Feng Yaoyao lay half-reclined on the sofa, struggling to free her feet from being grabbed.
"Let go, you pervert."
"Hey, let go of me!"
"you......"
Feeling no movement, she stopped struggling.
He thought to himself, "I hope I didn't kick myself to death."
Probably not. I haven't even mastered my skills yet; I'd struggle to even crush an ant.
Looking up, Qin Bai was staring at the roof, his face flushed, as if he had drunk too much.
"Huh? Why does it seem like it's crashed?"
She slowly sat up, one leg still on him. Since she was flexible, this high leg raise was easy for her.
The short skirt, however, somewhat restricted her movements.
She bent down to adjust the hem of her skirt, then suddenly stopped.
A few seconds later, he slowly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief.
No way.
Was she exposed?
Wouldn't that mean...?
Judging from Qin Bai's current expression.
Confirmed.
Ah~~~
Screams erupted in the office.
"Qin Bai, I'm going to kill you..."
"I didn't see anything, let me explain."
"You really didn't see it?"
"I really didn't see any purple."
"Ahhhhh, you're going to die!"
Qin Bai lay on the sofa with his eyes half-closed, while Feng Yaoyao stood on him with her hands on her hips, kicking his good leg in a fit of rage.
Life is still wonderful. If every day could be this comfortable, and someone could give you a massage, that would be great.
"Excuses, all you're making up are excuses..."
The ringing of a cell phone interrupted their interaction.
"Could you please go downstairs and get my phone for me?"
"Okay, sure."
Feng Yaoyao jumped off him and ran happily to the clothes rack to take out his phone.
Here, take it.
"Thanks, but this time when you kick me, could you kick my back a little more? I feel like that spot needs a kick."
"you......"
Enraged, Feng Yaoyao stomped even harder.
When Qin Bai saw the caller ID on his phone, he immediately had a bad feeling.
......
Let's go back half an hour.
Cheng Jing put her clothes and personal belongings into her suitcase and glanced back at the hospital room where she had stayed for several months.
This place is awful, I'm never coming back. It's ridiculously expensive.
He can finally be discharged from the hospital.
The date was originally set for tomorrow, but she was really worried about the room rate here, and thought she might as well go home and lie down instead.
The wounds have healed very well now, and I can just rest and recuperate for the rest of the time.
Moreover, my son has mentioned several times that he wants to eat the food I cook.
I'll go home now to buy some groceries and cook a meal; I'll surprise him tonight.
Aunt Zhang helped her with her suitcase and said with some reluctance, "Sister Cheng, keep in touch. Call me whenever you're bored."
"Yes, come over for dinner sometime."
After spending time together, the two found they got along quite well, and Aunt Zhang was also very patient, taking good care of Cheng Jing so much that she gained two pounds.
After saying goodbye to several familiar doctors and nurses, Cheng Jing left the hospital.
Snowflakes fell and slowly melted on her fair face.
The chill went straight to her heart, but this feeling felt incredibly real to Cheng Jing.
I exhaled, and the white mist gradually dissipated before my eyes.
She smiled happily.
The outside world is better. I hope I never have to go back to a place like this after this.
Having gone through this kidney transplant surgery, I can say I've narrowly escaped death.
Although we still don't understand what the kidney source is, it's definitely related to the women around my son.
As for the hospital's explanation about the long queues, even Qin Bai didn't believe it, let alone Cheng Jing.
I hailed a taxi and put my suitcase in the trunk.
After telling the driver the address, she tilted her head and looked out the window at the scenery.
As the year draws to a close, the streets are already filled with the festive atmosphere, with vermilion becoming the dominant color.
The house is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, which are hung high in the air.
I remember when I was a child, Qin Bai really liked such festive things. Even if he couldn't afford to buy a lantern, he would make one himself with red paper and bamboo sticks.
After putting the candles on, it ran around the house.
After I finished playing with it, I put it on the windowsill.
Cheng Jing didn't notice, and the mother and son went to the kitchen to make dumplings.
As the dumplings were being put into the pot, Xiao Qinbai sniffed.
"Mom, can you smell it? The dumplings are all mushy today."
"That's nonsense. How could dumplings be mushy?"
Cheng Jing took a few deep breaths, refusing to believe it.
"Huh? It looks like something's burned."
I put down the spoon and followed the smell towards the bedroom.
Upon seeing the flames inside, Xiao Qinbai was immediately terrified.
Cheng Jing pulled him towards the kitchen: "Quickly get Mom some water."
"Okay, I understand."
Fortunately, the fire was small and there was no furniture nearby; only the curtains were ignited.
After a few basins of water were poured on, the fire was extinguished.
Xiao Qinbai stood there with her head down, holding a basin in her hands, tears streaming down her face.
Cheng Jing pulled him over and looked him over, asking, "Are you hurt anywhere?"
"No, it's just, it's just... Waaah... The curtains burned down. It's all my fault for playing with the lantern. Mom, I'm sorry."
Seeing his pitiful state as he cried his heart out, Cheng Jing hugged him tightly.
"I thought it was something serious, it's just that the curtains are gone. Don't cry, sweetie."
"But, but that's a new one you bought, it cost you several tens of yuan."
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