Master Mo's beloved wife

"Well..."

Qin Xiaolou was surprised to see the suddenly enlarged handsome face in front of her. She was flustered. She quickly raised her hand and tried to push away the body in front of her.

Mo light cold's hand suddenly entangled to come over, tightly embrace her, even the slightest crevice didn't give her.

"You..."

She passively withstood the burning kiss, finally had the air gap, his kiss fell again.

His kiss seemed to have magic power, melting her uneasiness and panic into his kiss bit by bit.

Her hand finally slowly relaxed the struggle, instead of embracing his shoulder, tightly grasping his shirt.

Until the original flat place appeared a small wrinkle, and a faint desire

"Dong Dong Dong!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Qin Xiaolou was surprised and quickly pushed away Mo QingHan. When she had too much strength in her hand, it affected the wound. The pain made her take a cold breath.

"What's the matter?" Mo QingHan looked at her injury in a hurry.

Qin Xiaolou shook his head in a cold sweat.

"Miss Qin, I'll change your dressing." The little nurse pushed the door and came in. Seeing that it was wrong, she hurried forward, "Miss Qin, I'll call a doctor for you right away."

"No!" Qin Xiaolou want to stop, the little nurse has rushed out.

Mo QingHan comfortingly supported Qin Xiaolou, "lie down for a while, and the doctor will come right away."

Qin Xiaolou didn't open his face. There were two red clouds on his face.

"Would you like some water?" Ink light cold eye flash a bit unnatural, turn to pour water.

The atmosphere in the ward was instantly sticky.

Two people's gas fields are like the positive and negative poles of the magnetic field, attracting each other, but both sides are unwilling to look back at each other. The water in his hand seems to be boiling hot.

"Miss Qin, what's wrong with you?" The doctor came in a hurry.

"I'm fine. I'm just involved in the wound."

"Doctor, she was very sick just now. Help her to see if the wound has split again."

Two people talking at the same time.

The doctor was stunned for a moment, "what's the situation?"

"Not serious!"

"Serious!"

"Let me have a look." The doctor coughed twice.

Mo light cold quickly get out of the way, "please come here."

Qin Xiaolou blushed.

Fortunately, there was no expression on the doctor's face, just like I came to see, without any distractions.

"It's no big problem. Just pay attention to the wound. If it's torn, it will affect the healing time."

"Yes, thank you, doctor." Qin Xiaolou said.

"Doctor, why don't you take a closer look?" Mo QingHan has a questioning attitude.

“……”

The doctor was going to leave. Hearing Mo QingHan's words, he came back and examined Qin Xiaolou carefully again

"The patient is in good health. Mr. Mo, don't worry too much. Usually, he should pay more attention to some blood tonic food, which will help the wound recover..."

Qin Xiaolou understood what the doctor said, and his face turned more red.

"Please." Mo QingHan stood in the same place, like a student taking notes seriously.

She quietly took a look at Mo QingHan with the remaining light, and then moved back like a thief.

"Please, doctor."

Mo light cold personally sent the doctor out of the ward, let just some unhappy doctor instantly become flattered, quickly put his hands to say no.

"I'll trouble you later." Mo light cold looked at the people in the ward.

"Where, where, this is my duty, Mr. Mo, don't worry!"

The doctor almost patted his chest to make sure that he was sure. It was funny to call Qin Xiaolou.

People like Mo QingHan are always leaders wherever they go. They can't be hated if they want to.

She stared at the white back, dazed.

"What are you thinking?" Mo QingHan returns to the ward.

"You." Qin Xiaolou did not want to answer.

"Oh?" Ink light cold eyebrow eye a pick, lip side blooms a trace if have if have no smile, "today so direct, I pour is like very much."

"I..." Qin Xiaolou choked in his throat and wanted to say something. Seeing Mo QingHan's face, he couldn't say anything.

For the rest of the day, Mo QingHan would come to the ward as scheduled to report. The key point is that he would carry all kinds of tonic soup on his hand.

So that when she saw the soup, she would react subconsciously.

"Mr. Mo, you don't want to revenge me with these soups, do you?"

Qin Xiaolou watched helplessly as he raised the bowl in front of her.

Mo QingHan had a good view of her expression, and her mouth was slightly crooked

"I ordered the kitchen to cook the soup for you. It's nutritious and helps the wound recover."

In front of the soup presents a strange color, a variety of medicinal materials soaked in it, even the air is emitting a medicinal taste.

She figured out that the soup was not intended by Mo QingHan. Maybe the Mohists knew that it was for her to drink, so they made it this way?

"Or... I'll have it later." Qin Xiaolou looks at Mo QingHan with a smile.

"No, these soups should be drunk while they're hot. If you're in trouble, I can feed you." Mo QingHan said seriously.

"Cough... Cough..."

"Well?" Ink light cold eyebrow eye a pick.

"It's OK. I'll do it myself."

Qin Xiaolou thought of the scene when he fed her last time. He turned red, holding a bowl in his hand, closed his eyes and looked up.

"Do you want another bowl?" Ink light cold fundus show a bit satisfied.

Qin Xiaolou shook his head decisively.

Ink light cold estimate also understand, received soup, then sit directly in her side, also don't speak, just looking at her.

Qin Xiaolou twisted the quilt and did not look at Mo QingHan's face. He just sat quietly by the bed.

However, the people around her are really powerful. She wants to ignore them, but her eyes are always drifting to him unconsciously, and then she leaves quickly.

This time, she made up her mind not to speak at all.

But the people around her don't speak. They sit by her side and don't do anything else. They just look at her.

The sight hit her and made her feel uncomfortable.

Finally, she couldn't help but open her mouth.

"Don't you have business to deal with?"

"Well?" Mo light cold still stares at her, don't speak, deep vision light of, the eyeground installs to want to eat to settle her general smile.

“……”

Qin Xiaolou was so a look, to the mouth of the words and all stuck shell, don't know what to say, had to turn face angrily.

There was a burst of low laughter in the air.

Ink light cold eyes suddenly deep down, "small building, you are here to recuperate, other what don't want."

"Don't think about it?" Qin Xiaolou yelled from the bottom of her heart, as if she had something to think of.