Chapter 2800: Hey, sick male god, don't make bad 22 (fill more)


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Seeing that she is so thin and small, and now she has lost so much blood, she will not care about her for the time being.
It’s too embarrassing to save, and she has not reached her goal, she will die first.
"Yes, young master!" The housekeeper was shocked and wanted to call his wife immediately.
But it is still a respectful look.

In order to take care of my young master is the first time to cook, so the chef deliberately chose a relatively simple, qi and blood porridge.
The serious Jie Jun, even refused the servant's desire to help himself, clean the ingredients first.
Since I have decided to do it for her, then naturally, every step of the way can not be artificial.
According to the method taught by the chef, Mu Junyi finally got a satisfactory one-pot finished product.
I saw a scent of purple rice jujube porridge, so I was relieved.
Just because they were afraid that the young masters were doing and doing, without patience, they would lose their temper, but fortunately, they only had a stunned past.
And this porridge is also one step to the end, no need to work again.
I didn't expect this smart person to be so high in the realization of the meal.
Looking at the figure that was so straight, and carrying the tray slowly out of the kitchen, the servants silently sighed in my heart.
Mu Junxi walked to the door of the room, holding the tray with one hand, and the other hand just put it on the door handle and wanted to unscrew it, but finally moved it to the door and knocked it twice.
After waiting for the meeting, I did not hear any reply.
His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he knocked for another two days. After confirming that there was no sound inside, he couldn't take care of it anymore. If he sneaked in like this, would it make the little thing angry again?
The empty big bed, there is no longer what he expected to see.
Mu Junxi only felt that the whole body was cold, like falling into the millennium hail, and his head was a little bit blind.
After five or six seconds of slowing down, he forced the wrath of the tsunami in his heart and asked, "What about people?!"
"Young Master, Miss Luo is so heavy, if it is out of the room, there will be movements heard by the maids!" The housekeeper reminded.
In fact, such a simple matter, if it is changed to ordinary, how can Mu Junyi not think of it.
But today there is a bit of interest in the mess, he took a deep breath, his eyes subconsciously circled in the room, and finally his eyes locked in the cloakroom and bathroom.
After thinking about it, he eventually went to the bathroom.
That little thing has been hurt like that, and it is still strong to get out of bed, I am afraid that there will be no other possibility besides solving the physiological problems.
But she is not stupid, her legs are hurt like that, she is not afraid to climb halfway down? !
Going to the bathroom door, Mu Junyi directly wants to push the door.
But when he twisted it on the doorknob, he found that the door of the bathroom was locked.
"Open..." Mu Junyi opened his mouth and shouted a word, and immediately felt that the tone of his speech seemed a bit fierce.
He frowned and felt very awkward, but he took a deep breath and softened his tone.
"Open the door, you should eat something!"
After waiting, there is no sound inside.
Mu Junxi’s heart sank and he felt that the little thing of Luoyayan was still angry with himself.
Forget it, seeing that she has suffered a lot today.
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