Allergic Satan

When he drew a comic until midnight, his stomach was croaking and yelling. He remembered that there was a bag of milk and a few pieces of Italian pancakes in the refrigerator, and walked to the kitchen with slippers. He ate the pancakes Zheng Xiaolang made that morning and sighed. Well, she admitted that he was indeed a good man. Looking at any man in the world who is as successful as his career and handsome as him, he is not surrounded by a bunch of flowers and plants.

As she ate, she heard a series of low moans coming from the door, "Is there a thief, what should I do?" She was so scared that she closed the refrigerator door and stood in the kitchen stupidly.

She listened with sympathy, and the moans outside seemed to be getting lower and weaker. Thinking about it, it was okay now. As soon as she climbed onto the bed and before she could lie down, she heard someone slapping her door vigorously. It seemed that she could vaguely hear the call of the old locksmith next door.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was indeed an old locksmith. "Why are you so cruel? You locked your husband outside. Look at him having a fever." The old locksmith's face looked very bad, and she hugged Zheng Xiaolang and put him on the sofa in the living room.

"Girl, take him to the hospital. I guess he is allergic. Come and see his rash on his face. If it doesn't work, it will kill someone." The old locksmith's brow was tighter than the lock he had opened, as if there was his son on the sofa.

Xiang Lao Locksmith arrived and saw that his condition was indeed not good. He quickly called Zheng Xiaoling. More than half an hour later, Zheng Xiaoling arrived. He walked down the stairs with Zheng Xiaolang on his back, and Qingyi could only follow them.

When she arrived at the hospital, she went to the emergency room and entered the special ward. Seeing the nurse busy hanging water for him, she regretted cursing him. He was uncomfortable, but it also made them sleepless.

"What are you thinking?" Zheng Xiaoling buried himself in the sofa tiredly. He hadn't had a good night's sleep these few nights. He thought he could finally have a stable sleep tonight, but his elder brother was allergic.

"I'm wondering, are you drinking a lot of wine?" Qingyi glanced at him. The fatigue and red blood in his eyes all showed that he was seriously owed to sleep now.

Looking back, he was already asleep. He asked the nurse for a quilt cover and covered him. He looked at Zheng Xiaolang on the hospital bed no longer grabbed it as hard as before, twisting desperately. He took a towel and gently wiped his face and arms. The nurse said he wanted to keep it clean. After washing the towel, it took a lot of effort to unbutton the button on his chest, but he suddenly opened his eyes. "You molested me."

Qingyi was completely knocked down by him when she heard this. He actually said that she molested him. Did she make a mistake? If it weren't for helping him with sweat, would she have to unbutton him? I really thought she was hungry and wouldn't she have to eat.

"I'm afraid that I'll molest you, why don't you ask your Xiaolian to serve you? I haven't even been sleepy." Qingyi angrily pulled open his clothes and wiped them randomly with a towel on his chest.

Seeing her childish actions, Zheng Xiaolang smiled secretly. No matter what, this girl still cares about him, otherwise she wouldn't be jealous. If she did this, no one would believe it if she wasn't jealous.

"Qingyi, can you sit here with me?" He gently held her hand, but she staggered and threw herself on his bed without standing firmly.

"Oh, you're quite heavy." He smiled and joked in her ear. Seeing that her ears were even red, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

Seeing his affectionate face, Qingyi took a stool and sat next to him. "Qingyi told me, what's wrong with me? As long as you tell me, I'll change it, okay?" Now he is not like a man in his thirties, but like a spoiled child. No wonder some people say that a four-year-old child will always live in a man's heart, no matter how old he is.

"I want to ask you, you left me alone that day and let those men look at me. What do you mean?" Qingyi gritted her teeth when she thought of what happened at the banquet that day. There were a few more anger in her eyes.

"I just want to say a few words to my grandfather, explain it, and then formally introduce you to him. Who told you to leave with other men?" He was a little unfair. Thinking about it, she clearly abandoned him that day, but now she is right. He saw the handsome boy with his own eyes and sent her home.

"When did I leave with other men? Is that my dad good? I asked the waiter to bring a message to you and let him tell you that my dad and I will leave first." Qingyi suddenly understood a little. Did he treat his brother as... that day...

"Your dad, so young. That boy is at most in his twenties. Your dad is so young, how old did he give birth to you?" He became more angry as he thought about it, and his face became even more gloomy.

"Haha, I'm so laughing to death." Seeing his jealous look, Qingyi couldn't help it. She didn't want to explain it to him immediately, just wanted to see how long his gloomy face could last.

"Qingyi, what are you laughing at?" Zheng Xiaoling was awakened by Qingyi's laughter and asked curiously with his sleepy eyes.

"Me, come here and I'll tell you." Qingyi leaned into Zheng Xiaoling's ear and told him about his brother.

Seeing that they were laughing more and more happily, Zheng Xiao sat up straight up in anger.

The two finally laughed enough, and Qingyi didn't want to explain to him, because he even convicted him of himself without asking him. And he brought that Xiaolian with him. Yes, Xiaolian is really a girl who is more elegant than Lianhua. Although she doesn't want to admit that she is jealous of Xiaolian, even if she doesn't want to be jealous, she can't be able to keep such a beautiful woman at home. The most important thing is that Dad's words work again.

"By the way, Xiaoling, this time the best design is the best. Have you participated in the competition with your own works?" Zheng Xiaolang knew that she would definitely not tell him who the boy was. Anyway, she didn't want to tell him, and he had the ability to inquire.

"I didn't participate in the competition because I am also one of the judges." Xiaoling smiled, rubbed his hair, and glanced at Qingyi.

"Feng Lian is also going to participate in the competition. She said she has handed over the manuscript. She is a designer who just returned from Paris. Your Qiuyun needs such talents."

"Why has it turned into my Qiuyun again? Isn't Qiuyun from Zheng's company?" Zheng Xiaoling couldn't understand his elder brother's mind for a moment. At that time, the person in charge of Qiuyun was indeed looking for him, but he had no money to buy it. So he asked his elder brother to buy it. No matter what, this industry belongs to Zheng's family.

"Xiaoling, remember that the end of this year is your 30th birthday. This is the company that my brother bought with his own money and gave it to you as a birthday gift. This company didn't spend a penny of Zheng's money, it was completely my own."

"Then I can't want it." It's not that I don't want a gift, but this gift is too expensive. The elder brother has been working hard these years, and he has always been doing what he likes freely.

"You can't help it." He smiled roguely, "It's already in your name."

Zheng Xiaoling also smiled bitterly, knowing that his elder brother had designed him. He was thirty years old and he should really settle down.

"Congratulations." Qingyi sincerely congratulated him. He is actually talented, but it may be because Zheng Xiaolang's light blocked him. So if he left the Zheng family enterprise now, his light will definitely bloom completely in the near future.

"By the way, I may have to go out for a few days in a few days. I wonder if I can come back to participate." Zheng Xiaoling suddenly remembered that his friend's mood was not very stable today. He agreed to go shopping with her in Hong Kong.

Zheng Xiaolang was discharged from the hospital the next morning. After being discharged from the hospital, he went directly to the company without rest. Qingyi was so tired that she was too lazy to go to work. She called her secretary and told her that she was too tired today and would not go.

But doing nothing is just lying on the terrace, watching the blue sky like the sea and the flowing clouds floating. It is really comfortable, and you can also think about the next scene of the comic in your mind.

Before she knew it, it was already dark, and she didn't know how she fell asleep. But after she woke up, a fragrance came out of the kitchen. She didn't believe that there were any fairy sisters or fairy girls who would help her cook. But her key was not given to anyone. Could it be a thief? But this thief was too bold, would he dare to cook at someone's house? And the fragrance of this dish is really good.

"I can't get up to eat, I want to come. I wonder if you are not going to eat tonight." Zheng Xiaolang's voice was so gentle and low that it was heart-warming. He walked in wearing a flower apron.

"You, why did you enter my door? I don't remember giving you the key." She looked at him and wondered what kind of skills he had, so he could open the door of her house without disturbing her. She entered the house openly and cooked supper.

"Haha, you must have a secret. Don't you allow others to have a secret? I'll tell you, don't eat quickly, wait for the child to call you, don't think about hearing it." He knocked on her head with his hand, took off his apron, took up her hand and walked towards the restaurant.

The table was filled with dishes, including prawns and sweet and sour pork ribs, and a few side dishes she liked to eat. Qingyi's eyes were straightened. She could cook normally, but the taste of the cooking was not as fragrant as his, making people feel excited.

"Tell me, how could you cook such delicious dishes? It's really jealous." Qingyi grabbed a piece of rib and chewed it in her mouth.
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