Mommy, Daddy is here again

Chapter 265 Feed her soup...

Qingyun doesn't like Mo Zixiang very much now.

In the past, I only thought that Mo Zixiang was the son of a wealthy family, and he must not be someone like ordinary people like them who can climb up high.

But after this incident, she changed her view of Mo Zixiang a lot.

It even made her feel that Lao Ling's last wish was right, and her daughter would definitely not suffer any grievances if she followed such a person.

Qingyun looked at Mo Zixiang with a gentle smile on his face, "Okay, Auntie will call you Zixiang from now on."

After finishing speaking, she went on to say: "Zixiang, Auntie won't go back to rest. Yueyue needs someone to take care of her here, and I can just rest here."

Mo Zixiang smiled, and said in a hearty voice: "Auntie, even if you want to take care of Yueyue, you have to go back and change your clothes. Besides, this is not a matter of a day or two, Yueyue will stay in the hospital for more than one day. It’s Sunday, you have to go home and pack something.”

Qingyun thought about it, and immediately agreed, "Well, I'll go home and change now, and then I'll pack some clothes for Yueyue."

Then, Qingyun looked at Ling Xiaoyue again, and confessed in a gentle voice: "Yueyue, thank you Zixiang, Zixiang rescued you last night. And Zixiang stayed here for a long time today, and just went back Come back soon."

After explaining to Ling Xiaoyue, Qingyun looked at Mo Zixiang again, and said in a gentle voice: "Zixiang, Auntie will go back first, and Yueyue will trouble you here."

Mo Zixiang smiled warmly, "Auntie, leave Yueyue to me, don't worry."

"Okay." Qingyun smiled and left.

After Qingyun left, Mo Zixiang approached Ling Xiaoyue and sat down beside her hospital bed.

Those slender and good-looking hands gently unscrewed the thermos in front of Ling Xiaoyue, and gracefully poured the chicken soup inside into the soup bowl...

Seeing Mo Zixiang's series of actions, Ling Xiaoyue felt that he did it on purpose.

Or to put it another way, this is the nature of this flamboyant young man, a kind of unknowing, innate flirtatious behavior.

If it weren't for his ability, he wouldn't have made so many women cry and cry to marry him.

And the conversation between him and her mother just now gave her a sense of déjà vu that the mother-in-law was talking to the future son-in-law.

He saved her, and she was grateful.

But if you want to tease her, then I'm sorry, she doesn't have that leisure time to accompany her.

"Young Master Mo, thank you for saving me." Ling Xiaoyue looked at Mo Zixiang and sincerely thanked him.

Then, without waiting for Mo Zixiang to speak, she looked at him and continued to express her position, "But Mo Shao, apart from expressing gratitude to you, I don't intend to fulfill my father's last wish and have too much to do with you. On this point, I hope Mo Shao can make it clear to you. Moreover, I will return all the expenses I incurred in this hospital to you. "

Seeing Ling Xiaoyue, who looked serious and tried her best to separate herself from her, Mo Zixiang felt very uncomfortable.

The other women are all rushing to get involved with him.

Why did he come to this girl, and he turned into a harmful virus instead, making this girl afraid to avoid it?
But no matter how upset he was, Mo Zixiang didn't show it.

He looked at Ling Xiaoyue and nodded, "Yes, I know."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ling Xiaoyue seriously, and continued: "You don't have to think too much, your father died to save my father, no matter whether you will marry me according to your father's last wish, you are mine. Responsibility."

Then, without waiting for Ling Xiaoyue to say anything, Mo Zixiang directly changed the subject and said, "Come on, have some soup, this is just made by the servant at home."

"Thank you, Young Master Mo." Ling Xiaoyue said, reaching out to pick up the chicken soup that Mo Zixiang was holding.

Mo Zixiang looked at the girl, but did not hand her the soup bowl.

She was locked up in the police station and tortured for a whole day yesterday. Later, she fell into a coma for so long. She didn't even have any strength in her hands, yet she was still trying to be brave here.

"I'll feed you." After Mo Zixiang finished speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and brought it to Ling Xiaoyue's mouth.

Ling Xiaoyue refused, "You don't need Mo Shao, I can do it myself."

Mo Zixiang insisted, gently pinching the porcelain white spoon with his slender and beautiful fingers, maintaining the motion of feeding Ling Xiaoyue soup, "I'll feed you."

Ling Xiaoyue's ears became inexplicably hot and turned red.

When Mo Zixiang saw this situation, Xie Sixiang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Silly girl, your ears are red now? I just fed you soup, why are you embarrassed?"

Ling Xiaoyue's face turned red this time.

She didn't speak, and opened her mouth to drink the soup that Mo Zixiang fed, and couldn't help but curse in her heart: Do you think everyone is as experienced as you, and has been on the battlefield for a long time?I haven't been in a relationship yet, am I just an innocent little white?
Mo Zixiang smiled warmly, and fed Ling Xiaoyue soup one mouthful at a time.

Ling Xiaoyue is definitely not the kind of alluring beauty. Compared with the beauties Mo Zixiang usually sees, she can only be said to be particularly delicate.

Looking at this kind of girl, looking at her unremarkable red ears, and that delicate and pretty face dyed bright red, looking at the girl's straight eyebrows, long and dense eyelashes, delicate nose bridge, and small red lips...

Mo Zixiang suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was very cute, so cute that even the hairy pores on her forehead were so pleasing to the eye, so cute that he couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Have you never been in a relationship before? So easily shy?" Mo Zixiang looked at Ling Xiaoyue and said suddenly.

"Cough, cough." Ling Xiaoyue choked suddenly.

Mo Zixiang put down the soup bowl and wiped the soup from the corner of Ling Xiaoyue's mouth, "Why are you so careless, you can even choke on the soup."

As he spoke, he patted Ling Xiaoyue's back.

But he didn't take this shot too tightly, Ling Xiaoyue immediately turned pale and cried out in pain, "Ah...it hurts!"

It was only then that Mo Zixiang remembered the injury on Ling Xiaoyue's back.

He didn't care too much, stood up directly, and lifted off the hospital gown on Ling Xiaoyue.

Sure enough, as the doctor said, from the outside, there was no obvious injury on Ling Xiaoyue's back.

But after one night, it turned black and blue...

However, Mo Zixiang still feels like a needle in his heart, wishing he could kill those policemen right now!

Ling Xiaoyue trembled in fright.

What is this man doing?

How could he...

Her face became even redder, and she faltered while pulling the lifted hospital gown, "You, you..."

But after hesitating for a long time, she still didn't say why.

Instead, the man stared at her back and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Feeling the man's scrutiny, Ling Xiaoyue's cheeks turned redder.

Under her tug, the hospital gown finally returned to the distance.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and said honestly: "It hurts."

(End of this chapter)