He Has a Sickness that Needs to be Cured

Yan Ning ran down the stairs: "You ... how come you?"

The Song Zhou took near, reached out and helped him: "The class teacher let me see you."

Ying Ning does not believe in a word.

I still don't have a school, and the Song Zhou is in charge, please leave, according to the last time, the memory is coming over.

It is impossible to say that it is impossible, and Yan Ning strongly presses the expression on his face, saying that the servant waiting for: "He is indeed my classmate, you will go first."

The maid should leave after, and Yan Ning took the Song Zhou to the living room direction: "You don't go to class?"

"No." Song Zhou did not explain more, put the bag in the side of the sofa, and carefully got the face of Yan Ning, "Have you ever eaten?"

Yan Ning nodded: "I only ate a little bit."

He is still hungry now, is the Song Zhou now, is it to give him a meal?

Yan Ning was unbelieving directly, and took a moment to pour a glass of water, Song Zhou took a few mouthfuls, but did not say anything.

Is it difficult to see him?

He wants to say, sitting at the Song Zhou next to him, taking him from time to time, the purpose is obvious.

After half of the Song Zhou, he said slowly: "Is there anything I can help?"

Yan Ning thought, of course.

But if he wants to give Song Zhou money, as a remuneration for him to make a meal, how to express it? He is upset, Song Zhou out: "Hungry is not hungry?"

Seeing that he took the initiative, Yan Ning is old and true: "Hungry."

There is no other person in the living room, Song Zhou asked: "When you said in school, can you only eat what I gave?"

"Yes," I am afraid that he doesn't believe yourself, "I am also true," I said it is true, I don't have to lie to you ... I have been in the afternoon. I am quite embarrassed, I am not ... "

Yan Ning said yet, Song Zhou interrupted him: "Okay, I believe you."

"I don't want me to give you some eating?" Song Zhou stepped in trick: "You are uncomfortable today, do something light, there is ingredients at home?"

He deliberately picks this time, it is estimated that the aunt that specializes in cooking is not, it is more convenient, and what he makes, although it is more than aunt, but it is still good.

Yan Ning nodded like garlic: "There should be, just cook some porridge."

Song Zhou's heart is satisfied, there is not much expression on his face, it seems that it is just a hard work to cook Jinger: "I want to help, I just said."

He got up to go to the kitchen. She still remembered the place last time, Yan Ning followed behind him: "Sorry, I also delay your time ... It's better, I usually use it, I usually use it. "

Song Zhou suddenly stopped to turn, and Yan Ning almost hit.

"Don't give money." Song Zhou's eyes mean long, "I don't need this."

Yan Ning did not detect this, he also immersed in the gratitude to Song Zhou, since Song Zhou did not want money, he would no longer mention this, and then find the opportunity to compensate him.

Auntie has just purchased the ingredients at noon today, and Yan Ning is uncomfortable today. Song Zhou has stirped two dishes and cook a large yam pump porridge.

Boiled porridge takes some time, when the empty file, Song Zhou said to Yanning: "I have more porridge, I am hungry at night, I can heate it."

Yanning has been watching him in the kitchen, he heard the words: "Okay, thank you."

Song Zhou is standing on the edge of the cabinet, his school uniform coat is placed outside, only wearing a shirt roll up, wearing a full skirt, there is a sense of violations, "After a while, you can go to rest."

Yan Ning is going to shake his head, Song Zhou is not here: "Go, make you."

The expression on the Song Zhou face is too natural, and Yan Ning has a moment, and even if he is here. The guests are here.

When he returned to the room, he did the English test paper. After the meal was done, Song Zhou did not call him, but he sent him to the room.

Song Zhoun he found a few bowls, the vegetables and porridge were installed, and the end came up, let Yan Ning eat in the room.

Yan Ning has been hungry, so I quickly drunk a big bowl of pump porridge, and I also ate a lot of vegetables.

"There are some dishes, all in the refrigerator."



He took out the phone to see the time, got up, don't: "Time is not early, you have a good rest."

Yan Ning hurriedly said: "I let the driver send you!"

Song Zhou did not refuse, wait for the driver to finish the phone, pick up the spoon in the bowl and pick up a porridge to send it to Yanning's mouth: "Is it going to class tomorrow?"

When I was drinking, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "I have to go."

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Yanning is almost necessary to become a stars. He is still not very embarrassed to directly demand anything, but it is still a way: "Can you, will not be too trouble you."

Song Zhou put down the spoon, hurriedly: "Isn't it said? I will give you breakfast later."

Yan Ning said in half a day, until the driver called and panicked: "Are you here? Ah ... I am going down."

He stood up and stopped by Song Zhou: "I will go down myself."

Qi Ning should, pinch the phone low, Song Zhou suddenly bent down, the eyes fall from his eyes to the chin, whisper: "How is the face is red."

Yan Ning took a breath and retired, Song Zhou has been standing straight, and there is no room like anything.

He listened to the footsteps of Song Zhou, and sat back on the stool and continued to drink porridge. After a long time, the system did not have a swearing: "That ... host, you are ..."

It's a bit less right.

The system has been frequently banned in these days, and it does not dare to talk easily. I am afraid that I am so angry, but now I can't help it.

It observed the day of Song Zhou, but also to buy breakfast for Yan Ning, but also sent him to the medical room, this is not said, Yan Ning is gone home, he still wars him to cook? Don't say what class teacher, it doesn't believe it.

If you do a meal, you will be quite wonderful.

I didn't dare to say a stack of words, and I was afraid that Yan Ning really did not know.

Yan Ning didn't drink a porridge without a pick, put the last porridge in the bowl, and the heat on the face gradually dissipated.