Sick beauty's daily routine

Chapter 5 Pink Gift

Without saying a word, Fu Yunye held Chaoli's back and blew lightly.

While blowing, he used his fingers to take off.

Muttering softly,

"Fly away with pain, fly away with pain..."

How naive and naive.

Overheard Zhao Yunchuan,

"........."

big man watching,

"........."

Zhao Yunchuan rolled his eyes and left.

Oh, goddamn straight man!

The big man always felt that something was wrong, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food.

Picking up the meal card, he ran away sneakily.

When Fu Yunye brought Chaoli to the cafeteria, the evening self-study was about to begin.

There are almost no students in the cafeteria.

Fu Yunye went to make porridge again, and picked up some light side dishes.

Zhao Li pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you."

While laughing, taking advantage of Fu Yunye's inattention, he picked out the shredded carrots in the bowl.

"Ok?"

With a cold snort from the other side, he turned towards the chopsticks that threw the shredded carrots out, and threw them into his mouth as if nothing had happened.

Fu Yunye was helpless.

Chaoli's health is not good, and his stomach is not good.

He had been forced to recuperate before, and the doctor said that the most important thing is to eat well and have complete nutrition.

But he is picky eaters and gods are all angry.

Almost every meal throws more than it eats.

"Chaoli, you need to take care of your body now, you can't be picky eaters anymore, you understand?"

Fu Yunye tried to keep a straight face towards Chaoli.

Chaoli puffed his cheeks and took a sip of the porridge, then slowly picked up a piece of vegetable and put it into his mouth.

Clearly chewing bitterness and hatred, but still pretending to be calm.

The corners of Fu Yunye's tensed mouth could not help but loosen.

Like a little squirrel, cute.

Zhao Liqi glared at him, then slowly put down the bowl.

"I am full."

"Aren't you very hungry, why do you eat so little again?"

Fu Yunye was habitually worried, and picked up the egg custard beside him.

"Eat this!"

"Can't eat!"

"It doesn't matter if you can't eat, you don't have enough nutrition, so you get sick all day long! Hurry up!"

Fu Yunye was fierce, Chaoli looked at him for a moment, but he was still defeated.

Holding a spoon, he dawdly delivered the egg custard to his mouth.

The evening study bell rang.

The few students in the cafeteria dispersed in a rush.

Fu Yunye sat there quietly waiting, turning a deaf ear to the ringing of the bell.

Almost all of his patience in his life was spent on Chao Li.

After finally finishing eating, Zhao Li rubbed his stomach and frowned bitterly, "Hold on!"

Fu Yunye took a tissue and carefully wiped off the vegetable juice from the corners of the boy's lips, then raised his head and looked at him tenderly and even connivingly.

"Come on, let's go for a walk."

The rainstorm came and went quickly.

At this moment, only the lingering raindrops are left.

The stadium is very lively.

Training, skipping classes, mixing together, full of enthusiasm.

"Fu Yunye, here!"

As soon as the two showed up, they were spotted by Chen Mu, the captain of the school basketball team.

His voice was so loud that he couldn't even pretend he couldn't hear him.

Zhao Li glanced at him slowly, then followed Fu Yunye and walked over.

"Why, skipping class? When will you join us?"

Chen Mu is nearly 1.9 meters tall, but his face is rare and handsome.

He has been greedy for Fu Yunye's skills for a long time, and he has long wanted to draw people into the team.

Now that he was finally caught, with a smile on his face, he raised his hand and put it on Fu Yunye's shoulder.

Fu Yunye frowned, moved, but didn't shake it off.

"reject."

"why?"

"tired."

Chen Mu thought for a while, and the arm on Fu Yunye's shoulder tightened again.

"Well, you join, you don't have to do activities with the team except for the necessary games and training, how about it?"

He lowered his head and coaxed softly.

The two looked very close together from afar.

Chao Li's eyes dimmed.

Beside him, there was an innocent school girl with draped hair, who had turned around countless times with a blushing face.

Chaoli stood there tall and straight, with a face that was originally expressionless, and slowly smiled at the school girl.

The curved and cold eyes were slightly curved, and the dimples on the cheeks were faintly visible.

All smiles.

The school girl stared blankly, wishing that the gymnasium would be quiet for a moment.

In the face of beauty, the school girl finally mustered up all her courage, walked up to the school grass, held out a small pink heart-shaped box, and asked shyly,

"Senior Chaoli, I made this myself, can I accept it?"