Chapter 559 (1/2)

Ma jianzhe was waiting for Fangyuan in Huawai restaurant. He didn't receive the information that she promised to attend the appointment or he refused, so he chose to wait.

The wait lasted more than three hours.

He himself had some cold symptoms this morning, but he didn't get better after taking some medicine. At this time, he was blowing air-conditioned in the air-conditioned room, and he felt that his head was bloated and dizzy, and his face was also very ugly.

The manager of the restaurant looked at the time. It was nearly 11:30, and he was sweating all over his back. I don't know which master dare to stand Mr. Ma's pigeon.

Although Ma jianzhe is always a slouch, everything does not matter, but also know that this is a smiling face tiger, annoyed him to bite you, maybe even bone scum can not spit out, thinking, he a little admire the man who broke the appointment, but also feel sad for her.

He touched the sweat on his forehead and looked at Ma jianzhe's face getting worse and worse. He boldly asked, ”Ma jianzhe, are you ok?”

What he asked was nonsense. Where could his gloomy face be seen to be very good?

Ma jianzhe held his forehead, half closed his eyes and answered, ”what time is it?” His nasal voice is different, his voice sounds a little stuffy.

”It's nearly half past eleven.”

Ma jianzhe en a, and silence for a while, said to himself: ”she should not come.”

The voice is stuffy with grievances. The restaurant manager is stunned at the moment when he hears it. When he returns to his senses, Ma jianzhe has already walked to the door of the restaurant.

In poor condition, he did not dare to drive for the sake of life safety. He left the key to the parking boy in the restaurant and said coldly, ”take me home!”

Parking boy face a difficult, look at the manager, see him quickly nodded.

It's a good idea to send such a low-pressure master off as soon as possible.

Ma jianzhe reported his address and rested on the back seat. His head was as heavy as lead, and his eyelids were too hot to open. He thought that he might be scrapped. That was just a mistake.

The parking boy drove steadily, and took a look at Ma jianzhe from the rearview mirror. His face was full of gloom. The air pressure in the car was so low that it was hard to breathe. However, he picked up a smile that seemed to be absent. The smile was just like the ghost sound coming from the dark and silent night. It was so creepy that he could not help stepping on the accelerator.

From Huawai restaurant to Xingtong Jiafu where Ma jianzhe lives, the 40 minute journey has been shortened by half. Before Ma jianzhe's head is still awake, he has already got out of the car, takes out a stack of money from his wallet and gives it to the parking boy. After saying ”hard work”, he stumbles into the building.

The parking boy held a stack of red tickets in his hand and counted them. He immediately showed a sunny smile. He looked up and looked at Ma jianzhe. Where was his figure.

Ma jianzhe went upstairs and directly knocked on the square and round door. He banged and banged, as if he was going to smash her door, but no one opened it.

She hasn't come home so late?

It doesn't matter. He has plenty of time. He can wait!

He took off his coat and threw it on the ground. Sitting on the coat, he leaned against the door panel of Fangyuan's house. His eyelids closed heavily. He was so miserable that he wanted to sleep for a while.

When Fangyuan got home, Ma jianzhe still maintained this posture, shrunk into a ball, leaned against the door plank and looked pitifully.

Why didn't he go home when he was ill?

Fang Yuan twisted his eyebrows and kicked Ma jianzhe: ”Hello, hello...”

before her words were finished, Ma jianzhe fell down directly. If she didn't stop him, he would probably roll down the stairs on one side. God... The consequences are unimaginable.

But Ma jianzhe did not respond, as if in a coma.

Fangyuan bent down to accept him, but was all of a sudden by his body hot experience, hot retracted his hand, tentatively in touch, cheek perm forehead hair hot, as if a fever.

Damn it, if you don't go back to your own home to die, why do you run to her door?