Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 96
Pang Jia hung up the phone all the time.

Gu Yichen's face was extremely gloomy, and he threw his mobile phone against the glass with his hand, covered his eyes with his hand, and leaned limply on the driver's seat.

Mo Yan was like a wandering spirit, walking along the overpass for a long time, until he couldn't walk anymore, then he sat down on the sidewalk and stared blankly at the children playing in the square.

Just after the winter vacation, the children were full of fun and laughter everywhere, Mo Yan looked at it and suddenly thought of the unformed child in her stomach.

She clenched her fist tightly, stretched out her hand to touch it lightly, then quickly retracted it as if frightened, fearing that others would notice something, bent down guiltily, and covered her stomach.

The sky was getting dark and she hadn't eaten much for a day. Mo Yan's stomach was singing an empty city plan, but she didn't have any appetite at all. Mo Shi, who was already in a desperate situation, and Mono, who might face life imprisonment, were lying on the hospital bed She has no face to face Henry Henry whose life or death is uncertain, no matter who it is.

Liu Mei is right in saying that she is a disaster star, and no one who is with her will end well.

She shrank herself into the chair, hung the hat of the down jacket on her head, revealing only two big eyes, looking at the world like a timid child.

Suddenly, the light in front of her eyes was blocked, she paused, and slowly raised her head, but before she could see her face clearly, a big hand reached out, got under her hat and gently stroked her cheek.

Mo Yan was stunned, his palm was rough and warm, just like her father's hand when she was a child, she was nostalgic for it, she couldn't help closing her eyes, and gently rubbed against his palm.

The softness and smoothness from the fingertips made Mr. Li startled slightly, then frowned, her body temperature was abnormally high.

Mr. Li bent down, took off her hat, then took off his coat and wrapped it around her body.

Mo Yan greedily smelled the nice smell of tobacco on his coat, raised her eyes, and looked at the man in front of her.

"It is you……"

Her voice was very soft, like a sigh, but also like disappointment.

Mr. Li frowned, sat down next to her, took out her hand that was tucked in his cuff, and put it in his palm. Like her before, he put it to his mouth and let out a breath, rubbing her hands vigorously to keep warm.

His movements were very unfamiliar, with a bit of force, which made Mo Yan feel a little painful when pinched, but she didn't care about the pain, and just looked at him stupidly, as if she didn't know him.

It wasn't until he raised his eyes and stared at her uncomfortably that Mo Yan moved his lips and whispered, "It's so warm."

A smile curled up on Mr. Li's lips, and he continued to help her keep warm.

Mo Yan was like a child, snuggled into his arms, and it took a long time to say softly, "Mr. Li."

"Ok?"

The man uttered a single syllable and didn't look at her.

Mo Yan's face was flushed, and his eyes were a little confused. After he answered for a long time, he whispered, "Actually, I really like you."

Mr. Li's body froze, and for a moment, it seemed that something exploded in his mind. With 33 years of vitality, he never knew what the so-called seven emotions and six valleys were, and he didn't even know what a person should have. What exactly is anger, sorrow and joy, but now, those things suddenly seem to be separated from him by only a veil, and Mo Yan's words almost tore off that veil, making the old man calm, the first time he An emotion called agitation arises.

This kind of heart shock was not even inferior to the throbbing when he was lingering with her in the express hotel. He was almost addicted to this strange emotion.

Mr. Li clenched his fists tightly, trying to calm his heartbeat, stretched out his hand to hook her chin up, took a deep breath and looked into her eyes.

Those eyes are clear and confused, just like a child, without a trace of dirt.

He was a little disappointed, although he didn't know what kind of emotion he wanted to see in these eyes.

Mo Yan looked at the shaking figure in front of him, suddenly raised his head, and kissed his lips.

Mr. Li's pupils dilated, and the hand holding her chin still maintained the original movement, looking funny and ridiculous.

The touch on the lips was very soft, with an abnormal temperature, which made him instantly fascinated. Just when he wanted to reach out and grab the back of her head to deepen the kiss, Mo Yan suddenly moved away from him, stretched out his arms to hug his neck, He said softly, "I really like it."

Mr. Li clenched his fists, and suddenly pulled the octopus off his body, took a deep breath and said, "Unfortunately, I don't like you!"

Mo Yan sat blankly, pursed her mouth in grievance, tears welled up in an instant, hanging from the corners of her eyes, she was so pitiful.

Mr. Li turned his head hard, damn it, he was almost bewitched by this cunning cat!

That kind of look is not the way a woman looks at a man. If he didn't stop it in time just now, he would suspect that this damn woman would call him "Daddy"!
The way she looked at him was clearly looking at the father she admired, but damn it, he didn't have a daughter as old as her!
Mr. Li stood up, took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, then bent down and picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the outside of the square.

Mo Yan leaned in his arms, looked at his firm chin, sobbed softly with grievances, "But I just like you."

Mr. Li directly ignored the "confession", and hugged her tightly in a somewhat rude manner, frowning even tighter than before.

Mo Yan was burning in a daze, so Mr. Li took him directly to the apartment where he lived. As soon as the door opened, the Maotuan kid quickly came to greet him. Mr. Li frowned and gently kicked it away, and said lightly, "Myself Play."

His tone was a little low, and Mao Tuan seemed to have noticed something, obediently lying on the ground, wagging his tail slightly, and followed his master with his eyes.

Mr. Li went upstairs, kicked open his door, gently put Mo Yan on the bed, bent down to take off her shoes, only to find that except for her face, her whole body was almost ice-cold.

He frowned, got up and went downstairs, bent down to lift up the hair ball lying on the ground, and walked upstairs.

After entering the room, he lifted the quilt, put the ball of hair on Mo Yan's feet, and gently patted the little guy's head.

The hairball kid's chubby body shivered from the cold, and he was afraid of Mr. Li's coercion, so he had to be a warm baby obediently, with big eyes and incomparable sadness.

Mr. Li ignored its dissatisfaction, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner up and down, and went outside with his mobile phone.

The person who answered the call was Mo Yan's attending doctor, the obstetrician and gynecologist who was threatened by Mr. Li.

"Fever, how high is it?"

Mr. Li frowned, "...I don't know."

doctor……

"Miss Mo is pregnant with a child, and the first three months are unstable, so try to avoid taking medicine. If it's just a general fever, you can take alcohol and rub it on her body to cool down physically. If the fever cannot subside, you need to go to the hospital..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, Mr. Li hung up.

He rummaged downstairs and found a bottle of liquor with a relatively high alcohol content. He went to the bathroom to get a dry towel, and carried it upstairs.

(End of this chapter)