Good Morning, Dear

With the passage of time, the blink of an eye is 4 a.m. if you linger, it will be dawn. At dawn, she had to ask, "where are the flowers? Where are my flowers? What's the surprise you promised me?"

He was afraid and didn't know where her flowers were now.

I changed the medicine and didn't dare to delay. I checked her temperature and medical records. It was 38.7 degrees. It was still a high fever and had to be dealt with. During the day, Liu Jian has used all the drugs he should use. Now he can only take medicine to reduce his fever. Soak the powder and bring it to her: "drink it. After drinking it, go to sleep, and the fever will go away."

"You sleep with me." Cheng Qingyao is definitely intentional. After drinking the medicine, she pulls him to sleep together, but she won't let him go.

He was speechless, impatient, making excuses... What thirsty, want to go down and find some water to drink... What hungry, want to find something to eat... What uncomfortable, want to take a bath... What urgent urination, want to go to the bathroom

Cheng Qingyao didn't agree, but he didn't agree: "you can wet the bed. It's like reading urine. I don't mind. Just let mother Wang take it at dawn."

Sample!

See what tricks he can play. When she opens her eyes at dawn, she can see flowers. She believes in ghosts!

If that's what he said, what's his worry? Pinch what? Say this reason at the beginning. How can there be so much nonsense behind it? However, after her persistent entanglement and interrogation, she was initially sure that he did not go out to find a woman today.

There is no woman's perfume and no woman's lips.

However, he must not have read it directly. He must have done something he wouldn't tell her. It may be a secret or a surprise. Whatever it is, it's harmless to her.

So, bad, hold his arm and lean in his arms: "I haven't been with me all day. Now I sleep with me."

"..." Mo Li was crazy, his head began to sweat, his hands gently patted her back, but his eyes kept staring at the clock on the wall. Five minutes later, five minutes later, five minutes later... Lower your head again, ha ha

Sleep!

She's asleep!

Holding his arm and sticking to his chest, his posture did not change, his breath was hot, but his breathing was steady and uniform. He moved his arm, but he didn't strengthen his strength. He was happy, happy, small sample. He fought with uncle, and didn't look at what medicine he gave?

Cheng Qingyao still wants to drag, but she can't stand the lethargy attribute of the drug effect. Dragging her, she is too sleepy to open her eyes, and her consciousness is getting farther and farther away. Mo Li looked at the time. It was about five o'clock. He carefully slipped out of bed, hurried into the bathroom, pulled the door and called Zhang Yangfei.

get up!

Send flowers!

In an hour!

Wait to be a woman until the second half of your life!

Zhang Yangfei didn't want to be a woman. He jumped up from his dream to make a phone call. He called all the calls he could. The flower shops in the city were starting up, and all the red roses in the flower market were looted. At half past five, the first batch of red roses arrived. At six o'clock, the second batch and the third batch were delivered one after another.

Mo Li didn't sleep all night and couldn't sleep. He personally made bouquets and posed. Cheng Qingyao was absolutely intentional. She refused to sleep at first and refused to wake up now. She didn't wake up until eight o'clock in the morning. She turned over and went to sleep again.

However, the fever has subsided and the swelling of the wound has disappeared. It's not as dazzling as it was just now!

He called Zhang Yangfei again: "call again now and inform... This... Inform... That..." one, two, three, four requests in total, and asked him to do it quickly.

Zhang Yangfei said there was no problem and called downstairs one by one. Liu Jian came for an infusion. He had to jump when he walked. The room was full of flowers and there was no place for him: "what does that mean? They are getting married today?"

Zhang Yangfei smiled: "it's almost the same if you don't get married. Don't go today. Stay to see a good play, which will definitely open your eyes."

Liu Jian can't imagine the eye opening scene, but he doesn't dare to go up. First, he has no way to go up. Second, he is afraid of disturbing Mo Li's good deeds.

Mo Li is nothing good. Seeing that she doesn't wake up, she runs to take a shower. Chong Hao sees that she hasn't woken up yet, and blows her hair to make her hair style. It's as smelly as reading. Her hair is well cut and firmly shaped on her head. How do you think the evil is invincible.

"Yao Yao." came to the bedside and called a few times, but he still couldn't wake up. He ran to pick out clothes, a new white shirt, a new black swallow tail, a new black leather shoes, and a new black bow tie.

Wearing a bow tie, Cheng Qingyao's angry cry suddenly came from outside. It was louder than one: "don't leave, don't leave, don't leave..." Cheng Qingyao finally woke up. She didn't see the flowers and didn't see Mo Li. She thought she had been abandoned again. She was so angry that her brain hurt suddenly.

Just, in a flash, the shadow came and looked up... Meow... Wang... What the hell? What does he want to play? Make up a proposal bouquet and make it like this? The demon could hardly see it. At a glance, his heart was full of him: "you, you, you..."

Being handsome and ignorant, she didn't speak neatly: "dress up like this early in the morning. Who are you trying to seduce?"

Mo Li's eyes were like water, his face was gentle, and he reached out to touch her forehead: "very good, the fever has subsided, and the wound is much less swollen than before. Where else do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Cheng Qingyao is more stupid. Her eyes don't move and she won't say anything. NIMA's, do you want to do this? Does her voice sound so good? Early in the morning, just got up. Does he want to play so hard? I earned it. Fortunately, I repented in time. Otherwise, such good fat would have to be cheaper for them!

Snickers, giggles, and grins behind your ears!

Mo Li was amused by her, reached out and pinched her face: "look silly, can't speak? I ask you, is there anything else uncomfortable?"

"Heartache." Cheng Qingyao thought for a long time and pointed to her chest: "heartache, great pain. You look so beautiful. How can I live in the future?"

Mo Li was full of black lines and continued to pinch her face: "handsome, handsome and dignified. Any one is better than beautiful. Thank you." he was a great man. He had to praise him for his beauty. It was embarrassing.

Cheng Qingyao giggled and asked him where the flowers were?

Without saying anything, he bent down and took her into the bathroom: "wash quickly, I'll ask someone to come in and help you." then he slipped away. Before she reacted, he saw three women come in with different props in their hands, one is a makeup artist, one is a stylist, and the other is a dresser.

They come in to dress Cheng Qingyao!

Cheng Qingyao was more confused. She couldn't predict what would happen in a moment. She asked them. They didn't say anything, just helped her make up, comb her hair and change her beautiful dress. When everything is done, Cheng Qingyao is also new, and her beauty is no less than Mo Li.

"How nice."

"Mr. Mo has a good eye."

"This white dress matches president Mo's clothes today."

"Looking at it like this, I feel like I'm getting married."

"Miss Cheng, do you think there is any need to change?"

"When you come in, Mo always has a special explanation. Let's go out first after we're busy. He said he would come in and pick up Miss Cheng himself."

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One by one, they left, leaving Cheng Qingyao alone in the room. She was so flustered that she didn't get married so quickly. She proposed to her. Mo Li suddenly made such a big scene. Did she want to propose to her again?

When she fell asleep, it was almost five o'clock, and now it's almost ten o'clock. Five hours is enough for him to buy flowers and rearrange, so... The more she thinks, the more likely she is, the more she thinks, the more flustered she is. She's so flustered that she doesn't decline. She's restless that she doesn't dare to look at the door for fear that she will be embarrassed if she bumps into him