Mr. Mo, your ex-girlfriend is asking for reconciliation again

Chapter 12 I've never seen you so well behaved

The bedroom was quiet again.

Qiao Ruoxin looked down at her palm, where there was a lipstick mark left by Wen Wan.

She walked into the bathroom with a look of disgust on her face and washed her hands several times with hand soap.

She returned to the bed, sat on the single sofa, held her cheeks with her hands, and quietly looked at the sleeping Mo Chen.

I inadvertently glanced at the many medicine bottles placed aside.

Qiao Ruoxin picked it up and looked at it. There were imported medicines to improve sleep quality, medicines to relieve irritability, and so on...

Her face stiffened slightly and she looked up at Mo Chen. Does she have to take so many medicines every day?

My heart is trembling...

Qiao Ruoxin picked up the thermometer and measured the man's wrist. He still had a low fever.

If I keep sleeping like this without eating or drinking, when will I get better?

"Mo Chen! Wake up...Mo Chen!"

She called out softly twice, and the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, like a wild beast that was awakened, his eyes were gloomy, and it seemed that he was about to go crazy at any time.

You know, if Mo Chen gets angry, it's like the end of the world.

Horror to the extreme.

She was scared to death two years ago.

Qiao Ruoxin wanted to reach out and touch the man's forehead, but she didn't have the courage.

Mo Chen stared at her in silence for a long time. He held his forehead with his slender, bony fingers and sat up, feeling a splitting headache.

"How long have I slept?" His voice was low and hoarse, revealing a gloomy tone.

"They said you've been sleeping all day, so why don't you eat something, okay?"

She looked at the man with her beautiful eyes, thick and curled eyelashes, delicate little upturned nose, and fair and translucent skin.

Mo Chen said calmly, "I have no appetite."

"Then I'll make it for you myself. Please eat as much as you can." She coaxed the man good-temperedly, her voice soft and sweet.

A layer of frost covered the handsome face of the man, and his brows were full of fatigue. He responded coldly: "Yeah."

Even with such a cold response, Qiao Ruoxin still chuckled happily.

"Okay, then have a glass of water first, I'll go help you, wait for me."

Qiao Ruoxin poured him a glass of water, then turned and left the bedroom. Mo Chen, leaning on the bed, held the cup, lowered his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When had this brat ever cared so much about him?

I couldn't find any scene similar to the one just now in my memory.

……

Qiao Ruoxin cooked a bowl of pork bone barbecued pork ramen, a few fried dumplings, and a glass of freshly squeezed juice herself.

But the nanny ran over and told her: "Mr. Mo went to the study."

She could only carry the tray and walk upstairs to the study.

When I walked into the study, I found Mo Chen working. He was completely different from the grumpy Mo Ye who had just woken up.

She placed the tray on the desk and pushed it in front of the man.

Mo Chen's fingers tapping on the keyboard paused for a moment, then closed the laptop.

"Eat it all. I worked hard to cook it for you."

Qiao Ruoxin sat on a chair opposite the desk, looking as if she was ready to monitor him while he was eating.

The man picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles elegantly, looking dignified, graceful and well-educated.

A smile appeared on her lips: "I fried that fried egg very tenderly, try it."

Mo Chen raised his eyes and looked at her. There seemed to be a strong hatred hidden in his dark eyes. He said in a deep voice: "I have never seen you so obedient. You have lived long enough to see everything."

"When I came to see you, I saw Wen Wan about to kiss you secretly." She said in a nonchalant tone.

Mo Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked up at her, his voice cold enough to freeze: "What did you say?"

Qiao Ruoxin smiled and said, "I stopped her. She kissed my palm. It was disgusting."

After hearing her words, Mo Chen's expression gradually returned to normal, and he said in a cold tone: "It's quite disgusting, don't touch her mouth again in the future."

He didn't allow anyone to touch Qiao Ruoxin, neither men nor women.

"okay."

“Has it been disinfected?”

"..."

(End of this chapter)