Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Tang Xiao was surprised. He secretly scolded Wen Yunchu for the fact that he was not reliable enough to hide from her even a child, or did he not intend to hide from her at all?

Here, Wenxue doesn't know that she is in the heart of wenyunchu cut into meat to feed the dog, the eyes of the gloomy flash, and then excited again, "Xiaoxiao sister, I almost didn't recognize you just now, you have changed a lot."

Tang Xiao, holding the corner of her lip, can't help stroking Wenxue's yellow and dry hair. "Is that right? My sister is old, Xiaoxue has grown up, and she has grown into a big girl. She is beautiful."

Although she knew that she was comforting herself, Wen Xue couldn't help but lower her head and smile a little shyly, "sister, you have become much more beautiful than before."

When we meet again after a long time, the other party is still a child. Tang Xiao doesn't want to make the topic very heavy as soon as he comes up, so he teases her with a smile as easily as possible and says, "what's beautiful? Do you want to make my sister happy?"

"No, it's true." Wen Xue shakes her head and smiles at her sincerely. Her fingers point cautiously at Tang Xiao's coat and bag, "and now, sister, you are much more beautiful than before."

Her admiration tone and expression in the indelible admiration let Tang Xiao listen to heart and feel uncomfortable for a while, holding her slightly cold fingers warm, "sister has started to work now, can make money, Xiaoxue you like, sister can also buy for you."

This is unintentional casual, but reminds Tang Xiao.

She suddenly reflected that she regretted that she hadn't bought anything downstairs just now. When she saw that snacks and fruits were piled up next to the bed next to the ward, but Wenxue's bed was empty. She didn't feel good.

The little girl didn't seem to care. She shook her head and said, "I can't spend your money, sister. It's hard for you to make money."

It seems that the child still regards her as the college student who used to have classes during the day and work in a restaurant at night.

Although the words are childish, they are really from the heart. Tang Xiao's heart warms when he hears them, and then he feels depressed again.

They chatted with some memories about their family. When they talked to Wen Yunchu, she quietly changed the topic. After all, Wen Xue was still a child, and she didn't see her for a long time. After seeing her, she was only happy and didn't pay much attention to these.

I don't know if it's because of my weak body. After chatting for more than an hour, Wen Xue shows obvious sleepiness. Her eyelids begin to fight, but she doesn't say a word. She listens to Tang Xiao and laughs from time to time.

In the end, Tang Xiao couldn't keep watching. He urged her to have a rest and promised to see her again soon. Then he left and went to the first floor payment window to pay her a month's treatment fee. Only then did he find that Wen Yunchu had not paid for a week.

It seems that what he said in the coffee shop was not all true.

It's a pity that Wen Xue is still such a good child at a young age, but she has such a disease.

Tang Xiao frowned and walked out of the door of the hospital worried. He was thinking about how to deal with it. Suddenly, he felt the mobile phone in his pocket shaking.

The caller ID is mu xiaorou. She picked it up and adjusted her voice. "Miss, I don't think of me until I've finished watching the movie? Is there a power failure in the shopping mall, that's why I need this light bulb? "

Over there, mu xiaorou coughed softly, "what nonsense? I want to ask you what floor you are on now. I just want to go home and take you back. My little uncle says I don't care about you."

As she was saying this, a Zhe's voice came from the microphone. She seemed to be standing a little far away. "Miss, which flavor do you like?"

Tang Xiao's mouth - it sounds like he's playing very well. It seems that he's still shopping together. It's not like he's ready to go home?

Before she spoke, she heard mu xiaorou say "casually" in a hurry. After a while, she seemed to have gone a little further before she said to her mobile phone again, "do you hear me?"

"Well, I hear. What flavor do you like?"