He Dongling smiled proudly, then took a sip of water.
[Ding, He Slag's favorability rating is fifty-five.]
Bai Weiwei was surprised: "How did the favorability increase?"
She doesn't seem to be doing anything.
System: "It's good if it goes up, no matter how it goes up."
Bai Weiwei felt that the system made sense.
Anyway, as long as you don't dance, you can do anything.
After He Dongling took a shower, he was pushed out of the bathroom by the male nurse.
Bai Weiwei's work is mainly responsible for the usual work, as for these tasks involving privacy.
She didn't do it, but specially invited the male nurses in the hospital to do it.
When He Dongling thought about their husband and wife, he never wanted to touch her.
So it's only natural that she would be shy.
He was reluctant to force her on this.
Bai Weiwei just liked He Nanxi's Weibo, and when she was done, she looked back and saw He Nanxi came out.
Just give him medicine and water.
After He Dongling took the medicine, he raised his head and stared at her seriously.
His eyes were dark, with a dim light, and there was a hint of tenderness that was not easily discernible.
He said in a low voice, "Vivi."
Bai Weiwei was still thinking about the award-winning forwarding activity on He Nanxi's Weibo, and hummed casually.
He Dongling hesitated for a moment, "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival."
Bai Weiwei's eyes drifted to the notebook, "Oh, Mid-Autumn Festival."
It's no wonder that Weibo has forwarded the lottery. The tenth prize above is Doraemon's two-meter doll.
want to.
Seeing her perfunctory, He Dongling's face was a little unpleasant, and he stopped when he spoke.
He's scumbag, but he loves face.
Bai Weiwei: "Is there anything else? It's all right, then I'll surf the Internet and forward a Weibo."
He Dongling suddenly got a little unhappy and said, "Is it Nanxi's Weibo?"
Bai Weiwei nodded: "The prize is very good, I will try to draw a prize once."
After speaking, Bai Weiwei opened the Weibo page and started logging into Weibo.
He Dongling twitched the corners of his mouth, couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and opened his cheap brother's Weibo.
The comments on Weibo were immediately charged.
The previous bad comments were all deleted, leaving a bunch of brainless fans, and some administrators who controlled the field were praising the beauty of He Nanxi's prosperous age.
He Dongling glanced at the prize.
Dazzling.
He couldn't help but ask, "Which prize do you want."
Bai Weiwei replied casually, "Doraemon."
He Dongling: It's really childlike.
He coughed lightly, "I'll buy it for you."
Bai Weiwei didn't even turn her head back, "There is no exciting lottery significance if you buy it."
He Dongling who was rejected: "..."
He was silent for a few seconds, decided to lose face, and continued to invite: "Your nurse did a good job, I'll give you a prize."
Bai Weiwei looked back, "What prize."
He Dongling: "Push me out."
Bai Weiwei didn't think much, and pushed him out.
He Dongling showed a smile, indescribably satisfied and happy.
Bai Weiwei pushed He Dongling to the jewelry store.
Then took a ring box.
Bai Weiwei glanced at it, thinking that he was going to start a routine.
Like a marriage proposal or something.
She could have declined by the way.
However, He Dongling actually put the ring box in his pocket without any intention of giving it to her.
Bai Weiwei didn't think much, and then went to the gift shop with He Dongling.
He Dongling bought her a fat man who was two meters long.
"Do you like this gift?"
Bai Weiwei looked at Fatty Lan and suddenly lost interest in the lottery.
Because the two meter dolls are the prizes she wants to draw.