didn't it be sterilized?"
"There will be estrus within three months of sterilization, which is a normal phenomenon," Zhou Mingxu said calmly, "It will be fine after a while."
Regardless of whether it is a male cat or a female cat, sterilization is good for their health and life expectancy, and it can also prevent shrimp dumplings from being merciless and becoming a "disqualified" father.
Qiao Yixi responded with a long ending, and then realized that the sound of shrimp dumplings tonight is indeed a bit unusual.
"Then, shall we do something for it?"
"No," Zhou Mingxu raised his hand to button the button again, "Now let's talk about your book."
She swallowed her throat, her eyes wandering: "What's wrong with my book?"
The young man tapped his slender fingers one by one, and said in a calm manner: "Say no to the life of indulgence? Claws of sin and devil? Clothes and beasts"
As a sister Xiao Qiao who is well prepared for cohabitation life and has careful thinking, she will naturally not make mistakes with low IQ.
For example, at this moment, in order to avoid the embarrassment after the warning, the steps she prepared for herself are
"It's not what you think," she said sincerely with bright eyes, "These are all the books I've been reading recently, because the title of the book is not particularly pleasant, so I just found something to wrap it up."
Qiao Yixi lifted the cover of "Cohabitation Forbidden Zone: Say No to Indulgent Life", and there is really something special inside, and it is the name of a new book.
Very good.
Not only can the title of the book be used as a reminder, but also can be properly rounded up after the reminder, without embarrassing both parties, and the click is over.
Zhou Mingxu glanced down, and the name of the new book in it was"101 Wedding Nights: Please Lightly, Mr. President".
Zhou Mingxu: ""
For this kind of novel it seems that it should be covered up.
Qiao Yixi also followed his gaze, a little surprised: ""
Before leaving, she casually grabbed three book packages on Shu Ran's desk, only now did she realize that they had such names.
She really doesn't understand why many contemporary female college students seem to have no desires, why they like to watch such things in private.
He hooked his lips and smiled lowly, not knowing what he was laughing at.
Turning around, he held back his smile before returning to the room, bit Shen Yin and said to her: "Then you have a good look."
Qiao Yixi pinched the bridge of her nose, and desperately stuffed the book back into the drawer.
Shu Ran is reliable, sows can climb trees.
There is a violin lesson on Saturday night, and Qiao Yixi will go there on time after reciting the cello.
Although she has already entered university and it seems that there is no need to make up professional courses, she still feels that it is difficult for the school teachers to take care of every student, but she cannot lower her requirements on herself.
Ten minutes before the end of get out of class, a familiar profile appeared outside the window on time.
The girl next to her poked Qiao Yixi with a score, "Hey, that one outside is here to wait for you again?"
"Strictly speaking, it's not waiting, but picking up." She whispered.
Without even thinking about it, Zhou Mingxu must have been dispatched by Zhou's mother to pick her up again.
It's great to have a son. I can leave everything to my son.
Daughter can't do it, don't worry about the girl running around at such a late hour.
Thinking of this wildly, Qiao Yixi said with emotion: "I also want to have a son."
The girl sitting next to her suddenly opened her eyes wide, and looked at her in disbelief: "Isn't it, you two have reached this point? Have you started discussing having children?"
She waved her hand: "You think too much, I just thought it was convenient for the boy, what has I to do with him"
"Okay, that's all for today's class, get out of class is over, everyone!"
The teacher's get out of class dismissal sounded, interrupting what she was about to say.
The person next to her didn't listen to her explanation, patted her on the shoulder affectionately, and then bounced away.
Qiao Yixi packed up her things and went out.
Some girls were unwilling to leave, chatting around the door, their eyes drifting uncontrollably to Zhou Mingxu.
I don't know what's going on with these girls.?He rubbed it on the pillow, his cheeks were slightly red, and he looked uncomfortable.
Leaning over, he stretched out three fingers and pressed her forehead.
very hot.
I have a fever.
"You have a fever," he said, "Where is your phone, I'll ask you to take a leave of absence first."
"Under the pillow" she said nasally, indistinctly, "I can't get up, I don't want to go to the hospital"
Zhou Mingxu moved his fingers: "Then I won't leave, I'll call the doctor."
"Hmm." She uttered a syllable in a nonchalant manner.
It was only after he got her mobile phone that he realized that there was a combination lock, and instead of asking her for the password, he sent a message to Zheng He instead.
Inform Qiao Yixi's roommate that she has a fever and cannot go to class.
Zheng He was stunned:? How do I know her roommate's contact information?
Go find it.
After sending these two words, he threw the phone aside.
The doctor won't come until half an hour later, and he found another quilt to cover her.
The little girl in the quilt was a little bit reluctant, arching and arching, like a little loach.
"¡¡hot."
"Just sweat a little," he tucked the quilt tighter, "don't kick around."
Qiao Yixi wrinkled her nose: "You are so strict today, Mom."
Zhou Mingxu: "I'm not your mother."
She squeezed one eye vigorously, lifted the lid of the other eye, glanced at her, and closed it again.
"Oh, Xiao Zhou."
She slept peacefully wrapped in a quilt, and the doctor came after a while and gave her a thermometer.
"Why did you have a fever?"
The boy's Adam's apple rolled, "It should be because the air conditioner blew cold air after the rain."
The doctor nodded, and after checking her temperature, she prescribed a box of medicine and a few fever-reducing stickers.
"Wake up later and ask her to get up and eat something mild, porridge or something."
He said yes and sent the doctor away.
He was not very familiar with taking care of the food for the first time, so he clicked on the delivery software and ordered two servings of porridge, then leaned against the window sill and stared blankly for a while.
After the porridge arrived, he tentatively asked, "Do you want to get up and drink the porridge?"
I thought she would not respond, but she nodded and sat up from the bed.
Then she leaned against the bedside and waited for the porridge, but she didn't intend to reach out to take it.
What does she meanwait for him to feed?
After all, this is exactly the same as the appearance of shrimp dumplings waiting to be fed when they are sick.
After a while, Zhou Mingxu picked up the spoon as if he was dead.
Forget it, anyway, it was because of giving him something that he had a fever.
The straight man Zhou scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to her lips, coughed, and beckoned her to eat.
Qiao Yixi took a big bite without even thinking about it, it was so hot that she almost died on the spot.
She shook her head back, her brows were slightly frowned, and the tip of her light pink tongue seemed to protrude out to cool down: "Is there any benefit to you if you burn me to death?"
The weakness in her whole body made her voice soft and not aggressive.
Not long after, he cooled down for a while, and passed another spoonful of porridge to her lips.
Qiao Yixi dodged to the side in resistance, "Don't be hot."
Zhou Mingxu took back the spoon, his eyes wandered for a while, as if he was doing some mental construction, then he accepted his fate and lowered his head helplessly, and blew twice on the porridge in the spoon.
The porridge was handed over again, and she hid to the side again, expressing her fear of the temperature.
"Not hot."
He pursed his lips uncomfortably, rolled his Adam's apple, and lowered his eyelids: "I've blown it."
The boy's voice was low, with a soothing and coaxing taste, rolling to his throat like cotton candy.
She opened her mouth to taste a sip, and found that it was not hot, so she swallowed it with satisfaction.
The little girl was so burned that her eyes were closed, her head was raised up, her mind was in a mess like boiled paste, and she spoke entirely by instinct.
She raised her lips and smiled, and the dimple sank into it like a trap: "Are you blowing it too?"
Zhou Mingxu was silent for a while, then sighed, he had no choice but to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it twice, and handed it to her lips