. "Sister, what did you say? I didn't see anything." Ma Xiaole looked into Miyu's collar. Before she could see clearly, she let go of her hand, smiled, and her face seemed to be a little blushing, and said, "No matter whether you saw anything just now, it will not be possible in the future."

"You..." Ma Xiaole was stunned by Mi Yu's question, "No matter what you say, I really didn't see anything just now, I was thinking about other things."

"What else?" Mi Yu frowned, "What do you think? Just keep your waist well."

Ma Xiaole stopped talking because Mi Yu's expression was a bit seductive. If he continued to talk, he was afraid that he would be unable to control himself.

"Okay, I won't chat with you anymore." Mi Yu stood up, "I'll go in and sleep. I'll have to take a good walk tomorrow."

Mi Yu left, Ma Xiaole opened her mouth and watched her swing into the room in a line. "Oh, be honest, don't fall into the trap!" Ma Xiaole comforted herself, fell down, and forced her to fall asleep.

In the morning, when Ma Xiaole woke up, she shouted "Sister". No one answered. When she got up, she saw that there were no figures in the room. While she was wondering, footsteps came from the stairs. Ma Xiaole quickly went to the cat's eyes and saw that it was corn jade!

He quickly returned to the sofa and pulled the quilt to cover it.

"Xiaoma, it's time for breakfast!" Mi Yu shouted warmly after coming in, "You can't always be bedridden if you have a sprained waist!"

"Oh, oh, okay." Ma Xiaole pretended to be lazy, "Let's get up now."

Miyu bought soy milk, buns and fried dough sticks. Ma Xiaole drank a bowl of soy milk, ate two buns and a fried dough stick, and immediately returned to the sofa and lay down.

"You have a good rest, I'll go out for a walk, come back at noon to cook for you." After Mi Yu finished eating, she left with her bag.

When Mi Yu was about to leave, Ma Xiaole jumped off the sofa and walked to the door. From the cat's eyes, he saw that there was no sign of Mi Yu. Then he shouted, put on his clothes and ran out of the door.

Time is precious, and in a very short time, you must find a restaurant that can make fish soup or chicken soup now.

Unfortunately, it was too early, and Ma Xiaole left several houses, and they all said that it was not time yet and could not do it. Finally, Ma Xiaole thought of the woman Zhen Youwei had before, He Hongmei, who might be able to satisfy his wish in her tavern.

It was less than nine o'clock, which was indeed a little too early for any hotel and bar. Ma Xiaole came to He Hongmei Tavern, and the roller shutter door was closed.

"I can't do it, I'm so lazy that I'm too lazy to get maggots in the butt ditch!" Ma Xiaole cursed and looked up and saw a meal order on the door. Ma Xiaole smiled and quickly took out his cell phone to call.

"Hey, it's Boss He!" Ma Xiaole predicted that the phone number above was He Hongmei's, but she was disappointed. It was the phone number of the lobby manager, "What's your boss' phone number?"

"Sorry, you have told me something, for example, if you want to order a meal, I can reserve a room for you."

Although the other party was very polite, Ma Xiaole showed no mercy because she was anxious. "What are you talking about? Just call Boss He just by calling you, the one with the surname Zhen, and ask her to call him back!" Ma Xiaole left his number. He was sure that He Hongmei would definitely call in less than three minutes.

Ma Xiaole made mine more accurate, but he ignored one thing. He Hongmei was not familiar with him at all, so he was ridiculed by He Hongmei at first.

"Boss He, you're so good. I'm Zhen Youwei's friend!" Ma Xiaole was very polite, he had something to ask for.

"Oh, Zhen Youwei's friend, your surname?" He Hongmei's laziness and said, it was obvious that she had not woken up yet.

"Don't let your surname be Ma."

"Ma?" He Hongmei said in confusion, "How can you pretend to call Zhen Youwei?"

"Oh, I have something to ask for your help, I can't say that."

"Zhen Youwei has many friends, and there are many people looking for me. I can't remember anyone with the surname Ma." He Hongmei said, "And you don't think about it. If Zhen Youwei's friends are as ignorant as you, how can I rest?"

Ma Xiaole was very angry when she heard this, but thinking about what He Hongmei said was reasonable, "Boss He, my relationship with Zhen Youwei is not ordinary, so I hope to take care of it."

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

“I want to make a portion of fish soup or pork rib soup.”

"Yeah, what do I think is?" He Hongmei chuckled, "That's all? Is it just a piece of soup? I can't make it? I have to go to my store?"

"Isn't this time inappropriate?" Ma Xiaole held back and forth, "Boss He, for the sake of Zhen Youwei, you should be more tolerant and let the chef make one."

"You think the restaurant is a small canteen, so how could it be that it opened the door to make soup so early?" He Hongmei was obviously unhappy. "I don't know if you were joking on purpose. I don't have the time!"

He Hongmei hung up the phone, catching Ma Xiaole off guard.

"I'll mess with you, the second uncle, what a bird thing!" Ma Xiaole cursed fiercely, thinking about it, and called back again, "He Hongmei, I won't scold you for being irritated because of Zhen Youwei's face. Do you believe it or not and I will mess with you without saying a word. Wouldn't you ask for something to make a bowl of soup? You're still excited, and if you don't do it, you won't say anything? Let me tell you, it would be strange if you don't make you slutty if you don't make you slutty!"

This scolding was relieved. Ma Xiaole hung up the phone and vented hard, "She's damn, no wink!"

Ma Xiaole's scolding did work. He Hongmei held the phone and the "dou" busy voice inside made her stunned. Who is so awesome? Come and scold her early in the morning? He Hongmei hurriedly called Zhen Youwei and asked if there was any friend named Ma. Zhen Youwei thought about it and said that there was one named Ma Xiaole, and she had a very good relationship. When He Hongmei heard that, she said that the relationship was very good, and she called her early in the morning.

"Oh, are you really scolding?" Zhen Youwei didn't believe that Ma Xiaole would do such a thing.

"Why isn't it true? Or would I call you?" He Hongmei said, "I asked me to make a live fish soup and pork rib soup now, but I refused, but he scolded me."

"Oh, there's something else." Zhen Youwei said, "I'll call and see what's going on."

The fairy tale between Zhen Youwei and Ma Xiaole is very concise. Ma Xiaole just said that the situation is special and I can’t explain it clearly on the phone, but the most urgent thing now is to make a soup!

Zhen Youwei knew Ma Xiaole, and there must be a reason for him to say this, so he called He Hongmei and asked her to do it. He Hongmei followed Zhen Youwei's everything. Since she had given instructions, she would do it. He Hongmei called Ma Xiaole, and Ma Xiaole was very arrogant and asked what she wanted to do. He Hongmei was with her, saying it was a misunderstanding.

When Ma Xiaole heard He Hongmei say this, of course he also knew to restrain himself. He said that he was too anxious and had a little irritable temper. Please forgive me.

Everything was solved. Ma Xiaole also told He Hongmei that Liu Da’s residence, asking her to make a soup every noon every day, such as fish soup, chicken soup, and pigeon soup, and everything she could do. Ma Xiaole also asked He Hongmei where she lives and gave her money. He Hongmei said no, they are all friends, and this little thing is nothing. Ma Xiaole was not polite. This time is not a polite time. Going home early and racing against time to win safe time for herself is the most important thing.

Ma Xiaole told Liu Da’s address and told He Hongmei to send the nutritional soup in time. He Hongmei agreed.

Everything was arranged, and Ma Xiaole really felt relaxed. Now he could go back and "cultivate" well.

After entering the house, Ma Xiaole was idle and entered the room where Mi Yu was sleeping. Looking at the blood-red suitcase, he was curious. What would be inside? He picked it up and tried it. It was not heavy. He lifted the lid of the box and it was not locked.

Good guy!

Ma Xiaole looked back and looked outside the door, and squatted down without any movement. There was nothing special in the box, except for a microcomputer, all of them were clothes.

"Everything is normal." Ma Xiaole muttered to himself and covered the box.

There was a rumbling sound outside the door, probably Mi Yu was back. Ma Xiaole quickly jumped onto the sofa, threw her coat into the quilt, and posed for a quiet pose.

"How is Xiaoma? Is it better?" Mi Yu entered the door, changed into slippers and came over to ask.

"Well, it's okay, it's much better." Ma Xiaole said, "From this perspective, I guess it'll be fine in a few days."

"That's great. If that's the case, I will use more snacks to take care of you in the past two days." Mi Yu smiled, "Try to raise you well before I leave!"

"No need." Ma Xiaole said, "I'm not comfortable doing this."

"Why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Didn't you feel ashamed?" Ma Xiaole smiled and said, "You are my sister-in-law. You have asked you to take care of this for the first time when you meet. How can you feel happy?"

"Don't be polite." Mi Yu raised her hand and raised the plastic bag in her hand. "I bought pork loin and made soup for you to drink, so I can replenish whatever I drink."

"No, sister, you have to figure it out." Ma Xiaole smiled, "I twisted my waist, not my waist!"

Mi Yu's face flushed, "Anyway, it's all related to her waist, so it's always good to drink it!" Mi Yu turned around and went into the kitchen. Ma Xiaole smiled secretly and turned on the TV and looked like she looked.

When Mi Yu came to the sofa with hot pork waist soup, Ma Xiaole was already drowsy.

"Drink, there are still a lot in the pot." Mi Yu lowered her head and blew the heat, handed the bowl to Ma Xiaole.

"Thank you sister." Ma Xiaole took the soup bowl, looked at Mi Yu and smiled, "You drink it too, my bowl is enough."

"I don't drink, I don't need it." Mimei leaned back and supported her hands beside her. "Xiaoma, when will she get married to Miting?"

"It depends on her." Ma Xiaole said, "As long as she wants, you can do whatever you want!"

"If you want me to say it, the key is to look at you." Mi Yu said, "Miting has nothing to say to you. You don't know. When she was with me, she wrote a large stack of diaries every day. I guess you wrote them all. I brought them back this time. Have you read them?"

"No." Ma Xiaole said, "She didn't show it to me."

"It probably isn't the time yet." Mi Yu smiled, "I'll show you the time."

"Oh." Ma Xiaole nodded. No wonder Miting's box was so heavy. It turned out to be a pile of diary! Thinking of this, Ma Xiaole felt moved in her heart. She looked down at the soup in the bowl, sighed, and took a big sip of "gudong".

"What's the sigh?" Mi Yu looked at it and couldn't help asking, "It doesn't taste good, or is it salty or uncomfortable?"

"No, no, no, it's all good." Ma Xiaole said, "I sighed that Miting was also reserved. She didn't tell me that what she brought back was a diary, no wonder she was so heavy."

"Oh, she didn't tell you?" Mi Yu was stunned, then shook her head, "Oh, I really didn't expect that, just pretend I didn't say anything." Mi Yu said that, and walked back to the kitchen.

The next time was very calm. Mi Yu ordered fast food, and the two of them ate and rested. In the afternoon, Mi Yu continued to go out, and Ma Xiaole was still lying on the sofa and putting on it until Mi Yu closed the door.

You should pretend to be a little more like it, even if it takes some time. Ma Xiaole called Yue Jinming and asked him to tell the CPPCC that there was still something wrong with the Health Bureau and that he would not be able to go to the proposal section a few days later. Ma Xiaole also told Yue Jinming that because his sister-in-law came, he almost broke things and happened to find a restaurant run by an acquaintance and asked them to deliver soup on time every day, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with.

Everything went smoothly. In the past two days, Ma Xiaole didn't go downstairs much.

"I'll leave tomorrow." Mi Yu sat on the sofa in the evening and said, "I have met several people here, so I have to hurry up and devote myself to my work."

"I'll give you tomorrow!" Ma Xiaole was very happy.

"No, your health is important, don't bother." Mi Yu said, "You are a good man."

"Sister, why do you say I am a good man?"

"It's just a feeling." Mi Yu said, "I don't want to feel something wrong."

"Haha." Ma Xiaole just smiled and said nothing. She was in a relaxed mood and couldn't speak.

However, no matter how relaxed it is, Ma Xiaole always feels unspeakable. These days, Ma Xiaole has been tortured very much. When he goes to the bathroom at night, he can always see that the door of the room where Mi Yu sleeps is not closed. The night before yesterday, he didn't even turn off the light! Ma Xiaole once thought that according to common sense, Mi Yu should close the door when sleeping. If he doesn't close the door, it means deliberately revealing flaws, which is a kind of temptation. Ma Xiaole thinks that it is a trap, and Mi Yu deliberately tests him, so he always turns a blind eye. Maybe this is why Mi Yu says he is a good man.

That night, Mi Yu took a shower again. After coming out, he asked Ma Xiaole if he had a hair dryer and wanted to dry his hair. Ma Xiaole said he didn't know, so he could look for it. Mi Yu was searching under the TV cabinet, bent down and sticking out his buttocks.

The round and temptation covered Ma Xiaole like the sky.

"No." Mi Yu straightened her waist and turned to the cabinet on the other side.

This time, Mi Yu did not turn her back to Ma Xiaole, and her wide neckline faced here. Ma Xiaole saw two vaguely visible things and was bouncing.

"I'll do it!" Ma Xiaole said intimately, swallowing.

"No," Mi Yu stood up and shook her head.

"Stand in front of the air conditioner and blow it." Ma Xiaole said.

Mi Yu thought about it, walked over, and raised her hair in the hot air of the air conditioner.

The hot air from the air conditioner brings the fragrance of corn jade hair, which is hot and wet, and it is very scented. "Sister, what shampoo I use is so fragrant and smells so good!" Ma Xiaole asked with a smile, squinted his eyes.
Chapter completed!