Feng Nai also looked over there, and casually put the thin quilt on Mo Bei's body. When he bent over, there was a faint smell of medicine in his breath.
train
Is it because you are worried that your shoulders will affect your performance
Feng Nai narrowed his eyes.
Nailin stood there, wanting to say something.
Feng Nai picked him up and threw him on his bed: "Turn off the lights and go to sleep."
Nailin's voice was a little low: "I'll wake up my little brother tomorrow."
"That requires you to be able to get up." Feng Nai mocked well: "The lazy bed is near the pit."
Nailin's cheeks were bulging: "Anyway, I get up earlier than you, so you can sleep wherever you go."
Feng Nai didn't pay any attention to this sentence, and lay there with his eyes closed.
After turning over, Nailin said to his brother: "In the future, I will let my little brother cook less. He has to cook, train, go to the hospital, and study. He is too tired."
Feng Nai gave a faint "um", as if he didn't care.
However, the next day, he called directly and asked his assistant to deliver the meal.
The assistant's original intention was to grab "Mo Nan"'s meal.
His young master dispelled his thoughts with one word.
The assistant still doesn't understand what's going on.
The car was used to deliver "Mo Nan".
Mo Bei could see that Feng Nai took good care of her. A certain god treated her friends very well.
Just like before, in the game, it's the same.
Generally speaking, after being hit by a chair, there is really no reaction at the moment.
But the next day, the blue area sometimes swells up.
Because Mo Bei has to train and has many places to use his hands, these are simply unavoidable.
The pain now is indeed worse than yesterday.
Even lifting an arm feels heavy.
Fortunately, the provincial competition starts tomorrow.
After Mo Bei's eyes deepened, he walked into the ward.
Yun Shen was still lying on the hospital bed, there was nothing else going on, like a witch, she brought her mobile phone over, and was keeping accounts one by one, preparing to find all the venues when she went to the dinner party this afternoon.
Of course, this matter can not let Bey know.
So when Mo Bei came in.
Yun Shen also put away the phone, with a really clear smile: "It's so early? Are you not tired?"
"I'm not tired." Mo Bei opened the insulation cover. There were dumplings on the top and dumpling soup on the bottom. Because the temperature was kept well, there was a hot aroma.
In order to play her current role well, Yunshen has been on a diet all the time. Deciding to reveal her identity means she has to go home to inherit the branch company and continue to learn her business management. Dumplings, under normal circumstances, in front of Mo Bei, even if Yun Shen is a witch, she is also a spoiled witch.
This point always makes the brokers who don't understand the situation feel miraculous.
Yun Shen urged Mo Bei to leave after eating.
Mo Bei glanced at her: "What's the matter?"
"It's not my business, it's your business. People who fail the monthly exam are not allowed to participate in the provincial competition, have you forgotten?" Yun Shen raised his eyebrows: "Do you have an exam today?"
Mo Bei looked up at his watch: "Ten o'clock."
"It's almost the same in the past." Yun Shen smiled and said, "You don't like skipping classes the least."
Mo Bei let out a "hmm", and then said calmly: "Do you want to tell everyone your identity this time?"
Yun Shen paused.
Mo Bei picked up his schoolbag with one hand and looked at her: "If it's for me, no need."
Yun Shen wanted to say something.
Mo Bei turned his eyes sideways, his school uniform fluttered, and his voice was still weak: "I won't be defeated that easily. You don't care, and I don't care either. Since I am coming back, I will win all the way to the end."
(end of this chapter)