Chapter 971： Acacia

Yan Mingshun finally found out about this matter. When he went to Helianqing to report his work, he found Qiuqiu actually in Helianqing's arms, so he wondered if there was something wrong with Meimei.

Otherwise, how could Qiuqiu leave the owner?

He Lianqing refused to admit it at first, but under Yan Mingshun's sharp eyes, he could only tell the truth, but he did not forget to take credit: "I'm totally looking at your face, otherwise I wouldn't be bothered to care about that dead girl. Life and death!"

"Thank you my father!"

Yan Mingshun sincerely thanked him, otherwise he would not have dared to imagine the consequences of Meimei.

Heliance waited for him, he would not spare this **** lightly!

"It's okay if you want to make trouble with Heliance, but if you show any traces, you don't have to come back. I don't want a son who is not used."

Helianqing smoothed Qiuqiu again and again, but what he said was not polite.

"clear!"

Of course, Yan Mingshun would not let Heliance find the trail. Now he is completely confident that Heliance can lose inexplicably.

"I'm not home to eat dinner, foster father eat it by himself!"

Yan Mingshun turned around and walked out. He had to look at the eyebrows. He didn't know how wronged the little girl was!

Helianqing heard that Yan Mingshun was going to the hospital to see Zhao Mei, and couldn't help but said sourly: "Go, go, I'm still delicious when I eat alone!"

With the little white ball around, he takes a bite, and the little white ball takes a bite, the dead girl is much more effective!

only--

Yan Mingshun, who walked to the door, folded back, picked up the ball, and said to the staring He Lianqing: "Meimei must have missed the ball, I have to send it back to her, foster father, you are so amazing, I will definitely be able to eat a bowl of rice tonight."

The boss doesn't stop eating ideas all by himself, and he has to coax and beg like a three-year-old child. According to him, it is accustomed to people, and the meal is over!

The ball lying on Yan Mingshun's shoulder, waved his paws at He Lianqing, yo, la la le!

Wan Meimei was bored in bed alone, Zhao Xuelin wanted to spend the night in the ward, but he let her go home.

Her injury looked serious, but it was actually just a skin injury, which did not affect her daily life at all. She didn't need someone to accompany her at night, and it wasn't a serious illness.

Qiuqiu hasn't come back yet, the little guy must have met a beautiful female mouse, a little thing with no conscience, who forgets its owner when he sees it, and doesn't know how to come back to accompany her!

Brother Mingshun didn't know what he was doing, he didn't even know about her injury Meimei suddenly felt wronged.

If Yan Mingshun was here, he would definitely feel sorry for her and coax her!

No, I can't let Yan Mingshun know, I can't affect his training, she can't be ignorant, or the old pervert will have to say it again later, saying that she will only drag Yan Mingshun down...

The special care came in and changed her medicine and washed her. The special care aunt was gentle and considerate, which made Meimei feel embarrassed.

She lay on the bed and counted sheep, until her eyes were numb, but she still couldn't sleep.

Sleep too long during the day.

There was a familiar knocking sound from the window. His eyebrows suddenly lit up, and he was full of energy. He tiptoed to the window, and with just a slight push, he saw the person he was still thinking about just now.

He was on the window sill with one hand, looking up at her and smiling slightly, while Qiuqiu was lying on top of his head, extremely leisurely...

Meimei's eyes were red at first, and she was aggrieved... I could see Yan Mingshun's strange shape with a ball on his head, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing...