Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

He carried him downstairs carefully, with a soft tone, and asked doubtfully, "But why are you keeping these photos in your bag? Have you gone out today?"

"It hurts, let's go to the hospital quickly, I don't want to leave a scar on my arm, it's ugly." Zhang Yumeng diverted her attention, screamed deliberately, and said with tears in her eyes.

There was a flash of light in her eyes, and a hint of calculation came to her heart, Ji Mingyou, you made me look like this, I won't stop there. 
"To the south, let's go..."

Lin Weiwei, who was lying on the bed, frowned tightly, beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, shook his head in horror, and muttered: "Come on, help me!"

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and sat up abruptly.

As soon as Ji Mingyou opened the door after finishing the work, he heard a scream and walked over in surprise: "What's wrong with you, did you touch the wound? Do you want to call the doctor?"

Lin Weiwei held his head in panic, recalled the frightening nightmare, and murmured: "I dreamed of the wasteland behind again, no one came to save me, and I was alone."

"Okay, it's okay, I will find you no matter what." Ji Mingyou was taken aback for a moment, worried that she was overthinking, so he quickly hugged her and said gently.

He patted Lin Weiwei on the back, knowing that this had affected her too much.

"Why did you go out? Can you stay with me when I sleep during this time?" Lin Weiwei tugged at his clothes, remembering that when she was half asleep and half awake, she was the only one left in the room, and she fell asleep very uneasy.

Ji Mingyou gave a soft "um", agreed to her request without hesitation, rubbed his head and said, "Don't be afraid, I have vented my anger on you."

"Let's hear it." Lin Weiwei raised his head in surprise, his eyes lit up, touched his chin, and smiled. 
Just as Ji Mingyou was about to speak, looking at her messy hair, he pushed her out of his arms in disgust, and said in a deep voice, "I just sent a few photos over, let's wash it first, I really can't stand it anymore, it's too sloppy gone."

"Why don't you just wear trouser legs while you're talking?" Lin Weiwei said sullenly after being ruthlessly extinguished the little flame of interest.

Ji Mingyou, who came out with a towel, his eyes sank, he threw it over, and said with a smile: "Then I'll stop your appetite..."

The sky had just turned pale, and the two breathed shallowly.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor. After comparing the ward numbers, he stood happily in front of the door and knocked three times in a row.

"Who is it?" Lin Weiwei wiped his saliva and slept soundly, covered his head and continued to sleep soundly.

Ji Mingyou walked over with a frown, opened the door, and saw a bouquet of flowers first, followed by a smiling man who asked in surprise, "What are you knocking on the door for?"

The flower delivery man pushed the door open, straightened his arms, took a deep breath to prepare, and said loudly like Hong Zhong: "These bouquets that Mr. Xu sent to Miss Zhang Yumeng, please sign for them."

As soon as the words were finished, many wards opened the doors to check: "Keep your voice down, it's too early."

"You have a really loud voice." Ji Mingyou looked stern, staring at this person with sharp eyes, and heard two unlucky names early in the morning.Enough to worry about.

The flower delivery man smiled proudly, and said with a smile, "I'm the one who ordered me to eat just because of this."

"But it's not, you've found the wrong one." Ji Mingyou said expressionlessly, and then closed the door with a "bang".

Come on, he sneered, deliberately embarrassing them.

It seems that yesterday's photos are very powerful, allowing Xu Xiangnan to do this kind of thing.

But the flower-giver was very persistent. He was too lazy to leave outside. He patted the door and asked, "It's Room 4778. Excuse me. Is Ms. Zhang Yumeng inside?"

In a daze, Lin Weiwei opened his eyes, sat up straight, brushed his disheveled hair behind his ears, and frowned: "What did you say? Whose name can't be called in the early morning, but Zhang Yumeng? Even if she comes The hospital was also gasped in by me."

"This is too embarrassing for me. You seem to know Ms. Zhang, can you help me get in touch?" The flower-giver shouted outside the door, not understanding what was going on.

"You can contact the flower buyer and don't bother me any more." Ji Mingyou narrowed his eyes, always thinking that it would not be so simple, and refused to open the door.

The flower-giver came back not long after leaving, knocked on the door with little confidence and said, "Mr. Xu can't get through on the phone, since we know each other, can you sign for it?"

Lin Weiwei, who had been disturbed several times, couldn't take it anymore. He glanced at the door and shouted loudly: "I have a leg injury and can't get out of bed. The door is not locked. Push the door and come in."

Ji Mingyou frowned, as long as he refused again, the flower giver would most likely not knock on the door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Xu gave it to Zhang..." The flower-giver took out the card and shouted loudly with his mouth like a small trumpet.

"Stop! Did Xu Xiangnan ask you to harass us on purpose? Or did you send you to show off the relationship between the two of you? You really know how to put on a show." Lin Weiwei supported his forehead, got up angry, pinched his waist, and was full of anger shouted.

Suddenly, the flower-giver slowly backed away, and Zhang Yumeng in pajamas came, leaned against the door frame, and took down the card on the bouquet: "It turned out that Xiang Nan gave it to me, and asked me to leave the hospital early. What a shame!" A caring man."

"In the room, I thought it was some shrew who was cursing the street, but it turned out to be you. Could it be that you are jealous that I have flowers?" She took the bouquet, lowered her head and sniffed it, and closed her eyes intoxicated.

"Is this an idol drama at nine o'clock? One Pohua made all this noise and showed off with a stinky show. Have you ever thought about the patients nearby?" Lin Weiwei sneered, as if he had heard a big joke, if it wasn't for this Broken flowers, I can sleep more soundly.

Zhang Yumeng signed for it, remembering the wound on her arm, she took a hard look and said: "This is romance, I just received a bunch of flowers, and you showed your disgusting face."

Ji Mingyou's eyes were cold, knowing that Zhang Yumeng's purpose was impure, and he said sarcastically, "You can even remember the room number wrong, it seems that Mr. Xu has a unique skill in romance, if you haven't received flowers before, that's the reason. "

"You don't even have a dessert shop, so you can only play tricks. If you don't have the money to buy flowers, I don't recommend giving one." Zhang Yumeng stared sinisterly, not forgetting that she was tricked yesterday, Determined to humiliate him.

She took out a carnation from the bouquet, threw it directly on the ground, turned around proudly, and walked into the ward next to her.

Ji Mingyou's face was gloomy, and his cold eyes were like a dark night full of murderous intent. He was irritated by this move and came here to provoke him. Do you feel that Xu Xiangnan is behind you?

Really bold, with a vague sneer on his face.

"Don't take it to heart, I'll get it back for you when I'm well!" Lin Weiwei punched the bed angrily, and turned his head to comfort him hastily, "I didn't think well just now, I shouldn't have opened the door."

She scratched her hair annoyed, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of being separated from Zhang Yumeng by a wall.

He must have come here to disgust her.

Zhang Yumeng, who walked into the ward, inserted the bouquet into the bottle prepared in advance, and said with a smile on her lips, "The fun hasn't begun yet."