Chapter 2015: Slowly like you 264

Chapter 2015 slowly likes you 264
He Ruoyi said this sentence, did not wait for the answer, riding away.
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The weather has gradually warmed up in the past two days. The hospital is also more leisurely than usual. Mo Zhifei also began to arrange his birthday party. He was afraid that someone would not know it. One day, he would remind his colleagues in the hospital. Throughout, he did not specifically tell the heart, but he felt that he could definitely hear it.
However, when I saw that I was getting closer and closer to my birth, my heart was still not at all, and I didn’t know how to look at him. I didn’t know how to deal with him. I am worried, but I am afraid that I can’t really hear it. I really don’t know that his birth is coming.
So, when I thought about it, I used the time of lunch to ask the next Luoxi whether they had prepared gifts for themselves. Luoxi honestly said: "The gift was bought, but it is quite ordinary, I guess You may not see Mo Shaoye."
Mo Zhifei did not smile at all, and asked Jing Ling and Zhao Rushuang.
Jing Linglian looked up and saw that he didn't have it. He drank his soup and said: "No."
I don’t know what to say, but I’m not angry. After all, I can persuade the mirror to come to his birthday party. He thinks that Jing Ling is enough to give him face.
However, Zhao Rushuang is quite happy, "Don't worry about it, you can't miss your share."
Mo Zhifei nodded, but his eyes fell on the sorrow of sitting across from his head and silently eating. He thought that he was sitting on a table with him so straightforwardly, and he always had a lot of heart. Right?
But in fact, it was not even lifted, and he was still eating his things.
Mo Zhifei waited for a while and didn't wait for the heart to respond. I couldn't help but frown. I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, but I don't know how to be in front of them. I was thought that he was so arrogant that he didn’t have a gift for him...
It’s true that it’s true... I’m thinking about whether I’ve prepared a gift for him...
How can you not remember? This guy has said that he likes him. If he likes him so much, how can he not give him a gift?
I don’t know how to be more annoyed, I don’t have any thoughts for the whole day, but it’s a coincidence that this day is just the turn of his heart and night, and I don’t know if I want to take the opportunity to follow suit. At the end of the night, he specially prepared a pot of fruit wine and put it on the stove for a while. He shouted at the medicine rack and sorted the medicine. He didn’t respond at first. Mo knows that he is angry with the medicine rack for a while, and suddenly he does not know which gluten is wrong. Zhang mouth yells - "Ah!!"
The next moment, the heart is letting go of the life in his hand.
He was stunned and looked at Mo Zhifei, who was leaning against him on the side of the couch. He asked, "What happened to you?"
Mo knows and snorted: "The foot was hit."
"It hurts?"
Mo knows not to bow his head and shake his leg. "Somewhat."
The heart frowned and walked over, "I look."
When I knew it, I didn’t think that my heart suddenly came over. He subconsciously took his foot back, but he kept his ankle in his heart. "I look."
"Ah!" Mo knows not to call again.
I thought that I was hit by his injury. I quickly released my hand and raised my head nervously. "Have I met?"
Mo Zhifei blinked his feet and cleared his throat. He said, "What, my legs are fine." Mo Zhifei was afraid of entanglement of this problem, and he did not even put his fingers on the couch. Wine, "Don't you get it, drink two glasses?"
Staring at him, not snoring.
Mo Zhifei seems to read something from his eyes. He quickly explained, "What, this time is fruit wine, not drunk, you can't even drink fruit wine." ?"
I silently looked at the pot of fruit wine that was warm on the small stove. I didn’t answer the question of whether it was right or wrong, but after a while, I put down the book in my hand and sat on the other side of the couch. It’s down.
Mo Zhifei poured a glass for him. "You try it."
He took it, and took a sip, and said: "It's a bit sweet."
Mo Zhifei also took a few mouthfuls and smiled and asked him: "What is the taste of taste?"
When the heart was not sure, he took another sip and then slowly told him: "It seems to be lychee."
"Yes, right?"
"Yeah." Hey, after drinking a small cup of lychee, he took the initiative to hand the empty cup to Mo Zhifei, asking him to fill himself.
Mo knows that while he was pouring wine on him, he asked casually: "What, then, are you free tomorrow?"
I was immersed in the taste of this sweet fruit wine and took a few more mouths before slowly saying: "Day or night?"
I don’t know if I’m listening to this, I’m not happy.
What do you mean? Are you busy that day?

It’s not just that I don’t have a gift for him, but I don’t necessarily go to his birthday party. !
Who likes people like him? !
The heart was silent for a while, put down the glass and looked up at him and said, "It’s a little bit during the day."
"What is so important, can't it be compared to my birthday party?" Mo Zhifei also refused to look at the skin, and it was straightforward to clarify that he was his birthday party.
Looking at Mo’s irritated look, he grinned and said,
When is your birthday party?

"When do you want me to control me, you will say that you will not come, if you don't come, I will not leave you a place!" Mo Zhifei said with a heart.
Probably really angry, so I can't help but listen to it. Anyway, he doesn't feel bad about it.
However, after listening to his words quietly, he silenced his eyes and slammed his lips hard. "Oh," he refused to drink, and he got up and left.
I don’t know that I’m just thinking about it, but I didn’t expect it to be a little smug. If you can’t listen to it, you can’t listen to it. You just got up and left, and you know that you’re in a hurry, and you’ll get up quickly. Holding down the arm of the heart, "How can you be so stingy, can't I say you?"
The eyes were cold and staring at him silently, and finally slowly said: "I did not say, do not come."
"Then ask me, can I not be angry?" Mo Zhifei took him over to face him and stared at him.
The heart was looking at him for a moment, and suddenly he moved his lips and said, "I'm sorry."
I don’t know how to hear this sentence, but it’s a slight sigh, and I’m surprised. I’m going to take the initiative to apologize to him.
(End of this chapter)