: There is no joke for you who love you

Many times she eats casually.
Later, when he met Wei Ziting, basically he was in charge of the kitchen. She also cooked. Whether the cooking was the same as before, she didn’t know, because she didn’t pick food, she could eat a good taste, and Wei Ziting didn’t. It would be said that she did not taste good, so she did not know whether her cooking skills had improved, nor did she know that the food she made did not fit Ling Hanye's appetite.
Ling Hanye stared at her with a smile on her lips, and her lips curled up with a charming arc. "As long as you make it, even if the dishes are not cooked and the rice is raw, I like to eat and I can eat it."
Lin Momo smiled, "You said."
Ling Hanye's eyes were affectionate, "I said, there is no joke."
Lin Momo glared at him with a smile, reached out and pushed him, and motioned for him.
Ling Hanye reluctantly got up, and then took her into the bathroom.
The two rinsed and put on their clothes.
Lin Momo went directly downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for him, and Ling Hanye went on.
Seeing that Xia Weiwei was not in the lobby, he asked Mom Wu before returning to the room where Xia Weiwei was located.
The door was unlocked and he opened it as soon as he pushed it.
After entering, he did not see Xia Weiwei and called out, "Wei Wei."
Not long after his words fell, he heard a scream of "ah" coming from the bathroom, and then a "bang" sound came again-
Ling Hanye, who heard the sound, was shocked and entered the bathroom.
Xia Weiwei was surrounded by bath towels, as if she fell over and lay on the floor of the bathroom, while her forehead hit the bathroom wall while she was bleeding.
"Vivi..."
Ling Han stepped forward and helped her fall to the ground. "Why are you so careless?"
Xia Weiwei stretched her hand to cover her bleeding forehead and looked at Ling Hanye with a smile, "Brother Ye, don't worry, I'm fine, you... help me get up."
When the words fell, she tried to get up, but she stood straight and did not take two steps. The whole person fell into Ling Hanye's arms again.
Ling Hanye saw her standing unsteadily, picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.
After putting her on the bed, he called and asked the doctor to come.
Xia Weiwei sat on the bed, holding a tissue in her hand, and covered the bleeding area on her forehead.
After Ling Hanye hung up the phone, he saw that the tissue in her hand was red with blood on her forehead. He frowned and said, "I'll get the medicine box."
"Brother Ye...I..." Xia Weiwei shouted at him, as if to say something, but she frowned suddenly, as if in pain.
Seeing this, Ling Hanye was a little worried. She stepped forward, sat down beside her, looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Brother Ye... My head... my head hurts..." Xia Weiwei's water-cutting eyes covered her forehead with tears in her eyes, and she paled.
"The doctor will be here soon." Ling Hanye looked at her and finished, and looked outside the door of the chamber. When she saw that the doctor hadn't come, she said, "I'll still get the medicine box."
When the words fell, Ling Hanye stood up.
He didn't take two steps, Xia Weiwei's painful voice came behind him.
"Ah... Brother Ye..."
Turning around, he saw that Xia Weiwei was lying on the bed, holding his head in both hands, shouting in pain, he stepped forward again, just leaned down to see her, Xia Weiwei suddenly stretched out his hands, hugged his neck with a force, Ling Han Ye didn't expect that Xia Weiwei would hug him suddenly, and his whole heart was unstable for a while, and the whole person was lying on her body.
"Vivi..."
Ling Hanye was about to get up, Xia Weiwei hugged him, and whispered, "Brother Ye..."
At this time, Wu Ma walked in with the doctor, and Lin Momo followed.
Several people came in and saw that Ling Hanye pressed Xia Weiwei, and Xia Weiwei's bath towel didn't know when she was torn apart.
"Young Master..." Wu Ma saw this and subconsciously looked at Lin Momo who came in later.
Lin Momo glanced at Ling Hanye, who pressed his eyes on Xia Weiwei, said nothing, and turned and walked out of the room. <