Chapter 56 The Nobility of Supermarket

I didn't have lunch freely, so Miss Ye wanted to make dumplings in the evening. After all, it was the Spring Festival. So after everyone dispersed, Ye Zhiyu dragged Qu Xiangtian into the supermarket again. The man twisted his eyebrows and put his hand in his pocket. Obviously, the boss was reluctant.

The petite woman dragged a man with a bad face, causing a lot of ** in the crowded supermarket to buy New Year's goods, especially the handsome and sexy men, and many girls deliberately or unintentionally squeezed into the two of them.

Ye Zhiyu was finally squeezed and couldn't stand it. He stopped and turned around to stare at the culprit behind him: "You, watch the car waiting for me here. I'll go to the freezer to buy shrimp."

Qu Xiangtian frowned a little more when he heard the words and seemed to want to say something: "I can--" "No," Ye Zhiyu made a gesture to stop, "You can wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Qu Xiangtian was stunned for a moment, and there seemed to be a smile in his ink eyes. The man raised his eyebrows to show his acquiescence. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhiyu had no intention of waiting for him to agree at all. After explaining, he turned around and walked away.

There are a lot of people in the supermarket. If it were in previous years, Ye Zhiyu would have bought the New Year's goods early, but this year's situation is special. She doesn't even have time to go home in the headquarters, and she has no spare time to remember when to celebrate the New Year. There must be a price for this forgetting - such as coming to the supermarket.

The freezer is right in front of you. As long as you pass the food mountain piled up from the cans not far ahead, you will reach your destination - victory is in sight!

Ye Zhiyu accelerated his pace and began to shuttle through the flow of people. From time to time, he looked back at Qu Xiangtian. The tall and outstanding man standing in the supermarket was still very conspicuous. Ye Zhiyu couldn't help looking at it, and there was some inexplicable sweetness in his heart, and then he suddenly found that he was so greasy and crooked! He shook his mind and his right foot was stepped on. It didn't hurt, but his whole body lost his balance. Ye Zhiyu didn't have time to whisper, and his body had fallen uncontrollably into the pile of cans beside him.

"Well--!!" Then unexpectedly, in the imagination, the can pile collapsed and made a loud noise. A pair of powerful hands held her in a very timely manner, and a very feminine man's voice sounded in her ear: "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" The voice was extremely concerned, as if with a strong worry.

Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a moment and took him a long time to recover from the shock. Then he realized that he was almost lying in the arms of a strange man at this moment and quickly got up to thank him. However, when she saw the man's appearance into her eyes, she was stunned on the spot.

This is a man, and there is no doubt that he is an extremely feminine-looking man. The soft black hair has a soft luster, which makes people want to touch it. His complexion can no longer be called fair, but a nearly sickly pale, and his whole body looks not angry, as if it were just a beautiful puppet.

Ye Zhiyu was shocked by his own thoughts and quickly waved the absurd metaphor in his mind.

This man has an extremely deep facial features, his eyes are incredibly silver gray, and his pupils seem to fall into the fine sunlight. He is tall but slender.

Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a long time, and it was not until he saw the smile on the other party's lips that he suddenly recovered. Thinking of staring at the other party rudely for so long, Miss Ye couldn't help blushing and laughing dryly: "I, I'm fine. Fortunately, I have your help. Thank you."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just crowded with you. It's just fate." He said it intentionally or unintentionally and stared at her tightly.

By such a superb beauty, no, handsome man, say "It's fate to meet you". At this time, anyone will blush and beat their brains! However, Miss Ye grew up under the deceptive skin of her brother. She was more or less immune to Yan, so she also smiled, but did not answer again.

At this moment, Ye Zhiyu just wants to buy shrimps and go back to the big white goose, otherwise she will stay here. She is afraid that tomorrow's newspaper headlines will publish some shameful jokes that "the strange aunt can't control it and plays a rogue and unruly young man in the sky".

The man stared at the rapidly changing expression on Ye Zhiyu's face. His silver-gray eyes were like beautiful glass, with a light smile, but the bottom of his eyes quickly flashed by a touch of calculation.

"There are many people buying New Year's goods today, and you are not afraid of being squeezed. What do you want to buy?"

Ye Zhiyu looked at the other party's beautiful face in disbelief. Has she been accosted by the male god now?

Miss Ye immediately stood straight in fear and said, "I, I'm going to the freezer."

The man pulled a smile on his lips, "Just in time, let's go there together."

"No, no!" Ye Zhiyu waved his hand. After saying that, he felt that he was too pretentious. Isn't it obvious that he was so nervous? She couldn't help looking up at each other, but the male god just stared at her and smiled, and there was no emotion in his glazed eyes.

Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a moment.

After a closer look, I found that the eyes were really as cold as glass without temperature.

This cognition made her think back almost instantly and couldn't help frowning.

Although she doesn't know what brand the suit on the other party is, the texture and tailoring can also be seen that the price is high as a layist. Looking at this man's elegance and calmness, she couldn't help but think of her brother.

That is the temperament that can only be raised by those who are in the top all year round, which can't be concealed under any circumstances.

When the man saw the gradual vigilance in Ye Zhiyu's eyes, he was slightly stunned, and his beautiful face showed a little hurt: "If even the kindness between strangers will be questioned, then there is really nothing left in this society."

The man's eyebrows are slightly cheeky, and his glazed silver eyes are stained with a little melancholy. Ye Zhiyu suddenly blushed when he said this, and somewhere in his heart was pricked by something called "guilt", and he couldn't help but feel some shame.

Ye Zhiyu coughed softly and was about to say, "Let's go together." Unexpectedly, he was robbed by the other party first: "Then I will leave. It's crowded. Remember to be careful.

The male god smiled gently and walked out of the crowded crowd without delay, as if with his innate nobleness, making the bustling crowd involuntarily give him a way.

Ye Zhiyu looked at the other party's beautiful back with a bloody face when he left, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Subtle disharmony, is the appearance of this man really just a coincidence?

Qu Xiangtian had been waiting a little impatiently, and his handsome face was completely dark. It was not until he saw the petite figure moving towards him with something in his hand that the iron blue face softened slightly.

"Why did you go so long?" The women next to him are so annoyed that he wants to beat people.

Ye Zhiyu didn't look at him and said with a smile: "Look, there are a lot of people. There has been a queue to drain the corner. It's not easy for me to come back safely, okay?"

Uncle Qu was obviously not satisfied with this statement, but he didn't say anything more. Ye Zhiyu glanced at the man beside him and breathed a sigh of relief. She would like to thank the handsome beauty for coming back so soon. He was almost collectively incapacitated by the confused crowd. She took the opportunity to buy shrimps and weighed them back without queuing up.

That man... She is going back to check with the "sky eye" tonight. Why does she always feel a little familiar with her memory now?

In his heart, he secretly made up his mind. Ye Hei looked up, but suddenly felt that the scene in front of him shook fiercely, and countless virtual shadows scattered, as if some kind of strong light had been shot into his eyes.

Ye Zhiyu's footsteps were suddenly unstable and almost fell down. Fortunately, he was caught in his arms by Qu Xiangtian, who was quick-eyed around him.

The man's face turned black again.

"I told you not to just remember to draw pictures and forget to eat."

Ye Zhiyu was also a little ashamed. After all, a similar scene only happened ten minutes ago.

"No, I ate a lot at noon, as you see." She laughed, but she was puzzled. Just now, what's wrong with yourself?

Is it anemia?

The two squeezed out of the supermarket. Qu Xiangtian had made a statement that he would not enter the supermarket again in his life. Ye Zhiyu felt a little funny. The two quarreled a few words and arrived home in a blink of an eye.

Qu Xiangtian can only make a fire and roast rabbits. Ye Zhiyu is naturally not going to let him make dumplings. However, she is obviously not ready to let the other party be idle and put the noodles and water together in proportion. Ye Zhiyu threw the basin to Qu Xiangtian and ordered: mix the noodles and water. If you feel that there is not enough water, add more.

Qu Xiangtian raised his eyebrows and looked at what the other party handed over. There was no expression on his face, and he actually followed obediently.

This surprised Ye Zhiyu. Qu Xiangtian is a soldier, and his hands are naturally much more powerful than her, which will definitely make him and noodles taste much stronger, but Ye Zhiyu did not expect that the other party would obediently let her use it.

Pressing down the jumping bubbles in his heart, Ye Zhiyu began to make dumpling stuffing. After returning home today, her temples began to jump faintly. Originally, she thought it was just because of the cold wind blowing outside, but it gradually escalated into nerve-tracting pain. She felt that it was about the result of the recent lack of sleep, but half of the vegetables were cut, and suddenly the scene in front of her shook out again.

Qu Xiangtian rubbed the noodles outside and suddenly heard a lot of noise in the kitchen. He quickly ran in and saw Ye Zhiyu squatting on the ground. The kitchen knife and dumpling filling were scattered on the ground, mixed with broken dishes.

Qu Xiangtian hurriedly put down the basin in his hand and helped Ye Zhiyu up from the ground, but a mistake appeared in his eyes.

Her body temperature is so hot!

Ye Zhiyu has lost consciousness at this moment. Qu Xiangtian immediately picked her up from the ground and called the doctor after placing her in **.

Ten minutes later, the doctor arrived in a hurry and diagnosed Ye Zhiyu, but there was an unbelievable look on his face.

"The patient's heart function is extremely weak, but the symptoms are not like ordinary flu and cold. I'm afraid they will have to be sent to the hospital for a detailed examination, and if the situation continues to deteriorate, I think there is a need for rescue."

When Qu Xiangtian heard this, his mobile phone rang as soon as he was about to open his mouth.

The caller ID was beating with a strange number, and the slender fingers were very crisp, and they impatiently pinched the phone. However, no one knew that for a few seconds, the mobile phone rang again, and it was still the same number.

Mo's eyes swept over Ye Zhiyu, who was lying in a deep coma, squeezed his lips and was silent, and then his eyes answered the phone in a complicated way.

"Who is it?"

At that end, there was silence for a long time, followed by a hoarse laughter, as if the cold wind was hanging over the crumbling dry leaves.

"Or die of heart failure, or die of blood boiling all over. Qu Xiangtian, I still caught her."