MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 23

Chapter 23

When He Zhishu woke up, he was in a completely strange place, and he only had a fever, his brain was still not clear, his body was soft and tired.

He knows that he sat up and rubbed his temples. He seemed to think of some vague fragments, and probably bothered the doctor. He Zhishu looked up and looked around. The decoration style of the bedroom was minimalist and modern with a cool black-and-white ash. A full-faced glass-inlaid wall next to the balcony was filled with models of various sports cars and off-road vehicles.

The doctor was still collecting cockroaches. He knows how to get out of bed and just wants to get out of bed and sees the bedroom door being pushed away carefully. This door is too strange to open, and He Zhishu is curious to hold his breath.

At the beginning of the door, a small slit was pulled. Ai Ziyu took a very careful and slow pull, and did not see the He Zhishu who had already sat up. He knows that this doctor is in his own home. How do you get it like a thief?

In the next second, there was a golden golden big dog head in the crack of the door. Ai Ziyu couldn't help it anymore. He lowered his throat and gnashed his teeth: "Two dogs, rolling and cutting! Going, you are so curious." I am hiding you so much, you are coming over!"

He knows that the big dog is quite flexible, and the head just comes in and slams into it. A beautiful golden retriever dog.

Ai Ziyu still held a bowl of porridge in his hand and saw that He Zhishu woke up and stood crying without tears: "It doesn't bite, it's a big bit... don't be afraid."

The dog rushed to the front of He Zhi’s writing. One person and one dog were stupidly facing each other, and the golden-haired dog’s tail was turned into a flower. He knows the dog's head and rushes Ai Ziyu to laugh: "I am not afraid of dogs, I like small animals."

On the side of the bed, the golden claws of the golden hair lie on his white instep.

Ai Ziyu looked soft and gentle, and rushed to know the book and handed it over to the bowl: "After a morning of millet porridge, you will eat a little, the taste is OK."

"I always bother you like this every day..."

Ai Ziyu sat next to He Zhishu, and the two dogs spread into a dog skin blanket to step on Ai Ziyu. Ai Ziyu’s pupil and Golden Retriever’s pupils are very similar in color. They are gentle and loyal to the earthy brown. He looks at He Zhishu and shakes his head: “Do you have any friends with you? Or do you not treat me as a friend?”

"How come," He Zhishu shook his head, squinting, and seemed to be working hard to organize the language: "Whoever is trouble is always bad... but I am very happy, I have not made new friends for too long."

Ai Ziyu took a satisfying smile and urged him to eat and take medicine: "Come from me for a few more days."

He knows what he knows, and then laughs and joked: "Still forget it, private doctor, it sounds expensive."

"No one in your family, is it convenient for you?" Ai Ziyu's words have some hidden temptations, but they have nothing to do with it.

He Zhishu is undecided and obviously does not want to talk too much.

"You live here from here, and when I send you back tomorrow, I will go to the hospital to get the medicine." Ai Ziyu is not chasing and slamming, licking a golden retriever's fat ass: "From here to accompany my brother to have fun ""

He knows that he can't laugh and cry: "Doctor, there are four kittens in my family waiting to be fed."

Ai Ziyu thought about not seeing any animals, but he should still be down: "I will wait for someone to feed, you will be troubled when you go home and burn it, don't worry, take a rest for a while."

He knows that even the refusal can't find a reason. The two dogs are agile and go to bed, and Ai Ziyu doesn't care, leaving the bowl.

There are really doctors who don’t dislike the animals. Jin Mao seems to have been used to bed, and the big man is half asleep on the leg of He Zhishu. He knows the dog's head, eats the millet porridge, and the stomach is warm and mellow. The bed is very soft, the temperature of the air conditioner is very warm, and the knowledge book is a little swaying. If one day, he and Jiang Wenxu’s home are so good.

The soft, soft tongue of the dog licked on the cheek of He Zhishu, and He Zhishu returned to the dog's head that couldn't hold it up. His nose was sneezeed by the bristles.

After a while, the doctor came back. He should be off duty today. He took a mobile phone and squatted next to He Zhishu. He touched the dog while brushing Weibo.

"There is no room in my house, the room is in the fitness room, and the bed is comfortable."

Ai Ziyu's three short sentences successfully blocked the question that He Zhishu almost disguised. Two men lying on a bed, each doing their own work, it is not awkward.

In the heart of Ai Ziyu, she is calculating the number of meat bones in the next few meals of the two dogs.