Chapter 384 The little lover of the female president (44)

   There is no pharmacy near the library, so he took a detour to find one, and finally found one. Mu Yan raised his eyes and looked at the plaque of the pharmacy, and walked in with his long legs. The young and handsome high school boy is naturally eye-catching. The waiter in the pharmacy saw him, and his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly. He glanced at the boy's outstanding appearance, and when he saw him walking to the counter and looking down, he asked with a smile, "Excuse me. Is there anything I can help you with?"

   Mu Yan lowered his head slightly, his dark eyes glanced behind the counter, glanced at several medicines, then raised his eyes again, and said with no expression, "An antipyretic medicine."

   "No problem. Which one do you want?" The waiter laughed immediately, and opened the counter to get the medicine.

   "..." Mu Yan was slightly silent.

   In fact, he was young and did not take care of anyone, so he did not understand a lot of common sense in life. The young man lowered his eyes, glanced at the several medicines on the counter, thought about it, and said indifferently, "All of them."

waiter:? ?

   Carrying a bag of medicine out of the pharmacy, Mu Yan picked up the bag and looked at it, then lowered his eyes and called his friend:

"Do you have time?"

The person who sent the message noted that it was a doctor, and the other party was quickly connected with a surprised tone, "Muyan? It's strange, you actually send me a message... Haha, why did you suddenly ask me why, you wouldn't want to date me? Right? Yes! I'm free."

  The teenager glanced down at the screen and replied expressionlessly: "I'm going to see a sick person, I'll describe the symptoms to you later, and tell me what medicine to take, thank you."

   Finally added a cold thank you.

   The doctor across from him was stunned, and after a long while he sighed. Sure enough, the cold kid was not looking for him. He was a little curious and said with a smile: "Who, who is sick and wants you to come?"

  The boy was not in the mood to chat.

   "I'll talk later, goodbye." Seeing the street sign of the supermarket, Mu Yan hung up the phone and put the phone back in the bag.

   "...Hello?" The words on the other side were cut off by a busy tone. The doctor looked at the phone dejectedly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

   I haven't heard that Mu Yan has relatives here.

   This kid is used to being alone.

  The parents have been abroad for a long time, so they entrusted their children to his care. He originally thought that raising a child was very troublesome, but the other party never bothered him at all, he lived by himself, went to school by himself, and his grades were still the best. As expected of a child who was taught by a scholarly family, he didn't have to worry about it since he was a child, it was too easy. In his heart, this child is a standard obedient and good student, and his temperament is unusually cold. Although he looks good, he doesn't have to worry about puppy love.

   As for not studying hard, fighting, fooling around, you don’t even need to worry about it.

  He, an unmarried man, would have hoped to have such a child.

   So the doctor thought it was a little strange.

Get ill?

   Could it be a classmate?

   And Muyan didn't care what the other party thought at this time, he picked up a shopping basket from the supermarket and went to buy something.

   If the doctor sees it, he must be stunned, because he has never been to such a crowded place.

   Mu Yan had never bought vegetables by himself before.

But after learning how to cook, shopping for vegetables is a must, and there is a supermarket not far from the community. Therefore, in line with the principle that cooking for my sister must be handled by myself, I also contracted the steps of choosing vegetables, so I also learned a lot of things.

  It is better to eat light food when you are sick.

   The slender figure of the young man walked to the vegetable area, picked the vegetables with his long white fingers, and put them in his shopping basket.

   The tall and good-looking figure of the high school boy was in stark contrast to the aunts and aunts who were picking vegetables next to him, and many people looked at him.

   Muyan was ready to buy rice after putting out the vegetables. According to what she knew about her sister's house, she might not even have rice to cook porridge. But before he turned around, a few middle-aged women came up beside him, looked at him with a kind and satisfied look, and asked:

   "How old is the kid? Oh, you are so good, you help your family out to buy vegetables? Oh, it's not easy for a child of your age to be so good at picking vegetables..."

  Muyan didn't have college yet, just a high school boy. In the eyes of these aunts, he was just a child. Plus, he was so handsome that he obediently took the shopping basket to buy vegetables, which inevitably evoked the heart of the aunt who was overflowing with love.

  The child held the shopping basket in silence for two seconds before answering his age: "Eighteen."

Although his attitude is not enthusiastic, most of the boys of this age are hot and hot, and the unusual calmness and indifference make the aunties appreciate it even more, and now he praised again, "Eighteen? Oh, how can our teens be like this? good…"

   "That's right, it's so rare for children to come out to buy vegetables... Hey, let's see, these dishes are pretty well picked!"

   "Help mom out to buy food?"

  The aunties gathered around him to ask questions.

   The last question made Mu Yan pursed his lips and silently did not answer.

   After all, it cannot be said that it was bought for the "gold master".

   He glanced at his watch, nodded politely, and carried the shopping basket to the other side. The aunts and aunts in the back were still watching the boy's back and chatting.

   Mu Yan glanced at the shopping basket in his hand.

  Is it rare for boys to buy and cook?

   But he thought of the men around Mrs. Jin's sister, who seemed to be socialites and business elites. And I haven't graduated from high school yet, in comparison, it seems that my age is still too naive and not mature enough.

   The boy blinked and looked back at the basketball in his shoulder bag.

  …those mature people don’t play basketball either.

   He stopped by the side of the road.

   There are always girls surreptitiously taking pictures on the opposite side, and people passing by will take a few more glances. Mu Yan has known his appearance since he was a child, and he is considered good in the crowd, but he is not strong in this concept. He never thought about which type of girl he liked, until...

   He flipped over the phone, pointed at the screen with a long white face, and saw an elegant woman on the screen saver. Using a girl's photo as a screen, Mu Yan had never thought that he would do such a thing.

   He looked down at the transparent screen lightly.

A black suit is draped over her shoulders, she has a **** figure, and her ears are dangling with shiny ring earrings, hanging between her slightly curly light chestnut hair, and her long hand is painted with red nails and red lips The lip color contrasts, and the aura is publicized.

   He watched silently for a while.

   Sister Jin is not short of money and love, he seems to have nothing to give.

   She took care of him and looked like a whim. After all, if she was interested in young people's bodies, she didn't sleep with him either.

   Even said not to sleep with children.

   She treated him as a child.

   Mu Yan lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then suddenly sent a message to the doctor: "Do you have someone you like?"

   After asking the question, without waiting for the other party to reply, he quietly looked at the screen for a while, then flipped out the message, and sent another message: "Forget it."

   Then put away the phone and take a step.

The doctor opposite   : "???"

   (end of this chapter)