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Mingming Jing fell into a deep sleep this time, her whole body seemed to be floating, and all the external heavy things disappeared, including physical discomfort, including the watch, including the pair of mother and child.

Fortunately, when his consciousness closed, they came back again. Before Ming Xianjing opened his eyes, his fingers had already been clenched slowly. He thought sarcastically, he didn't want to forget these.

However, the discomfort in his body has indeed disappeared, and Ming Xian only feels a healthy sense of hunger, not at all like before he fell asleep...

Wait, how did he fall asleep?

The back of his hand inadvertently touched a somewhat unfamiliar fabric, and his body seemed to be stuck in an overly soft bed. Ming Mingjing suddenly opened his eyes, this was not his bed.

Not his bedroom either.

He sat up slowly and looked around quietly.There are not many things, not many furniture, not many small odds and ends, and the decoration is neat. There is a set of large and small nail clippers on the table closest to him. It is very clean, like a hotel room.

But when he saw the casually open cloakroom, he denied it again, and finally fixed his eyes on the sofa, where a green school uniform jacket was thrown over there, and it seemed that someone had slept on the sofa last night, and it looked like there was still a light Shallow depressions.

She was wearing last night's clothes, which were already crumpled, her two shoes were overturned on the edge of the bed, and her whole body was sore, which made Xianmingjing couldn't help suspecting that she was also thrown on the bed casually.

At the same time, he finally remembered what happened the night before. He went to the stadium to pick up his things, passed by the center island, and the thunder was so loud that his ears rang. Later, he also remembered the rain falling on him, and after that, he couldn’t remember clearly. .

What is this?

While guessing, the door handle turned and opened inward.

As soon as Zhao Qiqiu entered the door, he saw Mingming Jing sitting upright on the edge of the bed, staring at himself with a gloomy expression, he couldn't help but pause on his feet, neither entering nor exiting.

Faced with such a sight of death, Zhao Qiqiu laughed dryly, put the dinner plate in his hand on the table, and looked at Ming Mingjing first to the dinner plate, then back to Zhao Qiqiu's face.

"why you?"

Zhao Qiqiuen made a sound, then said, "Sorry, it's me."

Ming Xianjing frowned, and asked with an expression of "what the hell are you doing?" "Why am I here?"

Zhao Qiqiu looked very surprised: "You don't remember, you fainted by the side of the road, I can't leave you there, can I?"

Unexpectedly, Mingming Jing's eyes sank again, he was not satisfied with Zhao Qiqiu's vague answer, and was about to say something more, a burst of food aroma had spread in the bedroom, Mingming Jing frowned tightly, and looked at the dinner plate brought by Zhao Qiqiu .

Zhao Qiqiu immediately said knowingly: "This is the instant noodles you bought yesterday, and I asked the nanny to cook them for you."

"Instant noodles?" Xianming mirror was a little skeptical: "I bought it?"

Looking from a distance, the noodles in the bowl are steaming hot, with two poached eggs and a few slices of green vegetables pressed on the surface. Although I am wary, I have to say that it looks a bit appetizing.

Zhao Qiqiu observed Mingming's face, and then realized a cruel reality, instant noodles may have nothing to do with Mingming.So he picked up something that someone accidentally dropped on the ground?Where is the packaging and is there a shelf life?He really didn't take a closer look.

However, the way Mingming stared at the bowl has gradually changed from being suspicious and guarded to bitterness and hatred. Zhao Qiqiu wanted to continue watching, but in the end he was still kind!good!Be considerate!His nature prevailed, and he asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Ming Xianjing was a little moved, but when he heard Zhao Qiqiu say this, he immediately dismissed the idea.

This person obviously helped Xianxinghai last time. The two should be friends. In this case, he saved himself from a coma and brought him home, while he slept on the sofa and had breakfast in the morning?

Ming Mingjing said: "I don't want to eat." Then he stood up and said, "Where is the bathroom?"

Zhao Qiqiu pointed to the bathroom, and Mingming mirror went in lazily.

Here, Zhao Qiqiu clicked his tongue. He was not a big person, but he was extremely wary. He said to Ming Mingjing's back: "The toilet utensils are all disposable, so I put them there for you."

Mingliang paused slightly, and looked back at him, that look seemed to say, no matter how courteous you are, I won't let you be called dad, showing strong sarcasm.

The bright mirror automatically blocked the ubiquitous instant noodle smell in the room, thinking, You Xu and the others are right, instant noodles are indeed poisonous and addictive after eating, otherwise why is there such a strong smell?And this illegitimate son of the Lin family, even if what he said is true, does the Lin family only have instant noodles for guests?

Locking the door behind his back, Mingming's eyes fell on the plastic-packed toiletries of the sink, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

What kind of tricks is Mingminghai playing?

Or did this person know that Xianminghai was an illegitimate child, so he turned his head and prepared to curry favor with him?

What happened last night?

He remembered the feeling of rain falling on his body, and what he experienced afterwards was also the most relaxing and most distracting sleep in recent years, which was somewhat memorable.

After a while, Mingming mirror opened the bathroom door again silently, with water droplets hanging from the front of his hair, staring at Zhao Qiqiu who was putting something into his schoolbag in the bedroom.

Zhao Qiqiu looked up and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy standing at the door of the bathroom, his long eyelashes were wet with water, his eyes seemed not as fierce as before, and he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Ming Mingjing said, "Towel."

Zhao Qiqiu: "???"

"towel."

Only then did Zhao Qiqiu come to his senses, thought for a while and said, "No."

"..."

"I'll go find a servant to get you a new one." But I don't know when the towel will be brought. Just as this thought flashed through Zhao Qiqiu's mind, he heard Mingming Jing say: "No need." The hem of the T-shirt wiped the water off his chin.

It was only at this time that Zhao Qiqiu realized that Ming Xianjing's frame was clearly correct, but he was also very thin, and his waist seemed to have no flesh at all. He was not hungry for the past three days, and he probably didn't eat well at ordinary times. Was he a little anorexic or how?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Mingming Jing say, "What is that?"

Zhao Qiqiu looked at his hand along his line of sight, and said, "I made a sandwich just now, and I'm going to take it to school to eat."

After all, there should be troubles today. In the morning, the servants of the Lin family overslept more than half of the time. When Zhao Qiqiu went downstairs, there were only a few people left who usually cleaned and cleaned. I don’t know what the school’s cafeteria is. Scenery, how can you watch the excitement without some food?

Staring at that face for a long while, Xianming seemed to feel that Zhao Qiqiu's expression was not fake, so he said again: "Give it to me."

Zhao Qiqiu was taken aback, and it took him a while to react, holding up the sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap and saying, "Are you serious?"

Ming Xianjing became a little impatient: "What do you think?" He moved his gaze to the side, and gestured to the bowl of instant noodles with his chin: "You eat this."

"Uh... well."

Zhao Qiqiu thought he didn't have breakfast anyway, so he handed over the sandwich, sat down on the sofa, put the hot instant noodles in front of his eyes, picked up the chopsticks, and was about to reach into the bowl when he suddenly remembered something, Put it down with a snap.

Mingming, who was removing the plastic wrap, paused, glanced at Zhao Qiqiu from the corner of his eye, and said with a cold smile, "I can't eat the ingredients I added myself?"

Zhao Qiqiu took a look at him, and then realized what was going on, Xianmingjing felt that he was uneasy and kind, and added something to the noodles, and immediately said indifferently: "No, I ate too much before."

Originally, I vowed to let myself never touch similar things again, but when I thought about the moment I lifted the chopsticks just now, I really couldn't change my eating shit.

When Zhao Qiqiu was in a good mood, his face seemed to be smiling even if he wasn't smiling. At this moment, Mingming Jing noticed that the illegitimate child's smiling face was gone, and he looked calm and calm, and he had no expression anyway.

Ever ate too much?

Zhao Qiqiu picked up the chopsticks again as if he was competing with someone, stirred the bowl slowly twice, then picked up a big mouthful, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it casually, then said: "It's pretty good." I don't know Is it satirizing Hyun-joong, or I really think Mian is pretty good.

Ming Mingjing retracted his gaze, took a bite of the sandwich in his hand, moved his mouth, then stopped, looked at Zhao Qiqiu, as if he couldn't bear it, broke off a large piece of sandwich and handed it back: "You eat."

Zhao Qiqiu looked at him in surprise: "You are welcome, you eat."

Under Mingmingjing's strong request, Zhao Qiqiu took a bite of the sandwich he made, and then he heard Mingmingjing ask, "Is this for people to eat?"

Zhao Qiqiu: "..."

Looking down on mackerel sandwiches?

……

Zhao Qiqiu came down from upstairs. Luo Qingzhi leaned on a cane with one arm and was supported by a servant on the other arm. She was sitting on the sofa. When she saw Zhao Qiqiu, she originally planned to keep a sulky face and said nothing, but she didn't expect Zhao Qiqiu to walk down after her A bright mirror.

At the twins' birthday party, she paid special attention to the two children of the Xian family, and now she recognized them at a glance, and her face couldn't help but change. When Zhao Qiqiu came close, she squeezed out a smile and said, "Qiqiu, Is this your friend? It looks so familiar, why don't you introduce it to Auntie?"

As he said that, he looked at Mingming mirror embarrassingly, and pointed to the crutch: "Auntie can't get up, she accidentally fell down two days ago."

Hearing the wrestling, Zhao Qiqiu showed a kind smile, and Luo Qingzhi turned away.

Ming Xianjing had an inexplicable morning, and felt the wonderful atmosphere between Luo Qingzhi and Zhao Qiqiu at this time, and kept silent, wanting to hear how this illegitimate child would introduce himself, the next second, Zhao Qiqiu said indifferently: "It's not a friend, it's just that I met people."

Bright Mirror: "..."

Luo Qingzhi felt that she couldn't continue with this, so she took a deep breath and continued to laugh: "Oh? Then why didn't you tell auntie when you came back with your classmates last night..."

"Mrs. Lin! Madam!"

Before finishing speaking, a servant ran in from the outside with an uneasy face. Luo Qingzhi's eyes flashed unhappiness, but due to the presence of Mingming Jing, she said softly, "Why are you running, what's wrong?"

"Ma'am," the servant said out of breath, "you should go to the greenhouse to have a look, something has happened! The old lady's flowers..."

As soon as Luo Qingzhi heard the words old lady, Luo Qingzhi jumped up from the sofa as if being pricked by a needle, and then yelled, she fell down again holding her waist, and was held up by the servant who was sweating profusely .

"Let's go, let's go," Luo Qingzhi grabbed the crutches, "Help me to have a look."

Zhao Qiqiu shook his empty backpack and stood still, when Mingming Jing suddenly said, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

"Do you want to go?" Zhao Qiqiu immediately showed a doting smile of "As long as you want, as long as I can give it", and followed Luo Qingzhi out as soon as the direction changed.

Walking and casually said: "I saw it from upstairs in the morning, if you want to see it, go and see it."

Ming Xianjing took a deep look at Zhao Qiqiu's back, and felt more and more that this person had a weird attitude, was he a bit weak, or was he born a bad guy?

When I arrived at the greenhouse, the matter was as serious as the servant said. I came to water the greenhouse in the morning, but I was shocked by the scene as soon as I opened the door.

I saw that the plants that were carefully cared for on weekdays all withered overnight, turned yellow and miserable, and turned into dead branches and leaves all over the place, and no one was spared.

Zhao Qiqiu stepped aside to open the door, and asked Ming Xianjing to take a closer look, and then Luo Qingzhi stuttered in shock: "Hey, what's going on here? Why are they all dead?"

Mingming Jing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Isn't there another plant?"

Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help raising his eyebrows, a plant?

He raised his head slowly from bottom to top, looked left and right, and thought, is this also called a plant?