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Tang Yingzhuo felt good, pulled out the oxygen tube and the bottle, got up and looked in the refrigerator, soaked a bowl of noodles, and woke up while eating Mingyuan.

Mingyuan sat up nervously: "When did you wake up? How did you pull out the liquid?"

Tang Yingzhuo snorted for noodles, and said vaguely: "—I'm hungry."

Mingyuan stood up: "I'll call the doctor!"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't shout, it's done." Tang Yingzhuo tore open a ham sausage, soaked it in the soup, and said to himself: "Rice noodles really don't make you hungry, and it will be digested in a while."

Mingyuan paused and said, "You've been sleeping all day."

Tang Yingzhuo's mouth that was chewing ham sausage didn't move. Her first reaction was to look up at the clock. It was past one o'clock in the morning, and she looked at Mingyuan and said, "Is it true?"

Mingyuan smiled lightly: "Fake, I just washed your stomach."

Tang Yingzhuo continued to chew ham sausage, and found that he was wearing a hospital gown, with his bare feet stepping on the ground, while Mingyuan was wearing a terry shirt, pajama pants and slippers, with the shutters closed.

Tang Yingzhuo asked: "Lyn went back?"

"Ah."

"This ward is next to you?"

"Across the door."

"Oh." Tang Yingzhuo tore open another sausage.

Mingyuan asked, "How do you feel now?"

"I don't feel anything, I'm fine."

Mingyuan said, "How did you find out?"

"Black shop?"

"Ah."

"Look at your eyes, I drove."

"..." Ming Yuan rubbed his brows, "What if I didn't find out at that time?"

"Kidnapping is generally not possible, but it is possible with you here. Needless to say, a woman, lying in the wild after a day, found that her valuables were gone. I heard that some of them even lost their valuable organs. .”

Mingyuan nodded, and asked again: "Then why do you open a black shop?"

"The shop I run is different from this one. For example, a plate of vegetables costs [-] yuan, and if you ask him for [-], if he doesn't pay, he will confiscate all the money in his wallet and kick him out."

"Hehe, you're just a rascal."

Tang Yingzhuo said: "That's how we met on Monday."

Mingyuan asked, "What's Monday called?"

"Monday!" Tang Yingzhuo turned to look at him: "...Did you say your real name?"

"Yes."

Tang Yingzhuo squinted her eyes and leaned her neck back thinking for a long time: "It seems to be called Liu Jingmin, such a literary name."

Mingyuan asked, "Where's the cooking broom?"

"The name of the cooking broom is Guo Yucheng." After eating the second ham sausage, he was full.

"Oh." Ming Yuan paused for a moment, then asked again: "You really don't feel anything?"

Tang Yingzhuo turned around and looked at him: "...what?"

Ming Yuan rubbed his stomach: "Here."

Tang Yingzhuo touched up on purpose, touching his heart: "It's gone."

Mingyuan stood up and walked to the door.

Tang Yingzhuo hurriedly said: "Hey, don't go!"

There was a click—the door was locked.

Tang Yingzhuo's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

Mingyuan pouted towards the sofa.

Gudong——Tang Yingzhuo swallowed, and obediently waited on the sofa after swallowing.

Mingyuan took off his terry shirt and walked over wearing a pair of pajama pants. His eight-pack abs were clear and perfect. Tang Yingzhuo's waist was straight at the time. Those eyes seemed to have been seen somewhere before. No need to look, they were definitely not in this life. , I can’t be sure which life or which life it is in. The previous lives were really light foreshadowing. They came and went in a hurry just to say hello to each other. There is no hair relationship. Later, they met in different time and space. Maybe they just smiled at each other. In order to leave a good impression, the evil fate that has been brewing for tens of billions of kalpas in this life has finally been revealed. It has been planned for a long time.

—Who disagrees?

Ming Yuan lifted his chin and was about to kiss him, but Tang Yingzhuo said, "Wait, turn off the phone."

Mingyuan was slightly startled, took out his phone and turned it to silent.

"Where's my phone?" Tang Yingzhuo didn't see it where his eyes were.

"Here." Mingyuan conjuring his phone out like a magic trick.

Tang Yingzhuo asked: "Did you check my phone?"

Mingyuan smiled: "There are no women, except Princess Iron Fan."

"Cut~ Do you know the password?" Tang Yingzhuo snatched the phone away, pulled out the battery, and threw it away.

Mingyuan climbed up overwhelmingly, a wild cat carnivore.Being pinned on the sofa by him and gnawing crazily, she was happy when she closed her eyes and thought of Ming Yuan, and even happier when she opened her eyes slightly to see his devoted expression and the tip of her eyelashes trembling slightly.Mingyuan stopped kissing and kissing suddenly, opened his eyes and looked at him, his constricted breathing dissipated the strong excitement factor, impatiently took off his pants, threw his head down and sucked on the popsicle—God!Tang Yingzhuo gasped, her toes opened, and she seemed to see Panama bananas in the numbness, her head was full of colorful bubbles, and she pinched her arms while she was having fun. The sea lion with a wilting head - digging its toes hard, Mingyuan swallowed without looking up. Tang Yingzhuo was blank for 3 minutes. After the blank, I wanted to ask him a question. Can the fluid just infused be injected into the testicles?

There was a sound of dripping water in the bathroom, and then the refrigerator light turned on and off. Mingyuan sat beside Tang Yingzhuo's waist with a small cardboard box. Squeeze out, squeeze out the transparent gel and apply it on the middle finger, turn around and lift up the waist of Tang Yingzhuo's shirt, spread the index finger and ring finger apart, and rub the middle finger on the chrysanthemum in circles.Very cool.

Tang Yingzhuo asked: "What?"

"lubricating oil."

"Why is there such a thing in the ward?"

"Ah."

The middle finger went in with gel.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Repeat the same action again, then unscrew the small cover with the tip of the buttocks, squeeze out the transparent colloid in the capsule and apply it on yourself, throw the box and cover together on the fruit peeler on the coffee table, wipe it carefully, spread it evenly, and lean over On Tang Yingzhuo's body, holding one hand and the other on the sofa, first do a series of shallow one-handed push-ups, lowered his head and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

To make it shallower, it was still a series of one-handed push-ups, and asked again: "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

"It hurts your mother B."

Deep push-ups with both hands-explosive strength.

The people under the body were broken into pieces, broken into water, howled into a line.

Couch towel gag.

——Let the black shop be blacked out.

At dawn, Mingyuan fell asleep, the sofa was a little crowded, Tang Yingzhuo could sleep on the bed, what a shame, one leg was pressed under him, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that he would wake up, he couldn't even be rare, so he ran away when he woke up When you wake up, it belongs to someone else. Mingyuan’s phone flickered and flickered four or five times. It’s too far away. It’s on the coffee table. It’s out of reach. Tang Yingzhuo glanced at the clock for the last time, it was [-]:[-], and she also passed out. .

When I opened my eyes again, the hands of the clock on the wall turned 180 degrees. It was [-]:[-] in the afternoon. I guess Mingyuan had just woken up. The videophone on the screen shows that there are missed calls, and there is a little noise outside the door.

Tang Yingzhuo moved slightly, Ming Yuan turned his face and said, "I'm awake."

Tang Yingzhuo asked: "Are there a lot of missed calls?"

"En." Ming Yuan quickly put on his clothes, walked to the door, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's all right."

"Well, then I'll go first."

The door slammed, and Ming Yuan left. Tang Yingzhuo let out an "oh" and continued to pass out to sleep. Soon after, the nurse came to take his temperature and then fell asleep after taking the temperature. He woke up hungry at eight o'clock in the evening.As soon as he pushed the door open, it didn't close, and his unkempt head directly hit the door of the opposite ward. The two bodyguards folded their arms and looked at him, gritting his teeth.Inside, there was a bang like a bell, and it was Cheng Biaobiao who opened the door, his pupils shrunk into small grains of rice: "Ah! Did Siying yesterday?"

—— Brother Biao, I haven't seen you for a day, and I almost don't know me anymore.

Tang Yingzhuo glanced at his reflection on the huge glass window.

"Is my brother there?"

Cheng Biaobiao was wearing a maid's uniform and a small apron tied up again: "Ming Dong is resting, don't want anyone to visit."

"Oh, what is Cheng Tianwang busy with?"

"I don't usually cook supper!"

"Cook more." Tang Yingzhuo looked at Leng Zi and ran to lie on the sofa, forgetting that the sofa was in the opposite direction, and almost lay on the ground.

"Oops!" Cheng Biaobiao didn't pay attention, and was knocked by him and staggered: "Just go in as soon as you call!"

Tang Yingzhuo was already lying on the sofa.Mingyuan woke up, frowning and squinting, not knowing which life he came back from.

Standing at the door, Cheng Biaobiao clenched his fists and stomped his feet hysterically: "Lei Zhensi is so disgusting! Ming Dong was woken up by Lei's noise!"

"It's because you're too noisy, okay, you're chattering." Tang Yingzhuo glared at him, turned her face and said to Mingyuan, "Is that so?"

Mingyuan drew circles on his temples with his fingers, leaned against the head of the bed and sat up: "What time is it?"

Tang Yingzhuo said, "It's almost nine o'clock."

Cheng Biaobiao quickly closed the door and walked over: "Ming Dong, please wait for a few more minutes, the supper and horse funeral will be cooked."

Tang Yingzhuo asked: "What stuffing?"

Cheng Biaobiao turned her head and glared at him, then ran to the induction cooker to look at the pot.

"Yeah, did you bring the guy from the kitchen?"

Cheng Biaobiao took a spoon and stirred in the small ceramic pot: "It's good to have freshly boiled seven for supper."

Tang Yingzhuo focused her eyes and saw a dozen or so small ravioli stews floating in the small pot: "Cheng Tian Wang, if you keep doing this, it's no wonder that all the patients lose weight because of you."

Cheng Biaobiao twisted Xiaoman's waist and said triumphantly while picking up the supper: "It's not expensive, seven is enough for Ming Dong alone." He scooped up the supper into a small porcelain bowl, put a spoon and brought it up: " Ming Dong, seven nights supper!"

Tang Yingzhuo looked in the pot, only half of the pot of wonton stew was left: "Is there anything wrong with it?"

Mingyuan squinted over there, and said to Cheng Biaobiao, "Biaobiao, stop making trouble."

Cheng Biaobiao had an expression of being wronged a lot: "There is no one coming here, so I didn't take the place of others!"

Mingyuan turned back to Tang Yingzhuo and said, "Why don't I give you this bowl."

Cheng Biaobiao exclaimed, "Huh?"

Tang Yingzhuo shook her hand and said, "Forget it, you can eat it, I'll cook some instant noodles."

Mingyuan didn't say anything else, Tang Yingzhuo went to the refrigerator to turn over the breaded noodles and boiled them in the pot by herself, Cheng Biaobiao looked as if life and death were none of my business, and fed Mingyuan one bite at a time for supper.Tang Yingzhuo was eating instant noodles on the coffee table opposite, when the phone rang on the coffee table.

Mingyuan asked: "Who is it?"

Tang Yingzhuo looked at the screen and said, "Yu Kuang laughed."

"Bring it."

Tang Yingzhuo handed it over.

Ming Yuan flipped the phone to answer, Yu Kuang smiled and said on the phone: "Ming Dong, how is your health?"

Mingyuan said: "Very good, what's the matter?"

"Let me report to you, the venue has been contacted, and the shooting will start next Monday. Do you think it will work?"

Mingyuan said: "That's your business, I don't care."

"But both Biaobiao and Yingzhuo are there, the key is can Biaobiao come? Aren't you hospitalized for a week?"

Mingyuan turned his head and asked, "What day is it today?"

"Week-Saturday." Tang Yingzhuo looked at his phone and said.

Mingyuan said, "I'll live in my courtyard."

"But Biaobiao asked me for a week off. I said yes, mainly because of his anxiety. Yesterday, I heard that Ying Zhuo was admitted to the hospital again. I wondered who this film was going against. After you leave the hospital, you can rest assured that it will be suitable for filming. The key point here is that the site fee is hundreds of thousands a day, and I am afraid that I will not be able to rent it a few days later. I called you for a day and I guess you are resting..."

"Don't be in a hurry, let me ask." Ming Yuan covered the microphone and asked Cheng Biaobiao: "You and Yu Kuangxiao took a week off?"

Cheng Biaobiao knew that Yu Kuangxiao called to complain politely, he was not happy and did not dare to show it too much, the filming started for a day when the actors were all ready, everyone knew that Yu Kuangxiao was impatient, and it was not due to laziness, the key was that none of these partners It's as good as it gets, as long as Lyn is okay, Lyn doesn't have a few lines yet, how comfortable it is to be tired of Ming Dong here.

"Si, I want to deliver food to Lin." Cheng Biaobiao knew that this reason was not sufficient, and when he said it, he guessed that Ming Yuan would say: "What food to deliver, isn't there a cafeteria downstairs?"

"How is the food in the Xitang, Lindu is not used to my old man's (craft) skills."

Ming Yuan said: "Then there are still so many servants."

"Ming Dong, Director Yu agreed to give me a vacation, and then went to contact the venue. It's not too late to talk to him. Is it easy for Ming Dong to stay in the hospital again? It's only been three days without a black call to remind me." When I go back, I clearly understand that Dong Pingli needs someone to accompany him, and Ping’s film is still invested by Siming Dong, and Director Yu should not be too utilitarian."

Mingyuan said: "Don't say that, Jiaobiao, Yuan's investment in Yuan's also benefits, the laughing man is quite authentic."

Cheng Biaobiao wiped his eyes: "Ming Dong beats up Si and doesn't want Lun's house to be in Qili, so if you don't like it, just go straight to it."

Mingyuan turned to look at Tang Yingzhuo. Tang Yingzhuo was startled with instant noodles drooping in his mouth. He swallowed the noodles whole and quickly asked in a low voice, "Are you crying?"

Mingyuan didn't deny it, and turned back to look at Bibiao, who rubbed his hands against his eyes, as if they were a little red and a little wet, his voice changed completely, and he choked: "The Lun family I get up at three o'clock every day for early funerals to make breakfast, and I have never had such a good fortune, but Siming Dong doesn't like the meals made by Qilun's family, and Ming Dongbu Solon's family doesn't bother, it's really good Sprinkle (stupid) so sprinkle (stupid)..."

Tang Yingzhuo almost vomited a plate of curry rice with ham sausage and noodles for him.

Mingyuan said into the phone: "Hey, laughing wildly, I'll go back to you later."

"Good good."

Mingyuan closed the phone and patted Jiaobiao on the shoulder: "Babiao stop crying, stop crying, it's not what you think, actually your cooking is quite delicious."

Cheng Biaobiao threw himself into Ming Yuan's arms: "Ming Dong—"

Mingyuan remained motionless, endured it for five seconds, and asked him, "Where's supper?"

Cheng Biaobiao's eyelashes were curled up, and he picked up the small porcelain bowl with a twitch, and sent a supper with soup and water to the small porcelain spoon with a twitch.Mingyuan looked away at Tang Yingzhuo, and took a bite of supper.Tang Yingzhuo turned her face away, chewing ham sausage, the more she chewed, the more nauseated she became.

After supper, Cheng Jiaobiao went to wash the dishes.Mingyuan called Yu Kuangxiao back.

"Ming Dong."

Mingyuan said: "Laughing wildly, you can't leave here for the time being, tell them to settle the venue fee for these few days, and ask Chu Jin to transfer it to the company's account for you. I'll be discharged from the hospital next week and will be with you. past."

"Hey, good, Ming Dong has taken care of it!"

Cheng Biaobiao hummed the song while brushing the bowl, and even twisted it.

In fact, it's not about the money, Yu Kuangxiao must be holding back the eggplant over there, from now until Thursday, see, he will surely turn his face into a purple sand pot when he sees him again.Investors protect the actors and let the director's prestige go to the ground. Can this film be made well? Doesn't the brain-dead president know that?

——You just want to make me feel uncomfortable.

Tang Yingzhuo threw half of the ham sausage into the fruit peel basket on the coffee table. This thing is always disgusting to eat.

Mingyuan called Song Chujin again and asked him to subsidize the venue fee from Monday to Wednesday to the Laughter Film Company.Cheng Biaobiao cut a plate of fruit and brought it up. He pierced a piece of cantaloupe with a toothpick and brought it to Ming Yuan's mouth: "Ming Dong, Qi Sui Guo~~~"

Mingyuan's cell phone turned on again, it was a text message from Lyn, Cheng Biaobiao saw it, and asked: "By the way, Ming Dong, why haven't you seen Lyn coming over for two days?"

"I didn't let her come. It's another matter to meet my mother."

"Oh." Cheng Biaobiao tied another piece of dragon fruit: "Ming Dong, take another seven bites."

Mingyuan texted Lyn back while eating.Tang Yingzhuo came over and grabbed a few grape seeds and threw them into his mouth, picked up the TV remote control panel and turned on the TV.

After turning on the TV, I saw the real record of Boss Ming driving in the wrong direction on the highway last night. The camera was multiplied and high-definition, and the blonde girl sitting on the co-pilot was opening the window and desperately calling for help to the oncoming car.The director said that now as long as you go online, you can see this video, and [-]% of the netizens will leave comments after watching this video, causing the video playback network data to be paralyzed, and the website had to temporarily revise and cancel the comment function bar, and the netizens put the top ever The martial arts masters and Mr. Ming in this video are put together for an inventory, and the final conclusion is that Xixi Bubai fell asleep, Dongmen Chuuxue drank too much, Lonely Qiuba took drugs, Xiao Li's darts went crazy, The founder of Samo is in love... It is said that Rolls Lance hopes to purchase the copyright of this video at a high price, so as to compete with Volvo's high-profile PK ranking of the world's safest car selling points. Purposeful or non-purposeful commercial pop.

This news is no longer news. To Tang Yingzhuo who just woke up in the ward and was dizzy in place—it’s unreal to describe it—Tang Yingzhuo tuned more than a dozen channels in a row, all talking about this matter , I thought the TV was broken.

Cheng Biaobiao put down the fruit knife, clapped his little hands and danced with his little feet: "Ming Dong is so cool! Ming Dong is so cool!"

Mingyuan chewed the dragon fruit and stared at the TV screen boredly: "Change the channel."

Tang Yingzhuo pinched the remote control panel and turned her face to kill someone: "Brother, I really want to change the channel."

Cheng Biaobiao suddenly remembered something, covered his mouth and asked, "Did Lyn freak out yesterday?"

"She's fine, just a little sick."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, Lyn called, and Mingyuan answered and spoke English.Tang Yingzhuo and Cheng Biaobiao glanced at each other, and then turned their heads from left to right.

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