The Male Main's Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Xiaoning is a junior in the Art Department of a university. Her painting major is an art major of the University. Even though she is a junior, she still has a lot of courses.

However, at nine o'clock in the morning, she was supposed to be sitting in the classroom.

At the moment, he was pale, half dead and lying on the bed, his eyes empty, and he could drive the crane to the west at any time.

All of a sudden, the knock outside the door broke the peace of the room, and also pulled back Xiaoning's spirits.

Xiaoning eyebrow micro Cu, did not immediately get up to open the door, knock on the door continued for a while then stopped.

Just when Xiaoning thought that the people outside had already left, the knock on the door rang out again.

Xiaoning face a black, cover the stomach of hair ache rubbed to sit up, the gas rushes to run out.

As soon as I opened the door of the dormitory, I saw a delivery boy standing at the door and asked, "is that Ms. Xia Ningxi? Your express delivery is here. "

"Take out? I didn't order... "Xiaoning's words stopped abruptly, and suddenly remembered that she had won a" take out "in the live room lottery more than ten minutes ago?

Carrying the takeout brother urgent delivery of takeout back to the house, Xiaoning can't wait to open the outer packaging, at a glance saw the familiar sweet soup inside.

As soon as the incubator is opened, the sweet fragrance will rush to the brain.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. As soon as I smell it, my stuffy stomach seems to feel better.

Remembering what the anchor said in the studio before, Xiao Ning hesitated for a moment and ran to the other side of the dormitory to pat the bulging bag on the bed.

"Ann, ANN, get up, get up."

Xiaogubao moved and a feeble complaint came out: "why? I finally had to squint over and suddenly came to photograph me... "

"What do you think this is?"

An an from quilt inside drill out, saw a small rather hand over of thing, wrung to wring eyebrow: "this what?"? Soup? It smells delicious, but I don't drink much sweet soup, and I have no appetite now. "

"This is what I drew from the lottery of an anchor. It's called motherwort egg soup. It's for dysmenorrhea. Shall we try

"Anchor? luck draw? It's not a three no product. Aren't you afraid to eat yourself into the hospital? "

Xiaoning is also hesitant, but this dysmenorrhea is not a disease, pain is really dead and alive.

"Then I'd like to have a drink. If it's OK, you can drink it again. If there's any problem, you can call an ambulance for me."

An an smell speech Cu Cu eyebrow, press and hold small rather to be about to return of hand, weak way: "don't, still I come.". If there's something wrong with you, I don't have the strength to call an ambulance. "

An an finishes saying also no matter what reaction Xiao Ning is, simply scooped a mouthful of soup to drink into the stomach.

Xiaoning couldn't stop him, and exclaimed: "An'an, are you... Are you ok?"

Ann smashed it, smashed it, back to the taste: "it's good to drink."

Xiaoning

"And I don't know if it's my illusion. After drinking it, I feel a little warm from my throat to my stomach."

"... so exaggerated?" Xiaoning has some doubts.

However, the next second she did not care to think so much, because her spicy chicken roommate even took up the thermos box and poured it into her mouth.

"Oh, leave some for me. You bastard, let go of my soup