Pick up a husband and take it home

Chapter 357 Hospitalization (4)

Han Zhexuan and Gu Xiaoliu looked enviously at the place where Ji Jing and his wife disappeared, He Tianzong glanced at them, and joked with a smile: "Xiaoliu, Zhexuan, why don't you two get together as a couple."

When Gu Xiaoliu and Han Zhexuan heard this, they immediately bounced away, leaving each other far away.

Han Zhexuan, "My sexual orientation is normal, I don't like gay girls, I like pretty girls, like... Xiang Linlin's!"

Ning Lin smiled embarrassedly, He Tianzong narrowed his eyes dangerously, and stood in front of Ning Lin.

Han Zhexuan laughed, "Let's go, let's all go back."

When Mo Yihan entered the ward, he deliberately closed the door heavily, making a loud noise, in case Su Wange didn't know that he had entered.

Su Wange looked at Mo Yihan pitifully, and Mo Yi sat on a chair with a cold face.

"What do you want me to do?"

Su Wange was so aggrieved that she stared at Mo Yihan, tears welling up in her eyes, Mo Yihan felt a little unnatural for a moment when he saw her moist eye sockets.

Mo Yihan's face improved a lot when his attitude couldn't be tough.

"My hands hurt."

With so many stitches, how can the wound not hurt?

Mo Yihan originally wanted to say something to comfort Su Wange, but when he came to his mouth, it became the word "endure".

Su Wange burst into tears immediately, "Go, you are no longer the Hanhan I know, go out, I don't want to see you!"

Mo Yihan was momentarily at a loss, "I..."

Su Wange wiped her tears with her right hand, and put the quilt over her head, covering her own head.

Mo Yihan shook his head, stood up, and wanted to pull the quilt off, but Su Wange grabbed him tightly.

Not wanting to hurt Su Wange, Mo Yihan said softly, "Don't cover your head with the quilt, okay?"

"Not good." Su Wange's muffled voice sounded.

Mo Yihan paused, and then said: "Then how can you take off the quilt?"

Su Wange was silent for a long time without speaking, and for a long time, she choked out an inexplicable sentence, "You don't love me, and you don't care about my feelings anymore."

"Nonsense." Mo Yihan said sharply.

Suddenly, Su Wange pulled down the quilt and exposed her head, "Then do you love me?"

"I..." Mo Yi was speechless.

If it was too nasty, he couldn't say it.

"Look, you don't love me at all." After saying that, Su Wange wanted to cover her head with the quilt again, but Mo Yihan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Su Wange's hand in one go.

Before Su Wange could react, Mo Yihan's lips covered Su Wange's.

Su Wange was almost suffocated by the kiss, and her cheeks, which were originally pale, turned red at this moment.

Su Wange glared at Mo Yihan coquettishly, and Mo Yihan pressed on Su Wange, but promised not to hurt her.

Picking up Su Wange's chin, Mo Yihan squinted his eyes and said dangerously: "You will know soon whether I love you or not."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yihan got up from Su Wange's body, "Drink the soup, sister-in-law specially brought you chicken soup from home."

Because of Su Wange's injury, Wei Jin cooked the chicken so lightly that there was almost no oil in it.

Su Wange couldn't keep up mentally, so she fell asleep after eating, and Mo Yihan was also lying on the bed, sleeping with Su Wange.

Mo Yihan slept lightly, because Su Wange was still on an IV, so he had to pay attention all the time.

(End of this chapter)