Admit it, you're heartbroken

Chapter 169 I know I'm playing petty temper

On the window covered with ice crystals, Zhou Yixu's bright eyes were burning, as if trying to melt away the cold air around him.

In the somewhat blurred reflection, Zheng Ziyue actually saw some anticipation in his eyes.

Why, when you are in a bad mood, you can just ignore me and ignore me?
Zheng Ziyue took a few glances, then turned her head away from the window.

Turning his head to the side, he closed his eyes and meditated.

Zhou Yixu was stunned for a moment, then secretly sighed.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping state, she was not discouraged, and was ready to move towards her as soon as she raised her buttocks.

But seeing that Zheng Ziyue didn't open her eyes, she just picked up the big bags she bought and put them aside, immediately filling up the space between her and Zhou Yixu.

Zhou Yixu, who was lifting his butt, was stunned for a moment, and the little flame in his eyes was also wiped out by a basin of cold water.

Tang Xiaoxiang looked up at the rearview mirror, seeing Zhou Yixu's deflated appearance, his eyes widened.

Unexpectedly, a good girlfriend who is always easy to coax, this time is also enlightened, and she knows how to play a little temper!
Well done!

Dog men can't be used to it, it's okay to just coax them, they will take it for granted after a long time.

Zheng Ziyue closed her eyes, feeling the gaze on her, resisting the urge to talk to him, gritting her teeth and never moving.

She was afraid of losing Zhou Yixu, and she was even more afraid that he would keep her in captivity if he disagreed.

In addition, he didn't contact him for three whole days, and he was entangled in fear of anger and grievance, and he didn't know how to face it.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yixu knew that what he said earlier had pierced her heart.

The three of them were thinking about each other, and the car had already driven to the underground garage of Zheng Ziyue's residential area.

Sitting in the car seat, Tang Xiaoxiang watched the WeChat message from Xiao Yunzi and suddenly realized that Zhou Yixu had been arrested for the past three days.

That's fine, just forgive him for a second.

As for whether he can coax Xiaoyue well, it all depends on his own ability.

Thinking about it, Tang Xiaoxiang still couldn't help giving Zhou Yixu a blank look, and slipped the car keys into the hands of his best friend.

"Xiaoyue, if you have anything to say, just say it in the car, my dear, it's very cold outside, I'll pick up the car in a few days."

Whispering something in her ear, Tang Xiaoxiang opened the car door and left. Huo Xiaoyun's car was already at the side.

"Hey! Xiaoxiang!"

Who is going to say something to him? !
Zheng Ziyue, who was resting with her eyes closed, saw that her best friend had just thrown herself to Zhou Yixu, and anxiously stretched out her hand to grab her, but grabbed the air.

"Yueyue." Seeing her resistance, Zhou Yixu rubbed his eyebrows and called her.

Zheng Ziyue was still sitting there watching Tang Xiaoxiang's leaving back, but when she heard him speak, her heart skipped a beat.

Like a frightened wild cat, he quickly turned around and picked up the big and small bags he had put on the seat, put the car keys on the seat, pushed the door open and ran towards the elevator as if fleeing.

"Please ask Huo Xiaoyun to give the car keys to Xiaoxiang!"

The voice has not completely fallen, and the person has disappeared.

After running home in one breath, Zheng Ziyue put down her things and lay down on the bed panting heavily.

Eye circles were red, looking at the portrait of mother on the bed, tears flowed silently from the corners of his eyes.

After falling asleep until the next morning, Zheng Ziyue woke up with a drowsy head, took a shower and sat at the desk.

The affairs in the publicity department have been put on hold for more than ten days because of the medical trouble, and we can no longer delay the publicity plan because of our own reasons.

After participating in the online meeting with partners from the Propaganda Department and the Fire Department, I drew the comic content according to the previously planned content.

Determined to escape to the end, Zheng Ziyue continued to lock herself at home, and her painting output skyrocketed.

Zheng Ziyue also had a different kind of experience in her heart after the medical trouble incident she personally experienced.

In the mid-term of the painting of the doctor's hundred phases, he no longer used strong color contrast to highlight the tension of the picture, but used a more simple painting method.

Showing the most real situation in the hospital to everyone's eyes, many of the seemingly locked and unreasonable processes in the hospital are actually the result of a lot of blood lessons!

With the update of Little Crescent Moon, her fans have grown more and more, and even many official media have begun to pay attention to her account.

In this world, there is still a need for someone to speak up and work hard for the fragile relationship that is prone to misunderstanding.

Although it will accidentally fall into danger.

But everyone looked at Little Crescent Moon's quiet update, and inexplicably saw an momentum that although there are tens of millions of people, I will go.

……

In the living room, Zheng Gang was holding the mobile phone, flipping through it boredly, and at the same time looking at the girl in the study, a news popped up on the mobile phone.

"Weixian earthquake?"

At this time, Zheng Ziyue's cell phone rang, and Zheng Gang grabbed his cell phone, and picked up his daughter's call casually.

"Uncle Zheng, Xiaoyue locked herself at home to draw again?"

Zheng Gang looked at his daughter who was immersed in painting in the study, and didn't know how to persuade her, "Since I came back from shopping with you last time, Xiaoyue has started to hint at eating, but it's not enough to be locked in the room every day and only know how to paint. .”

Tang Xiaoxiang on the other end of the receiver sighed helplessly after hearing it, "I have to let her go out to get some fresh air and relax, how can I feel better when I'm locked in the room every day."

She also saw that the frequency of her best friend's recent blog update was not normal, so she called to ask about it worriedly.

"The same goes for Xiao Zhou, standing downstairs and drinking the cold wind every day, what the hell is going on with these two children..."

Although Zheng Gang also came from this age, he really couldn't understand what these two young people were tossing about.

Can't we sit together and have a good fight?

"My studio will be less busy in two days. I can rest for a few days. I'll take Xiaoyue to Yangchuan to have fun. Fireworks are in March. It's a good time to go to Yangchuan."

Tang Xiaoxiang on the other end of the phone seemed to have given some instructions to the people around him before talking to Zheng Gang.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Xiaoxiang girl, but fortunately you are with Xiaoyue."

"Oh, Uncle Zheng, you are still being polite to me!"

Zheng Ziyue buried her head in her paintbrush and carefully traced the border, not knowing that her father and best friend had already made plans for her next month's itinerary.

At this moment, Li Rongrong made a WeChat call, "Xiaoyue, Sister Qianqian asked me to tell you that the update of the publicity plan is temporarily suspended."

"Ah? Is something wrong?" Zheng Ziyue answered the phone with his shoulder between his shoulders, not even noticing that his face was stained with paint.

"There was a 7.8-magnitude earthquake in Weixian early this morning, and our hospital also sent a medical team to support it. The situation is urgent, and there should be no time to manage the publicity plan!"

"Earthquake?" Zheng Ziyue was stunned, she lost her grip on the brush and drew a hideous mark on the paper.

"Will the Propaganda Section send someone there?"

"Well, Sissy has already followed."

Zheng Ziyue opened the webpage, checked the news about Wei County, and wondered who was sent there.

She was still hesitating how to speak, Li Rongrong was like a roundworm in her stomach, "By the way, Xiaoyue, I heard that your doctor Zhou is also on the list of supportive treatment team members."

(End of this chapter)