Let’s Fall In Love on Friday

   Chapter 142

  Ji Yuanyang took Qiaoli helplessly, and had to turn into a human body ice block for Qiaoli to lean on, and then fed the anti-fever medicine into Qiaoli’s mouth like a trick.

  All night, Qiao Li murmured to hold her cool, but Ji Yuanyang didn’t dare to drown her like this, always remember the doctor’s words-hold the quilt and sweat it all!

  In the early morning of the next day, the warm sun still penetrated through the gaps in the blackout curtains.

  Qiaoli woke up leisurely in Ji Yuanyang's embrace.

  A knife-shaved sleeping face bloomed in Qiao Li’s pupils!

  Qiao Li was awakened in an instant, and it was too late to push Ji Yuanyang's arms away, and found that he was as neatly dressed as himself, and there was no ‘skin kiss’ that surpassed him.

  Qiaoli breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time nostalgic did not want to withdraw from the embrace.

  She looked at Ji Yuanyang carefully, even reluctant to miss a trace of pores.

  Qiaoli gently raised her hand without self-control, and touched Ji Yuanyang's bushy sword eyebrows with her index finger.

  At this time, Ji Yuan moved!

  Qiaoli was so scared that she hurriedly retracted her fingers, her throat was hot and her brain occupied her brain rationally.

  She took this opportunity to move a little bit until she completely evacuated Ji Yuanyang's embrace.

  Qiaoli stood on the side of the bed with her feet, and the coolness from the floor made her mind—any two words.

  She wants to get these two words out of her mind, but the secular judgments firmly occupy the rational position.

  Qiaoli raised her hand and stroked her cheek, wiping away a tear she didn't know why.

   "Thank you, Ji Yuanyang." Qiao Li said softly to Ji Yuanyang who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

   Then she crept out of the room, then found the handbook from her bag, tore a page from it, wrote a message, and then found the toothbrush from the two big bags that had been placed on the coffee table and went into the bathroom.

  After she finished cleaning up and refreshing, she looked at the bedroom with all her eyes and then left quietly...

  Three poles a day, Ji Yuanyang stretched his waist and slowly woke up. He stared at the ceiling as if he was reminiscing and thinking, more like being empty.

  Next second!

  He suddenly sat up from the bed, and then touched the bed next to him-it was already cold.

   "Qiao Li! Qiao Li! Qiao Li!" Without a trace of shock, Ji Yuanyang rushed out of the bedroom barefoot to find Qiao Li.

  But after a whole circle of searching, there was no figure of Qiao Li, and her backpack and high heels were long gone.

  Ji Yuan raised like a frustrated ball, sat down on the sofa frustrated and annoyed, and then his eyes fell on a piece of paper on the coffee table.

  He quickly picked it up and took a look—

  【Ji Yuanyang: Thank you. Thank you for showing up when I was most embarrassed, and thank you for showing up when I was weakest. I wanted to wait for you to wake up, but I had to go back to Hangzhou for a meeting, so I had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye.

  I know you don’t want to hear me say thank you, so I’m still waiting for you in Hangzhou to find me. ———————— Qiao Li. 】

  Ji Yuan raised his crossbow but gently eased his mouth. He did not blame Qiao Li for leaving without saying goodbye, and then became irritable again...

  Here, Qiao Li has returned to Hangzhou alone.

  In fact, there is no need to rush back to the company to go to the meeting. At the moment, she has the most ample time. So she got on a bus and let her stop at the bus stop near her home.

  Qiaoli put her head on the car window, a trace of melancholy in her decadence.

  At this time, the phone rang.

Qiao Li saw that this was a call from Wan Gong, who was following up on a new customer's workshop a while ago. She switched working status instantly, sat upright, and answered the phone with a smile on her face: "Hello, Wan Gong. I am Small!"

  (End of this chapter)