The boss sends me money every day

Chapter 1694 Is it because of that man?
late at night.

Mo Yiheng couldn't sleep, got up to drink water, and sat on the sofa but didn't know what to do.

The apartment is not very big, but it is extremely empty.

He hasn't seen Fang Jiamei for five days.

She said that, so naturally he couldn't take the initiative to find her.

She didn't remember anything, so she would naturally be surprised or even disgusted by his behavior.

But only he knew that this feeling of reunion made him want to have her like crazy.

Leaning on the back of the sofa, Mo Yiheng slowly closed his eyes, but his sweet and lovely smile still appeared in his mind.

Naive and optimistic.

It's just that now, it's a little more sad.

Because of that man?
She seemed really in love with him.

Then what is he?

A dependency during her recuperation?

Or, is he just being self-indulgent?

Ding-dong-

In the dimness, Mo Yiheng seemed to hear the sound of the doorbell, slightly opened his eyes and looked towards the elevator, got up and walked slowly, turned on the electronic visual monitoring, "Who?"

A pair of familiar eyes entered the camera, making Mo Yiheng's heart tighten subconsciously.

"Mr. Mo... I have something to do with you, can I see you?" Fang Jiamei stayed downstairs, her voice seemed panting.

……

One minute later, Fang Jiamei came out of the elevator, and Mo Yiheng was standing in front of her, looking at each other, making her lower her head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry Mr. Mo, I came to see you so late." Fang Jiamei whispered, grabbing the hem of her skirt.

Mo Yiheng frowned the moment he saw her again.

Her image at this time was particularly embarrassing, her hair was messy and even covered with weeds, her arms were scratched, blood mixed with mud dripped on the floor, her legs had several wounds, and her skirt was also dirty of.

Seeing that he was staring at her, Fang Jiamei immediately stretched out her hand to cover her wound, "Hug, I'm sorry, I'll clean it up for you."

Mo Yiheng looked away, turned and walked in without saying a word.

Fang Jiamei didn't dare to go in. She was too dirty. She fell down from the second floor and fell into the grass with muddy holes.

Mo Yiheng came out quickly, holding a shirt in his hand, watching her standing there with an extraordinarily gloomy expression, "Go wash it up, I'm a clean freak."

After speaking, he turned and entered the bedroom...

Fang Jiamei closed her eyes while holding the clothes in her hands, and slowly walked into the side sleeper where she lived last time.

Nothing seemed to have changed here, it was what it was when she left, and it is still the same now, even the used shampoo is still placed next to the bathtub.

Sure enough, it's a man, and he doesn't know how to clean it.

Fang Jiamei took a quick shower, washed her body clean, took the shirt Mo Yiheng gave her, hesitated for a moment, put it on, it was better than naked.

After casually blowing her hair twice and coming out, Fang Jiamei saw Mo Yiheng sitting on the sofa with a medicine box in front of her.

He was wearing a set of gray home clothes, his short hair was fluffy and drooping slightly, adding a touch of gentleness to his elegance, and he sat there quietly waiting.

Fang Jiamei scratched her hair and walked over slowly, "Mr. Mo..."

The thin white legs came into his sight, and Mo Yiheng looked up slowly. His large shirt was worn on her petite body, reaching directly to her knees. His natural black curly hair was scattered on both sides, and his round face was clean. Clear.

There is a touch of indescribable sexiness in the purity.

The Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, Mo Yiheng quickly lowered his eyes, and patted the place beside him.

(End of this chapter)