Guarding Happiness With Space In The 70s [MTL]

Chapter 125-126

Fearing that she would hit her head, Xia Minghui held her with her right hand empty, but it was not safe to hold her like this. Xia Minghui still stopped the car and took the clouds to the back row to lie down.

He carefully wrapped the blanket for her, like a baby silkworm. Xia Minghui drove more and slower.

In this way, the clouds didn't wake up. Probably I didn't sleep well for two days before. Now I want to open it and make up for sleep? Or is this slightly bumpy that slows down like a cradle?

After sleeping for nearly two hours, Yunduo woke up. He was so confused that he wanted to stretch out, but found that his hands and feet couldn't move! What's going on? Yunduo immediately opened her eyes. Why did she lie behind? And this blanket that can't be taken out of this wrapped hand. Who made it?

"Wake up?" Hearing the movement, Xia Minghui asked, "Don't take away the blanket. If it dissipates the heat, it's time to catch a cold. Put it on your body."

"Did you move me back?"

"Well, you're asleep for fear you hit your head."

"Then why didn't you wake me up?"

"I slept like a piglet. I didn't know if I was stolen. I couldn't wake up."

"You are like a pig."

"Ha ha, okay, do you think I'm thirsty like me? Would you like some water?"

"I have it in my bag. I'll do it myself. Would you like some?"

"I also brought a kettle. Pass it to me and put it in the bag below."

Yunduo woke up, and Xia Minghui also accelerated his speed. The two chatted and rushed to the county seat at noon.

"Are you hungry? Go to dinner first?" Xia Minghui asked.

"Okay." The two went to a state-owned restaurant. Although they were not as dizzy as the last time, they were still a little uncomfortable. Yunduo only ordered a light stir-fried bean sprouts.

"Don't order anything else?"

"No, I just need this dish. You can order what you like. Don't worry about me."

Xia Minghui ordered another meat dish and a light soup.

"You have some soup and warm up." Xia Minghui served a bowl of soup for Yunduo.

"Okay." The clouds are a little sickly.

After eating and resting, they went to the bank. It took Yunduo a lot of time to open two accounts. Xia Minghui, who wanted to buy something, drove home directly when he saw that Yunduo was really ingenious.

The car couldn't drive to the door and was temporarily parked at the brigade headquarters.

When he got out of the car, Xia Minghui looked behind Yunduo and his pupils suddenly shrank: "What's wrong with Duoer? Injured? How can there be blood?

He hurriedly picked up the clouds and rushed to Dr. Zhang's house.

"Huh? Injured? No, I just have a stomachache." The clouds really have a stomachache, and the painful face is white.

"Then how can there be blood on your trousers?"

"Is there blood?" It's over.

This is the voice of the cloud, and I can't wait to find a crack to get in it.

In the past, she was malnourished, she developed slowly, and her relatives never came, but the mother who should have known had taught her a long time ago. Unexpectedly, this relative came so unexpectedly that she forgot this fault. What should I do? She is not prepared at all.