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Chapter 257

It was already past eight o'clock in the morning when Long Yunling woke up.

She looked at the ceiling of her apartment and began to think about what had happened last night.

However, because she spent too much time drunk and too little time awake during the whole incident, it was always difficult to distinguish between reality and dream among the numerous memories.

There were always hazy points in Long Yunling's mind that could never be confused between reality and dreams. She didn't know whether it was true or not, and she didn't know how many important conversations and ambiguous conversations she had forgotten with Nangong Ying in one night.

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She held her head, frowned, and thought about it seriously, but still couldn't remember anything. But she was sure that there must be something important that she had forgotten.

She took a sip of water and touched her belly. She was hungry. Could it be that the most important thing on her mind was that she forgot to eat?

Long Yunling went straight to the kitchen with bare feet. She opened the refrigerator and shrank from the cold air inside. Then she discovered to her tragedy that there was nothing to eat in the refrigerator and only half a bottle of chili oil was left...



She held her stomach down and prepared to go back to the bedroom to continue sleeping. Today was Saturday and the company was on holiday.

However, when passing by the living room, her eyes immediately lit up. There were things that seemed to be food quietly placed on the coffee table!

When I got closer, I saw a box of packaged lean meat porridge and a bag of soft shortbreads, the kind with sesame seeds and glutinous rice skin sprinkled on top. They looked delicious! However, the bottom of the lean meat porridge was pressed

There was a note on her hand. The handwriting on it was vigorous and powerful. It could be seen that it was deliberately written in a larger size to prevent her from seeing it. It said: "Don't be lazy. Everything must be cold when you get up. Warm it up before eating."

Otherwise it will be bad for the stomach and intestines.”

———— This is Nangong Ying's calligraphy. With just one glance, she is absolutely sure and will never admit her mistake. So, in this case, was he really the one who sent her back last night? Oops, her wine must be very bad.

I wonder if there was some kind of joke? Long Yunling was extremely annoyed. The last thing he wanted to do was to be seen by Nangong Ying looking crazy, so he might as well be seen by him. Alas, now it would be even more impossible to be with him, and the more he

The more he cares about it, the more he will lose completely, and all kinds of tricks will be shown in front of him.

After breakfast, Long Yunling was about to catch up on some sleep, when he received a call from Leng Chenxi!

It turned out that Lu Henhen had a serious fall after an argument with him, and her leg became inflamed and swollen after drinking alcohol overnight. Leng Chenxi has now sent her to the hospital because the company is busy and because Lu Henhen

As if she was still angry with him for some unknown reason, Leng Chenxi had no choice but to call Long Yunling to take care of his wife.

When Long Yunling heard that Lu Henhen was hospitalized, he was naturally very worried and immediately agreed to go to the hospital to take care of his sister.

Before going out, she remembered that Lu Henhen liked to eat fruit, so she went to the shopping mall to buy some fruit to visit her good sisters.

In the fruit area on the first floor of the big shopping mall, Long Yunling was worried again. It was the season of change, and many fruits had become extremely rare. Not only were they expensive, but they were also in small quantities. She was not saving money, she just wanted to buy something that her good sisters would like.

Eat fresh fruit.

As she was wandering around, bypassing the gaps between the watermelons, she seemed to vaguely see someone she knew. The man was wearing a long black windbreaker. The quality was clearly handmade, and he belonged to the upper class. His figure was as tall and slender as

It's like a front-page headline in a male model magazine.

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