Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 872 I'm hungry...

If Lucy saw Chris like this, she would be so shocked that she would lose her teeth.

Is their eldest lady... acting like a spoiled child? !

Emma, ​​it must be a hallucination, hehehe, hallucination!
How is this possible!
Yuan Ming shook his head helplessly. Seeing Chris like this, even a stone man would not be able to be ruthless, let alone Yuan Ming is still a living person.

What's more, this living person spent most of the night thinking about her frowns and smiles last night.

Yuan Ming stretched out his arm towards her: "Help."

The miserable expression on Chrissy's face shattered in an instant. She pursed her lips and smiled lightly. She stretched out her hand to wrap around Yuan Ming's arm, half hanging on his arm, and still staggered as she walked on the school's plastic floor. on the runway.

Yuan Ming led her around slowly, and when her breathing became more stable, he withdrew his arm: "I'm going back."

Chris still followed him closely: "I'll come back too!"

Yuan Ming nodded, and bought two breakfasts when passing by the breakfast shop.

It's just that Chris waited until Yuan Ming came in, but she didn't see him give her another breakfast.

After Yuan Ming closed the door, a dimness flashed unconsciously in his eyes.

He decided to quit the "bad habit" of morning running.

Or simply buy a treadmill and come back.

Outside the door, Chris stared at the closed door and stomped her feet fiercely.

result--

"Oh, it hurts..."

Chris nearly burst into tears.

Her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to move them. Just when she stomped her feet, she almost died of pain.

Chris leaned on the wall, staggered into the room, and then... didn't come out all day.

Because of such a run this morning, Chrissy has accomplished one of the achievements in her life-here, skipping class for the first time.

Chris slept in the dark for a day and a night at home. On the second day... she couldn't get up at all, the muscles all over her body were so sore that she almost shed tears when she turned over.

But she couldn't get up, because... she was hungry!
Chris struggled to get out of bed, and after hesitating for a while, she went to the balcony.

It was just six o'clock, which was the time when she and Yuan Ming went for a morning jog the day before yesterday.

Chris held onto the balcony railing with one hand, picked up the goblet with the other, and threw it onto the balcony next door with all her strength.

Yuan Ming was doing push-ups in the room when he suddenly heard the sound of glass shattering, and even a small piece of glass splashed down on his hand.

This... what the hell?Broken glass upstairs?
Ah bah, where's the upstairs? They live on the top floor.

Yuan Ming got up from the ground and walked out with a puzzled face. He looked at the glass shards on the ground. Well, looking at the wreckage, it was a goblet.

From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the person standing on the balcony next to him, and Yuan Ming turned around to look at her helplessly: "Miss, can you just call out if you have something to do? It's really nice to be so violent in the morning..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and his brows gradually frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Chris looked at him with some resentment: "I'm hungry."

"Hungry?" Yuan Ming was taken aback for a moment. He had just seen Chris's face turn pale, as did her lips. He thought she was sick, but he didn't expect...she actually said such a sentence.

Yuan Ming replied subconsciously: "You can eat when you are hungry, why throw things at me?"

In fact, he wanted to say: You shouldn't look at me with such resentful eyes when you're hungry!I didn't steal your biscuits.

Chris felt so tired that she was about to collapse on the balcony railing: "My leg hurts and I can't walk."

"Then you crawled over from the bedroom?"

Yuan Ming swears, he just made fun of this sentence, there is really no other meaning!
"..." Chris's face turned cold.

Yuan Ming immediately surrendered: "It's okay, you wait, I'll find you something to eat and you go to bed first." Yuan Ming said, turned and walked into the room.

After a while, Yuan Ming came back with a bag of toast and eggs. Seeing Chris's appearance, he sighed again. With the astonished eyes of Si, he easily turned over the balcony and stood in front of Chris.

"You you you..." Chris looked at him incoherently.

In fact, she had always been curious about how Yuan Ming climbed over the balcony that day. She imagined countless dangerous scenes in her mind, but she never expected that Yuan Ming would come over so easily.

No wonder...he opened the door for her so quickly.

Yuan Ming looked down at her legs, then shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his arms to her again: "Here."

Chris slowly let go of the armrest, supported Yuan Ming's arm, and moved her leg with great effort.

Yuan Ming looked at her for a while, then turned around and bent over to hug her up.

Chris let out a low cry, and then subconsciously put her arms around Yuan Ming's neck.

Yuan Ming carried Chris back to her bedroom with a blank expression, and put her on the bed.

Chris stared blankly at his profile, forgetting for a moment that she should let go.

Yuan Ming bent over and looked at her helplessly: "Let go."

Chris froze for a moment, then the temperature of her cheeks rose rapidly, and she let go of her arms around his neck like an electric shock.

Yuan Ming stuffed the bread and eggs into her arms, and said, "You go to bed first, I'll go down to buy breakfast, what do you eat?"

Holding the bread, Chris wanted to wait for Yuan Ming to leave before starting, but her stomach growled uncontrollably.

Chris's face turned even redder, and the corners of Yuan Ming's mouth raised unconsciously. He looked at her with a smile: "You didn't eat all day yesterday, did you?"

Chris didn't want to wrong her stomach anymore, she hummed softly as she opened the bread bag, "I finished running yesterday... I'm exhausted, I slept all day, how can I have the strength to eat?!"

Yuan Ming was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, looking at her he couldn't help frowning: "Do you regret it?"

"No regrets!" Chris took a bite of the bread and answered him vaguely, her big sapphire-like eyes still staring at him.

Yuan Ming looked at her, shook his head after a long time, turned around and walked to the balcony, only said "I'm going to buy breakfast", and never looked back.

Chris bit the bread and looked at Yuan Ming's back, her eyes turned red.

Nasty man!

Will he die if he comforts her? !
Do you regret it or not...

She regrets!I regret so much that my intestines are green!

She shouldn't live in this apartment, shouldn't know him, shouldn't like...

Chris wiped her face with her hand, wiped off the excess moisture, then took another bite of the bread in her hand viciously, as if it was Yuan Ming's arm, her own teeth ached from the bite.

(End of this chapter)