Chapter 472: Marshal Mansao, so hard to tease (47)
Chapter 472 Marshal Mansao, so difficult to tease (47)
When Su Qiao was frustrated, Ye Jing Tingshou stiffly picked up a thin blanket from the sofa, got up and put it on her.
The voice is a little low and hoarse: "In the morning and evening, the weather is cold, be careful to catch the cold and get sick."
"..." Su Qiao almost died of anger, staring at him puffingly.
really glaring at the blind man.
"You can cook and eat by yourself tonight, I want to sleep."
snorted coldly, Su Qiao tucked the blanket into his hand, turned around and went back to the room, slamming the door.
Looking at the closed door, Ye Jingting's cold face instantly turned red.
At the same time, the internal force suppressed in the body also leaked out.
Look carefully, there are fine beads of sweat leaking out of his forehead.
Discomfort, made him look down.
The expression in his eyes was extinguished, and after a while, he sat stiffly on the sofa.
After everything subsided, he went to the kitchen again with a sullen face.
Half an hour later, the man who had recovered his calm knocked on Su Qiao's door.
"time to eat."
There was no sound in , the man paused, and continued to knock on the door regularly: "Eat first before going to bed."
"I don't eat, I'm uncomfortable." Su Qiao lay on the bed and glared at the door angrily.
Night Jingting sighed helplessly, opened the door and approached the bed: "Why is it uncomfortable?"
Su Qiao turned his head, facing him with the back of his head, muffled and said: "I have a headache, chest pain, stomach pain, no one feels well."
Hmph, it was the first time she wanted to please a man, but she didn't expect to be ignored so thoroughly, it was really shameful.
Is she really so unattractive?
If 444 is there, he will definitely say: Host, you are the first few planes spoiled by the big devil, so you are so hypocritical.
I thought that the man would definitely care about her this time, say a few nice words, or help her rub her head or something.
Unexpectedly, he didn't say anything, and she was picked up even when the person was wearing the quilt.
Su Qiao hurriedly pushed: "What are you doing?"
"Go to the hospital."
Night Jingting looked very serious.
Su Qiao was so angry that she was stuck in her chest.
"I'm not going."
Night Jingting twisted his eyebrows slightly: "If you are sick, you should go to the hospital."
"Dead wood, I will not go if I say no."
Ye Jingting sullenly coaxed: "Observe."
"I really don't go to the hospital, I don't hurt anymore." Su Qiao pushed him away and quickly jumped to the ground.
"Are you sure?" Ye Jingting looked at her suspiciously.
"I'm going to eat." Su Qiao became angry when he saw him like this, and turned around and went to the living room.
Ye Jingting looked at her slender but round shoulders and beautiful butterfly bones, and quickly looked away.
Picked up a piece of clothing from the bed, walked up and put it on her shoulder: "Put on more clothes and be careful of cold."
Su Qiao grabbed the skirt of the shirt and gave him a fierce look.
This man really doesn't open the pot or lift the pot, this is a little smoother, and he will be full of anger again.
While eating, Ye Jingting put a piece of her favorite meat into her bowl and hesitated: "Ahem, you will be 22 years old soon."
"Yeah." Su Qiao was too lazy to pay attention to him, and responded lukewarmly.
Ye Jingting didn't respond to her, she was a little bit unaware: "22 years old, at the legal age of the Federation."
"Yeah." Su Qiao concentrated on eating, behaving coldly.
Ye Jing Ting slightly twisted his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, and he said unhurriedly: "In the school rules of Emperor Star Academy, there is no stipulation that students cannot get married."
Su Qiao was confused and raised his head: "What do you mean?"
Night Jingting put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up, and stood upright.
Pulled the dark blue military uniform on her body, took a deep breath, and there was an aura of ruin in her brown eyes: "Let’s get married."
"?" The meat in Su Qiao's mouth fell on the table.
This man, what is the logic?
(End of this chapter)
