Take It Easy

Zhou Yi, obedient.

Zhou Yiren was confused.

She understands the meaning of forced feeding, so, what is hello? How to feed?

Xiao Hei, who was once obsessed with some small production puppet shows, begged Zhou Yi for a few glances, and some unhealthy images that made people pick her toes flashed in her mind, which made her tremble all over, and quietly turned her body on her back , while observing Mu Qinglin's expression vigilantly.

Her intuition told her that Mu Qinglin's smile was not simple, and it looked familiar.

Pillars of Christmas Eve!

She must have been threatened by Mu Qinglin's expression that day.

right!

Kneeling twice in the same place is a fool!

It is absolutely impossible for her to succumb to someone's despotic power again!

focus!

She felt nauseous just by smelling this stuff, how should she drink it?

But Mu Qinglin's hand was right next to her neck, and his fingertips were pressing on the veins on the side of her neck.

"..." Zhou Yi struggled to support his leaning body, and aimed at Mu Qinglin, "You don't really want to be strong, do you?"

"It mainly depends on how you choose..." Mu Qing looked down condescendingly, "But this kind of possibility doesn't exist, does it?"

Not a fart.

"I won't choose any of them," Zhou Yi said.

Mu Qinglin nodded, "Okay, I'll feed you."

Zhou Yi lost his voice for a moment.

She really thanked Mu Qinglin for not being able to listen to people's words.

Seeing the bowl approaching, Zhou Yi subconsciously backed away.

But she forgot that she had been frightened by some unhealthy scenes just now. This dodging, almost overturned the car, but Mu Qinglin quickly hooked his shoulders and scooped up a handful to survive.

Zhou Yi was short of breath, and his heart beat like a drum.

The shock hadn't settled yet, and Mu Qinglin's voice suddenly came from next to his ear, "Sit down and let go. Although I'm a soft-hearted person, I'm a principled person. It's useless for you to hide like this."

The voice was as close as whispering.

In broad daylight, I don't want to be a thief, but let go...

What are you doing?

Zhou Yi settled down.

After knowing it, I realized that I had just instinctively hugged Mu Qinglin's waist just for stability, and my chin was still stuck in the hollow of her shoulder.

She likes to wear sweaters with loose necklines where the skin is just showing.

Just, hot face.

There was an inexplicable fluster in Zhou Yi's chest, which made her uncomfortable.

A few seconds later, she let go of Mu Qinglin and said, "Who is hiding?"

"You..." Mu Qinglin stood up straight and said.

When Zhou Yi glanced over following her movements, he saw her rubbing her neck with the hand that had just pulled him back.

"Drink it if you don't hide. My hands are sore after holding it for so long." Mu Qinglin gave Zhou Yi an ultimatum.

Zhou Yi's train of thought returned to the right track, and he opened his mouth and said, "I'm leaving my words here, don't say I don't know how to drink today's bowl, it's just..."

In the middle of Zhou Yi's words, Mu Qinglin suddenly pinched her nose, and she straightened up in shock, "What do you want?!"

Mu Qinglin pinched her nose and lifted it up, forcing her to look up, "Obviously, you won't accept softness, so I can only use force."

"It was authorized by Tang Yuanzhou." Mu Qinglin said.

Zhou Yi wanted to crush the two of them to death with one finger, but just as his hand touched Mu Qinglin's wrist, he silently retracted it.

"You use your strength. I have to use your strength when it hurts. Don't blame me for pinching your nose." Mu Qinglin said.

At this time, Zhou Yi didn't care about face, and carefully found a way out for himself, "What if I choose you?"

Mu Qinglin smiled, "Isn't this feeding you?"

The top of the bowl reached Zhou Yi's mouth.

The thick soup medicine flowed down the mouth quickly.

A thin stream, slowly, passing through the throat, Zhou Yi instinctively made a swallowing movement.

bitter…

This is Zhou Yi's first reaction.

Then there was a strong retching feeling rolling in the throat.

Zhou Yi had to close his eyes tightly and press down hard.

This feeling was so overwhelming that she didn't have the energy to pay attention to other things, including Mu Qinglin who let go of her hand when she successfully swallowed the first mouthful, and only occasionally wiped the soup overflowing from the corner of her mouth with her fingers in the second half of the journey .

…

Zhou Yi felt that she might have been drinking this medicine for half her life, and when she heard Mu Qinglin say "it's over" and opened her eyes, her vision was all gray. But she was still able to put up a finger at Mu Qinglin very standardly.

It was originally the one that Xiao Hei and the others usually used, but when it stretched halfway, there was a "hmm" from the top of the head.

Zhou Yi immediately changed it to thumbs up.

Then upside down.

Mu Qinglin tapped her finger back, and said with satisfaction: "Isn't this a good drink? It's clean, not a drop left."

Zhou Yi clenched his hands tightly, raised his head after thinking for a while, "Why don't we break up the relationship, I can't afford a friend like you."

Looking at each other from this angle, Mu Qinglin found that Zhou Yi's eyes were red.

Her eyes were originally big, and they still had the black and white clarity of a teenager, but now the eyelashes are wet, sticking together in clumps, the fundus of the eyes is full of red silk, and the water is lightly covered, making a face as white as paper .

Mu Qinglin held the bowl, her expression gradually became serious.

She really didn't expect Zhou Yi's senses to be so resistant to traditional Chinese medicine.

If I had known earlier, I would have changed the granules. The medicine was almost as effective. I wouldn’t have tormented people like this, and just now…

Mu Qinglin pressed Zhou Yi's thumb and index finger together to caress Zhou Yi's nose.

She shouldn't have been so impatient.

"Hey, why are you making that expression? Didn't I drink it all up?" Zhou Yi broke down seeing Mu Qinglin frowning.

Mu Qinglin regained consciousness, "What did you just say?"

"Ang?" Zhou Yi was taken aback, ignored the middle process, and put down his harsh words again, "Breakdown, I can't afford a friend like you."

Mu Qinglin separated his fingers and curled up, "It's okay, I can just sit down."

"..." Can I show some face when I go out?

—

Downstairs, Tang Yuanzhou ran over and sat waiting for the result when he had some free time.

Seeing Mu Qing coming down, he pushed back his chair and asked her, "Did you drink?"

Mu Qinglin, "There's not a single bite left."

Tang Yuanzhou, "Bull..."

"I thought the roof would be hard to protect." Tang Yuanzhou sighed as he looked at the house he had renovated with his own hands. "The last time I asked her to drink Chinese medicine, I yelled and yelled, and Lingling coaxed her too. It's useless to fart too much. I was so angry that I almost talked with her." She fights."

"You and Zhou Yi?" It was hard for Mu Qinglin to imagine that scene.

Tang Yuanzhou, "Before I started, I was picked up by Lingling."

"Good…"

"So as expected, there are still serious problems, so let's just let yourself be discouraged." Tang Yuanzhou said.

Mu Qing came down, "I deeply agree."

Not long after, Tang Yuanzhou saw Mu Qinglin, who was not wearing a coat, came back from outside with a chill in his body, and came over with a bunch of candied haws in his hand, and asked, "Do you think this thing is useful for coaxing? I searched around and found nothing. Seeing something sweet and not greasy."

Tang Yuanzhou didn't understand, "Who are you kidding?"

Mu Qinglin, "Zhou Yi..."

Tang Yuanzhou seemed to hear a very crisp "pop".

Don't you agree with the conclusion that you will lose your mind if you let it hang out?

What is this now?

The face was slapped really loudly.

—

When Mu Qinglin came up again, the room was empty. She looked around carefully and found that Zhou Yi was lying on the bed, shrinking like a small shrimp, with the quilt pulled over his head, not afraid of suffocation.

Mu Qinglin walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, poked the quilt twice with a stick of candied haws and said, "Sleeping in broad daylight, unemployed?"

"Fart..." Zhou Yi's voice drifted out through the quilt, listening to her dying, "One of my pictures is worth your yearly salary, even if you lose your job, you won't be reduced to drinking the northwest wind."

"Yo, you're still a little rich woman, so can you throw me a check and make me disappear from now on?"

"I can throw you a hard face, if you dare."

"Don't dare..."

"Then stop talking nonsense."

Zhou Yi stretched his arms forward, threw off the quilt and tried to sit up.

As soon as he moved, his face suddenly became ugly.

Zhou Yi quickly turned over and lay down, and buried the uncomfortable moan in her throat into the pillow.

Even so, Mu Qinglin could still hear clearly.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qinglin asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Yi didn't speak, and buried his face down, the outline of arched shoulders rising and falling rapidly with his breathing.

After about a minute or two, Zhou Yi finally mumbled weakly, "I've been wanting to vomit."

"..." Mu Qinglin paused for a few seconds with the hand hanging on Zhou Yi's back, and gently put it on it.

Zhou Yi's body trembled slightly, and he slowly relaxed following Mu Qinglin's soothing pat.

After the nausea in his throat completely disappeared, Zhou Yi pushed his forehead against the pillow, his shoulders led his body to get up little by little, and sat down against the wall.

The whole process is difficult to see with the naked eye.

"I didn't expect you to have such a strong reaction to traditional Chinese medicine." Mu Qinglin said.

Zhou Yi pulled the quilt to cover his legs, and whipped Mu Qinglin's corpse, "It may be because he has vomited too much in the past two days, and his stomach is shallow."

Mu Qinglin was speechless, and accepted her fate.

"Ah..." Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, turned his head and turned into the hard-to-serve Teacher Jiu, "The back pats you just gave me looked like my mother."

Mu Qinglin raised his eyes, "Hey, call again."

Zhou Yi pulled his face, "You can go."

Mu Qinglin laughed, and folded her slender legs together.

When Zhou Yi turned her face in disdain, she saw the candied haws in her hand, and the bitter taste in her throat suddenly returned.

She swallowed, kicked Mu Qinglin through the quilt and said, "Is the one in your hand for me?"

Mu Qinglin handed it to Zhou Yi, "Eat?"

Zhou Yi, "If you don't eat, you won't eat for nothing."

Zhou Yi snatched the candied haws and put them in his mouth.

One bite, the cheeks were sore and limp.

"You did it on purpose!" Zhou Yi was about to eat people.

Mu Qing was wronged, "No, my sister likes sweet and sour food. She is one year younger than you, so I thought you both have similar tastes."

Zhou Yi swallowed with a gulp of saliva, but the sour taste in his mouth was still strong, "You still have a sister?"

"I didn't tell you?" Mu Qinglin leaned over and took the paper from the table, and threw it to Zhou Yi's hand, "Half father and mother."

"There's no need to be so surprised?" Mu Qinglin smiled and asked Zhou Yi, who was a little dazed.

Zhou Yi took out two pieces of paper, spit out the hawthorn that he couldn't chew, and wrapped it up, "I'm so sour, okay?"

"Okay..." Mu Qinglin laughed, and said calmly: "It happened many years ago. My mother works away all the year round and rarely sees my father. In order to get a peaceful divorce, I was left with my dad.

My dad has a stable job and earns a lot of money. With him, I can have a relatively peaceful childhood. With my mom, I have to leave my hometown and have no fixed place to live. "

"Your mother made the right choice." Zhou Yi said.

Mu Qinglin, "Yeah, I never thought she was wrong."

"Later, when I was in primary school, my dad met his first love, who died without a cause, and soon got back together with her. A few years later, the two of them had a child, and they were very spoiled."

"What about you?" Zhou Yi asked subconsciously, and after asking, she wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself.

The world's stepmothers are generally black, and the father still spoils the step-sister, so it's strange that Mu Qing can do well.

Facts also proved to her that Mu Qinglin's expression had indeed changed, "How should I put it, my sister's personality is a bit hard to describe, so I moved out to live by myself as soon as I graduated, otherwise it would be very difficult."

"Oh..." Zhou Yi responded.

My mother ran away, my father was occupied, and I couldn't go back home. This situation is more than a dire situation.

Zhou Yi felt that Mu Qinglin should be in need of comfort right now.

After thinking for a moment, she took out a pair of white earphones from under the pillow and handed them to Mu Qinglin, saying, "Private music library, listen to one to lift your spirits, and listen to two to be captivated."

Mu Qinglin caught it, "What do you say if it didn't work out after listening?"

Zhou Yi, "Change to the next one."

Mu Qinglin, "..."

Zhou Yi took his mobile phone to pick and choose for a long time, and chose a live concert of the Swedish heavy metal band - GHOSTBC for Mu Qinglin.

She didn't believe that someone could sit still after hearing the scene of GHOSTBC, and still think about other things.

Zhou Yi shook the phone towards Mu Qinglin.

Mu Qinglin put on the earphones, "Okay..."

After a few seconds of silence in the earphones, human voices began to appear, but it was not the "crazy" that Zhou Yi expected, but a Chinese male voice that was pressed and slowed down.

Mu Qinglin looked up at Zhou Yi.

The latter lazily leaned against the wall, with a smug expression, "How is it? This is my favorite band, but I probably won't have the chance to watch it live in this life."

Mu Qinglin said "hmm", got up and said, "Give me the phone, stand by the window and listen, it doesn't feel like sitting."

Zhou Yi didn't hesitate.

She is also like this usually, when Tang Yuanzhou is not around, she still dares to swing the windows open in winter.

The screen of the phone that Zhou Yi handed over was still on, and the name of the song scrolling on the player was "GHOSTBC March Live", but what Mu Qinglin really heard was the English listening comprehension of the college entrance examination of an unknown year.

The total length is 22 minutes. When Mu Qinglin heard the fourth minute, he clicked the next song from an angle that Zhou Yi couldn't see.

Same name, different content.

This is what Zhou Yi wanted her to hear.

Mu Qinglin listened to it again, took off the earphones and reported to Zhou Yi, "I'm a little sleepy."

Zhou Yi asked seriously, "Is your aesthetics completely dead?"

"It's been buried for too long and it sprouted, you don't even know?"

"What's the point of living for a person like you?"

Successfully made Mr. Jiu so angry that he "faced the wall and thought about his mistakes" and ignored him, Mu Qinglin suppressed a smile and said, "Borrow me a bathroom."

Teacher Jiu was not happy, and refused to use the inside, "Go out and turn left, and push the door when you see it."

Mu Qinglin followed the instructions and found it quickly.

At first glance, this bathroom is not used by anyone, it is full of dust, only the criss-crossed and messy footprints on the ground prove that someone has been here not long ago, and there are large groups of paper towels and a few used adult products in the trash can.

"Bang!" The door was suddenly pushed open.

Mu Qinglin turned around.

Zhou Yi didn't look at her, walked in quickly and kicked the trash can to the corner, feeling a little annoyed.

She must have lost her mind just now to let Mu Qing come here.

"It's not mine." Zhou Yi said angrily.

Mu Qinglin knew that a child who was ashamed to be asked about the details of his period by the doctor, how could he hide a man here.

"Lu Chang?" Mu Qinglin asked.

Zhou Yi was surprised, "How do you know?"

Mu Qinglin, "Guess..."

This is the home of Tang Yuanzhou and Yang Ling. They have their own rooms, and they have Zhou Yi to worry about. They will never be so casual.

As for the people in the store, even if it was just because of Tang Yuanzhou's face, they would not come to Zhou Yi's living area to do such a thing.

Coupled with Zhou Yi's obvious knowledge, Mu Qinglin couldn't think of anyone else who would bring someone to such a place.

In addition, Tang Yuanzhou said that Lu Chang's method of making money is not clean.

"You go to my room, the bathroom is behind the door." Zhou Yi said, and at the same time bent down quickly to clean up the things in the trash can, but Mu Qinglin held one wrist loosely.

Zhou Yi turned around, "Why?"

Mu Qinglin pulled her up, shifted her hands to her waist, pushed her out slightly, and said, "Go back, I'll clean up here."

Zhou Yi does not go.

Mu Qinglin just borrowed a bathroom, it was embarrassing enough to encounter this kind of thing, how could she have the nerve to let her clean up the mess.

"I take out the garbage professionally, and I leave the bag as soon as I tie it up and carry it." Zhou Yi said, "Hurry up..."

"Zhou Yi, be obedient." Mu Qinglin's tone was a little heavy, seeing the expression on Zhou Yiding's face, he sighed and told her what he shouldn't have said, "Didn't you ask our station before to report on Yao Xiaoqi in depth? ?Recently, I have an idea to make a few special documentaries on the mental health of primary and middle school students. So I checked some information, and there is one saying that some things that have not been experienced are not suitable for premature viewing, scaring, or... "

"Cough..." Mu Qinglin cleared her throat, and continued: "If you have a resistance, you won't dare to touch it in the future."

Zhou Yi understood what Mu Qinglin was referring to in seconds, and a suspicious blush quickly appeared on Bai Jing's face. As she walked out quickly, she mumbled calmly, "It's too early, I look down on someone."

Mu Qinglin watched Zhou Yi's fleeing back disappear, scraped the tip of his nose with his fingers, and said with a low smile, "Who would care about such courage?"

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