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Chapter 35 Can hold a pen and a kitchen knife

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    "Where did you find this classic car? If you don't know how to ride it, just push it. Are you in such a hurry?"

    Meng Ziming pulled Lin Ya aside and asked her to stand obediently.  He quickly picked up the apples and potatoes on the side of the road into the bag.

    The two cauliflowers had been crushed by the car and could not be rescued.

    "Where are you going, I'll take you off!"

    "But she" Lin Ya looked at Song Qi in embarrassment.  Song Qi's consciousness was clear, but she kept crying.  She kept yelling that she couldn't stand up, and the classmates who came with her had already called the police.

    "The person who caused the accident did not escape, and there are several young laborers here, so don't worry about her. But you, did you fall hard?"

    Meng Ziming bent down and gently pressed Lin Ya's knee.  Lin Ya cried out in pain, "Stop, don't move!"

    "Why does your knee get hurt every now and then?" Meng Ziming sighed softly.

    Seeing that Lin Ya's feet could still move, he suppressed the urge to take her to the hospital for an examination.

    "Let's go, where are you going, I'll take you off."

    "I¡­¡­"

    "You bought so many things, as you are now, can you handle them?"

    "That's right!" Lin Ya gave up struggling.

    Walking to an open place with few people, Meng Ziming asked Lin Ya to sit on the back seat of the bicycle.  With previous experience, Lin Ya was unwilling to die.

    "This bike is really hard to ride, I don't want to be dropped by you again."

    "You think I'm like you, with a pair of short legs, sitting on the seat board, and can't step on the ground. If you go on like this, when will we get there?"

    The mobile phone navigation showed that they were still five kilometers away from their destination.

    "Um¡­¡­"

    "If you think about it again, I'll call a taxi."

    "Forget it" Lin Ya took a deep breath and sat on the back seat of the bicycle, "If you dare to throw me off, I will"

    "I'll take you to the hospital right away. Don't worry, I won't hit and run." Meng Ziming stepped on the pedal, and the bicycle ran forward.  Lin Ya was unsteady and hugged Meng Ziming's waist.

    Meng Ziming and Lin Ya were stunned at the same time, Lin Ya shrank back his hand, but Meng Ziming suddenly accelerated, and Lin Ya was forced to hug him again.

    "Can't you ride slower?" Lin Ya complained.

    "Ride faster, use inertia to save effort. You are heavy, okay?"

    "Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open, it's time for you to exercise!"

    "Stop talking, I can't hear the navigation clearly."

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    Lin Ya smirked and hugged Meng Ziming tightly.  I have to say that this guy's jacket is fluffy and very warm.

    The afternoon sun was unusually warm.  Leaning on Meng Ziming's soft jacket, Lin Ya yawned unconsciously.

    It was really her luck to meet Meng Ziming on the road.

    When Lin Ya was about to fall asleep, Meng Ziming's car stopped downstairs where Mo Li lived.

    "Is this it?" Meng Ziming asked doubtfully.

    "Hmm! Can you help me get this to the 2nd floor?"

    "Then you can go back to school?"

    "Probably not yet. We're moving here, and the house hasn't been cleaned yet."

    "Clean up the house? You moved?" Meng Ziming exclaimed in surprise.  Are those nonsense rumors true?  Did Lin Ya really come up to make a payment?

    Meng Ziming pinched Lin Ya's shoulder excitedly, and he stared at her expectantly, hoping to hear a negative answer from her mouth.

    "Mo Li moved. I'm here to help. His agent has returned to Canada, and asked me to help watch him."

    "that's all?"

    "Otherwise? What else can there be?"

    Lin Ya walked to the door of 202 and suddenly found that the key was missing.

    "The key" Lin Ya's face was livid.  Song Yu told him several times that this key must never be lost.  Although, this door can be opened with a password.

    "I'm done, Song Yu is going to scold me to death!" Lin Ya wanted to cry but had no tears.

    "They even gave you the key?" Meng Ziming's voice became deeper and deeper, and Lin Ya keenly sensed that he was angry.

    "Because Ji Ning's sister often works overtime or goes to the court, his agent gave me a spare key so that I can come over and watch him drink medicine. Mo Li's health is not very good, but he doesn't like the nurse working all over the place.  God is watching him, so"

    The more she explained, the more confused Lin Ya became.  how do you feel, This matter, is it getting darker and darker?

    "Since this key is so important, don't lose it next time." Meng Ziming stuffed a key with a piano keychain into Lin Ya's hand.

    In fact, following all the way, he just wanted to see who the owner of this key is.  Lin Ya is so open-minded, if he thinks about it again, it will be his stomach.

    "There is still some time. I'll help you finish the dishes before going back to school." Meng Ziming urged Lin Ya to open the door.

    "Are you sure? After two o'clock, the process of re-entering the school will be very cumbersome."

    "It is really cumbersome to enter from the main entrance."

    "Besides the main entrance, where else can you enter?"

    "The courtyard wall. Over the wall from here, it happens to be the teaching building."

    "ha?"

    Hearing the word "over the wall" from Mencius Ming, Lin Ya suddenly felt that the human setup collapsed.

    ? Mencius Ming¡¯s family is a scholarly family, and he has been an intellectual since his grandfather¡¯s generation.  In Lin Ya's impression, this person pronounced "Zhihuzheye" more smoothly than anyone else.

    Sports performance has always been quite satisfactory, not excellent but not lagging behind.  His academic performance is among the best, his appearance is pretty, he is low-key, and he is a typical child of other people's family.

    Sure enough, there is a free and unrestrained soul living in the heart of every model student.

    Mencius Ming's hand can hold a pen and a knife.  Looking at the shredded potatoes flying with the dangling silver kitchen knife, Lin Ya couldn't help but sigh.  The shreds that this person cuts are thinner than hers.

    Lin Ya completely forgot that she came to the kitchen to cook porridge while admiring the shredded picture of Meng Ziming.  After finally washing the rice and putting it in the rice cooker, Lin Ya forgot to plug in the electric plug.

    Lin Ya came back to her senses when she heard the doorbell.

    "Ah I forgot to plug in the plug!" Lin Ya exclaimed.

    When Mo Li heard the sound, he didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he rushed to the kitchen.  When he reached the door, he happened to see Lin Ya forcefully put Meng Ziming's hand in cold water to wash the wound.

    "What happened?" Mo Li frowned.  His eyes fell on Lin Ya's jeans that were cut with a long slit.

    Lin Ya looked at the blood that was constantly flowing, and smiled at Mo Li embarrassedly: "I scared him just now, and he cut his hand. You go out first, and I will clean up here. I squeezed the apple juice, and take it right away.  come out."

    Lin Ya put Meng Ziming aside, and kept pushing Mo Li away.  As soon as Mo Li sat down, she took out the prepared medicine from the cabinet and stared at him to take the medicine.

    "Well, can I eat later?" Mo Li sighed irritably.

    "Impossible. Song Yu has already called several times to remind me. I am cooking fish soup. After taking the medicine, I can drink fish soup." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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