Su Youmeng suddenly said this, and Fang Yu didn't think about it for a moment. He took the noodles out of the pot very calmly, brought them to the restaurant, and put them on the dining table.
At the same time, he said: "I don't know what he did. The noodles are ready. Come and eat while it's hot!"
Su Youmeng held her mouth shut, and sat obediently in front of the bowl Fang Yu had prepared for her. She picked up her chopsticks and licked the bowl a few times.
He took out his cell phone and flicked through the homepage of "Fengshen" to look at it.
He looked up at Fang Yu, who was walking out of the kitchen carrying his own portion of noodles.
"It's so strange. Xiang Tianxiao seems to have only replied to me, and only added updates for my reward! I didn't think there was anything wrong before, but the more I think about it, the weirder it gets."
Fang Yu sat down opposite Su Youmeng with his face in front of him, and couldn't help but feel guilty.
Su Youmeng leaned forward, got close to Fang Yu, and continued: "Tell me, is it possible that he knows me? Or rather, he is someone I know! But, I usually don't have many friends, so who could it be?"
Su Youmeng was usually silly, so Fang Yu calmly ate the noodles without thinking too much: "Why are you thinking so much? Eat the noodles quickly. You didn't eat anything last night. Being hungry for a long time is not good for your stomach! "
Su Youmeng looked at Fang Yu in front of her and thought for a moment, then picked a bite of noodles to eat.
Then he took out his mobile phone, opened the homepage of "Feng Shen", clicked on Xiang Tianxiao's homepage, and sent a private message to it.
"Why didn't you update again? My stomach seems to be hurting again. It feels so uncomfortable!"
There is a mechanism on Jiangcheng Chinese website. Ordinary users cannot send private messages to authors and can only be active in the book review area. However, VVVIP users like Su Youmeng who have recharged hundreds of thousands can activate the function of sending private messages to authors.
Of course, whether the author is willing to reply to the other party is another matter.
This is also a means for the website to protect wealthy users.
After Su Youmeng sent the message, she continued to eat noodles with peace of mind.
Fang Yu and Su Youmeng's gentle way of eating noodles was different. He finished the noodles in the bowl in three strokes. Seeing that Su Youmeng was still slowly picking up the noodles and putting them in his mouth, he put down his chopsticks. Didn't move.
She thought that after Su Youmeng finished eating, she would collect her dishes and chopsticks and wash them.
Fortunately, the hotel has a dishwasher, otherwise, he would really find washing dishes to be a huge difficulty.
While waiting for Su Youmeng to eat noodles, he took out his mobile phone out of boredom. He originally wanted to see if the book review section was causing trouble again because of his interruption.
As a result, before he even took out his phone, he saw a message notification from Jiangcheng Chinese Network's private message.
He clicked on the prompt in confusion, still wondering who might be so disgusted with sending him a message.
Although on the Jiangcheng Chinese website, you can send him a private message after a certain amount of reward, but in fact not many people usually send him, and the threshold is too high, not everyone can reach it.
It was just the same people who sent him private messages. They sent him several private messages in succession. After he didn't reply once, those wealthy people stopped sending them.
This time, he opened it with the intention of not replying, and saw a message sent to her by a "cute little rabbit".
Startled, she suddenly looked up at Su Youmeng, who was sitting in front of her and eating noodles.
Is her stomach hurting again?
Is it difficult?
Why didn't you listen to her?
Fang Yu looked at Su Youmeng in trance. Su Youmeng seemed to feel the other person's eyes and looked up at Fang Yu.
"Your stomach starts to hurt again? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why didn't you say anything?" As Fang Yu spoke, he stood up and charged up the hot water bottle.
He thought of Su Youmeng's half-dead state last night because of a stomachache, and felt heartbroken.
Without caring about anything else, his mind immediately recalled the measures taken to relieve Su Youmeng's pain last night.
"If you can't eat the noodles, don't eat them yet. Lie on the bed and rest for a while. I'll heat up some brown sugar water for you!"
He forcefully picked up Su Youmeng from the dining chair and walked to the bedroom.
"Do you still want to take painkillers? Why don't you take some painkillers first and sleep in bed for a while. Anyway, Huang Yuyun hasn't come yet, and we won't be able to go to the airport for a while. You don't have to worry. You don't need to pack your luggage. Okay, I’ll mail it directly to the Heartbeat House when the time comes.”
Su Youmeng was hugged by Fang Yu, with her arms on Fang Yu's shoulders and neck, smiling like a spring breeze as she looked at Fang Yu's nervousness about her.
Fang Yu: "If you are really feeling uncomfortable, you can communicate with Director Wang again. We will not go back today..."
With that said, he carried Su Youmeng to the bedside and gently placed her on the bed. After stabilizing her, he prepared to take out his arms and get up to get the painkillers.
Su Youmeng held her arms around his neck but did not let go. The two were facing each other at this moment, very close to each other.
Fang Yu stood bent over the bed, and Su Youmeng lay face up on the bed, with her arms around Fang Yu's neck.
Fang Yu looked at Su Youmeng blankly, expressing confusion about her behavior.
"What's wrong?"
Su Youmeng let go of him and shook her head: "It's okay, I want to drink the brown sugar water you made! Go and make it for me, okay?"
"Let's go now!" In order to maintain balance, Fang Yu supported the bed with both hands. When Su Youmeng let go of him, he straightened up and walked to the kitchen.
"Are you still taking painkillers?" Fang Yu took two steps, stopped and turned back to ask Su Youmeng.
"Don't eat it!"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, with even a hint of surprise in his eyes. He took a deep look at Su Youmeng, who was smiling brightly, and then smiled with relief.
Continue to the kitchen.
Su Youmeng looked at Fang Yu's back, and then at the private message she sent to Xiang Tianxiao on her phone.
He sent another message: "Thank you!"
Teacher Fang!
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When Huang Yuyun arrived, she saw Fang Yu sitting beside Su Youmeng's bed, watching Su Youmeng drink brown sugar water.
His whole expression was so shocked that he flew up.
"You...you..." He finally cast his eyes on Fang Yu: "Why are you here? No, I should ask, why did you get up so early?"
This is not Fang Yu's style of doing things at all. According to his past behavior in the Xindong Hut, he must sleep until at least 10 o'clock before getting up!
It's not even 8 o'clock now, and they bought a plane for the afternoon, so Fang Yu can't get up so early.
Fang Yu replied: "I was woken up by her kick, otherwise I would not have woken up so early."
While speaking, he glanced at Su Youmeng, who smiled coquettishly.
Huang Yuyun's expression became even weirder, pointing at Su Youmeng: "Her?"
Then he pointed at Fang Yu: "Treading on you?"
"Isn't your room next door? Why did she step on you?"
After saying that, she suddenly thought of something, and when she was about to say it, Su Youmeng beat her to it: "He slept at my place last night!"
Huang Yuyun: "!!!"
Ten thousand critical hits! !
He pushed Fang Yu away, sat on the edge of the bed, and grabbed Su Youmeng's hand: "What? How...how..."
She couldn't lose her temper with Su Youmeng, so she turned to glare at Fang Yu: "Mengmeng is still feeling unwell, can't you be more restrained?"
Beast!
How was she going to explain to Director Su!
Su Youmeng's face instantly turned red: "Oh, Sister Yuyun, what are you talking about? He was just making a bed on the floor to take care of me last night. Why do you think so..."
Huang Yuyun took a long breath. It was indeed her nerves that were so tense that it was impossible to even think about it.
Just as he was about to speak, Su Youmeng's cell phone rang.
Take it out and take a look.
"It was Wuyan who opened it!" Su Youmeng looked at Huang Yuyun and said.
The two of them have recorded several episodes of "Singing Wildly" and have exchanged contact information with the guests.
Huang Yuyun: "Take it, let's see what she has to say! Turn on the speakerphone and let us all listen."
So Su Youmeng answered Huang Yuyun's request and turned on the hands-free.
"Su Youmeng, how is your health? Are you feeling better?"
"Okay!" Su Youmeng's tone was neither salty nor bland, and was relatively calm.
"It sounds like you are in pretty good shape. I thought you would just collapse."
At this time, Su Youmeng did not have the stupidity when facing Fang Yu, her face was serious, and she had an aura of not letting strangers in.
"What do you want to say when you make this call?"
Although she didn't hate Wuyan, she couldn't like him either.
Wu Yan smiled: "Hahaha... It's nothing. Can't I care about you? By the way, I would like to remind you that you have to work hard in the next issue, otherwise you may be eliminated!"
