I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck💗我就想蹭你的气运💗

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It's still snowing outside.

Mingxi leaned the umbrella against the wall and pushed open the door of the VIP ward to enter.

Fu Yangxi on the hospital bed was half leaning against the head of the bed, eagerly waiting for her to come.

But when the door was pushed open, she walked in, his face turned red quickly, his whole body stiffened, and he quickly moved his eyes away.

Mingxi took off his coat, hung it by the door, and walked over. Fu Yangxi's expression became more and more bashful and indignant. Finally, he arrogantly pulled the quilt up and buried his head in it: "Don't come here, Zhao Mingxi, you are wrong. The ward!"

Mingxi: "..."

"Fu Shao, then I will go out first." Xiao Li next to him turned his eyes around the two of them, basically guessing something.

He smiled and nodded to Mingxi: "You guys talk first, call me if something happens."

Mingxi said: "Okay."

As soon as Xiao Li went out, the ward became quieter.

The windows were closed, the tidy ward was empty, Fu Yangxi's coat was missing on the sofa, some untidy bandages were scattered around the bed, and the air was filled with some embarrassing blushing factors.

Mingxi leaned over, picked up the bandage, and threw it into the trash can. Then, she glanced at his hanging left ankle. She asked the doctor before she came in. The doctor said there was no major problem, except for a minor fracture, at this age. The boy's recovery ability is very strong, and he should be able to remove the plaster in less than forty days. It's just-too careless.

Mingxi's eyes fell on the arched quilt again, knowing that he would never laugh at this time, otherwise he would be remembered by Fu Yangxi for a lifetime.

She strained her expression hard, sat down on the chair beside the bed, and asked: "Where did you fall? Does it hurt? Is there any other way to break the broken ankle other than a broken left ankle?"

Fu Yangxi buried herself in the quilt and did not speak. Only a long leg with plaster and a little pointed ear were exposed.

The tips of his exposed ears became redder and he was about to bleed.

He wouldn't come out even if he was smothered by the quilt.

What a shame!

He has never been so embarrassed in his eight lives!

How could this be? !

This is completely indifferent to the cool tyrannical confession scene he imagined!

And she laughed at him! She broke his leg and laughed at him!

She said she liked him on the front foot, and laughed at him on the back foot! Wouldn't she dislike him just because he did such a shameful thing? !

Fu Yangxi's face was buried in the quilt and it rose to a tomato. He suppressed the uneasy feeling in his heart, and the whole person was a little unlovable.

Mingxi asked: "Huh? Why don't you speak? Have you all filmed?"

"Take it." Fu Yangxi tried to save her face, trying to make her voice a little magnetically low. It sounded like the voice of a very mature handsome guy: "It's not my problem. The slippers are too slippery. I don't know. Who mopped the ground last night, he couldn't do it in the morning in the winter!"

Mingxi said clearly: "That's for sure."

Fu Yangxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingxi smiled and stretched his tone: "It must be because the ground is too slippery, not because you are too excited to hear me say "I like you"."