Chapter 2211: May be the spark of your heart 105

Chapter 2211 will be your star fire 105
Jing Ling still looked at Wen Momo, did not remove her backpack and licked sugar, but was very concerned about it. "Do you have a book?"
Wen Momo touched his nose. "I want to... come back and write."
Although she said that she was on vacation for two days, Tai Fu still arranged a lot of tasks. Wen Momo thought about coming back to the inn to rest and write again.
But Jing Ling did not agree, watching her not talking.
Wen Momo was most afraid of being looked at by Jing Ling’s brother. He suddenly said nothing. He ran back to the house and took out a few books to give him. Jing Ling put her book into the backpack. I said to her: "I have people in the small building near the clinic. I am busy and I can't look after you, you go there to read."
Wen Momo nodded and said that he knew.
When Jing Ling explained the good things, she took her little hand and went downstairs together.
After eating breakfast, they went to the clinic again. The people who came to line up today are more than yesterday. Almost everyone is too busy, sometimes they will encounter a few arrogance. Reasonable, half a day, it can be said that it is much more tired than yesterday...
When I arrived at noon, I didn’t know how to get tired. I didn’t get enough on the bench in the shed under the old tree.
Fortunately, several younger brothers and sisters are very sensible, and they give them tea, and Liu Yu personally soaked a bowl of hot tea. "Teacher, you can get up and drink."
Mo Zhifei had to sit up with a hard scalp and took a big sip of tea.
Liu Yu watched his throat roll clear from the artery, but only took a look, he regained his gaze, took back the tea bowl that Mo Zhifei had finished drinking, asked Mo Zhifei?
Mo knows that he is not swinging his hand, but he turns his head and looks around. He wants to ask where he is going. When he turns around, he sees two bowls of tea sitting back in his seat. He has finished his expression without expression. Bowl, but also to pick up another bowl of tea.
I don’t want to get up, I don’t want to get up, I walked over with a long leg and grabbed it before I drank it. I gave it all and licked my tongue:
Jujube tea?

Heartless: "... Are you sick?"
Mo Zhifei sat down with a smile and lowered his voice and said, "He is heart-felt, and you are the heart of the heart. It is obviously the date tea that I bought for me."
Don't worry about it, don't care about him.
But Mo Zhifei’s hand came down from the bottom of the table and took his hand on his leg. He felt a stiff body and turned his head back. He glanced at him with some shame, but Mo Zhifei held him. Wrist, whispered very seriously: "I will give you a hand."
"No need."
"Oh, it will be better." Mo Zhifei said, very brightly put the heart of the hand from the bottom of the table to the table, with the pulse of the posture of the hand.
Mo Zhifei said in a serious way according to his wrist: "You are not comfortable with your brother, I will show him."
"Oh oh..."
Don't worry: "..."
When Shen Shimei left, Mo Zhifei continued to press him and asked him if he was comfortable?
He looked at him with a sigh of relief, faintly turned to the beginning, and his mouth twitched.
However, after sitting for a while, Shen Shimei came back again. Mo Zhifei had to switch back to the pulse position in time, and gave her a bit impatiently: "What happened to you!"
Shen Shimei looked at Mo Zhifei, who was still giving her heart. She was a bit stunned. She didn’t know what kind of pulse had to be so long.
(End of this chapter)