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Chapter 97 You dare to speak, I dare to spit!Until he stood beside the sofa, Mo Wan still didn't respond at all, and was still whimpering and crying.

Pei Yihuan's expression changed, and he said impatiently, "Shut up!"

"Mm...Mmm..." The response to him was still intermittent crying.

The thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, Pei Yihuan grabbed her shoulders and her chin with one hand, forcing her to raise her head, and saw tears rolling down in strings, as big as beans, but her eyes were closed with.

"Wake up!" His big hand pinched her shoulder and shook it a little irritably.

Mo Wan's body was forced to shake, and the breath exhaled from his nose fell on Pei Yihuan's arm, making him feel a burst of burning heat.

Frowning slightly, Pei Yihuan's big hand landed on her forehead, the scorching hot temperature immediately spread to the palm of his hand, his thin lips were pursed even tighter, he put his body back on the sofa, and then took out his mobile phone to dial the number .

"Call me a private doctor right away!" The words were short and extremely cold.

At this time, Mo Wan, who had been sleeping all this time, slowly opened her eyes, and seeing Pei Yihuan standing in front of her, she was slightly startled, her voice was thickly nasal and hoarse: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

He glanced at her and said coldly, "Someone is crying and howling in their sleep, do you think you can sleep?"

"Are you talking about me?" She slowly sat up from the sofa, only feeling top-heavy, her whole body was extremely weak, and her face seemed to be on fire.

"Is there a third person in the room?" Pei Yihuan asked her coldly!

"I'm sorry..." Mo Wan couldn't help coughing a few times, raised his head, he didn't know when he had changed into a white v-neck sweater and black slacks, handsome and indifferent as usual.

She accidentally caught sight of the cake on the table again, she let out a soft cry, and looked at the three-dimensional quartz clock in the corner of the room.

It's eleven o'clock, luckily still in time!

"Cough...cough...cough..." She couldn't help coughing lightly, while enduring the bone-eating pain in her ankle, she slowly slid off the sofa, limping He turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Pei Yihuan glanced at her a few times, then sat down on the sofa, his eyes were scattered on the painting that the assistant had brought in, and then he focused on it.

The heavy rain outside the window is still falling, and the time is gradually passing by.

After a long time, there was the sound of footsteps, and Mo Wan came out with a steaming bowl in her hand. Because her ankle was too painful, she walked very slowly.

It only took a few seconds to go from the kitchen to the living room, but she walked for 2 minutes.

Walking to the table, Mo Wan carefully placed the bowl in front of Pei Yihuan; "Fortunately, it's not past twelve o'clock, I made you a bowl of longevity noodles, I wish you a happy birthday!"

Her voice was still hoarse after a fever, and the smile on her cheeks was still very bright. Compared with the appearance of crying in her sleep, she was a completely different person.

The slender body froze slightly, Pei Yihuan withdrew his gaze, said nothing, but his deep eyes fell on Mo Wan's body like a whirlpool.

She smiled at Mimi and looked at him; "Although the appearance doesn't look very good, the taste is absolutely guaranteed. I still have some confidence in my cooking skills."

As if Pei Yihuan didn't hear her words, his eyes were still staring at her, the eyes were so deep that people couldn't see the emotions clearly.

Her face and her body were already burning very badly, and she seemed to be a little dizzy, but she still held on.

"Would you like to try it?" She asked him; "Taste a bite, it's considered eating."

"Who told you to do this?" His voice was low and cold.

"No one asked me to do this. They are not around you. I just want to do my best to make your birthday happy. After all, it only comes once a year."

While speaking, she pushed Changshou's face forward again, and looked at him with a smile.

She knew in her heart who he wanted to celebrate his birthday with, but Zuo Lan was not around, so the birthday was still to be celebrated.

The coldness in Pei Yihuan's eyes was like frost, he looked at her and said word by word; "Who do you think you are?"

"Well, I'm nobody..." She ignored his words, but lowered her head and picked up longevity noodles with chopsticks and placed them in front of his eyes; "Take a bite, it counts."

His eyes were as dark as swirls, like ink, like snow that hadn't melted for a thousand years.

Her hand was slammed away and fell on the table, followed by a "clang--" and then a heart-rending pain. When she looked up, she saw that the bowl had been swept to the ground by him, and the hot noodle soup was spilled on the ground. When it reached her ankle, the pain caused her to turn pale, without a trace of blood.

The long noodles were sprinkled all over the floor, and the poached eggs flew to nowhere, it was a mess...

Enduring the severe pain, she stood up, gnashing her teeth and staring at Pei Yihuan; "Are you so honorable? Are you so happy when you trample on other people's good intentions?"

Pei Yihuan turned his face slowly and looked at her coldly; "Did I ask you to do it?"

Hearing this, Mo Wan gasped heavily, gritted his teeth, and looked at him with the same sneer; "You're right, I'm cheap, I'm cheap! You're just a heartless person!"

Slowly, her ankle moved, and when she was about to stand up, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she fainted on the ground with a pale face.

With his eyes fixed, Pei Yihuan's slender body stood up from the sofa, picked up Mo Wan who was on the ground and put him on the bed, the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly.

What a woman!Damn it!

After the drip was put on, the doctor disinfected and cleaned the wound on Mo Wan's ankle, and then bandaged it.

"The patient's temperature has exceeded [-] degrees, which is very serious. Also, the injury on her ankle is very serious. She must not be allowed to walk around for three to five days."

Responding indifferently, he watched the doctor walk out of the villa.

Afterwards, he sat down at the side, and when he accidentally saw the long noodles falling on the ground and the golden poached eggs, his eyes moved slightly.

Standing up, Pei Yihuan moved his long legs to the table, took another look at the longevity noodles on the ground, and then his eyes fell on the cake.

Silently, he cut a piece with a knife and put it in his mouth. The sweet and greasy taste made him frown his handsome eyebrows almost immediately.

Do you want to eat such a nasty thing for your birthday?

"Water...water..." Mo Wan unconsciously licked his dry lips while sleeping, and an indistinct voice came out of his mouth.

Immediately, Pei Yihuan raised his slender fingers, threw the knife and the cake aside, picked up a glass of water and walked to the bed.

Her cheeks were tightly closed, her cheeks were flushed and flushed, and she kept murmuring.

Bringing the water glass to her mouth, he raised his big hand slightly, making it easier for the water to flow into her mouth.

And Mo Wan was like a person in the desert who found sweet water and drank it one sip after another.

It wasn't until she drank two glasses of water that she finally stopped crying.

Pei Yihuan put the water glass aside, picked up the red wine glass, leaned against the edge of the bed, looked at Mo Wan's beautiful but unusually pale cheeks, and took a sip of the red wine......

Lips twitched, and Mo Wan murmured unconsciously; "Bastard! Pei Yihuan is a big bastard! It's not a thing, not a good thing...."

With leopard-like eyes staring at her quietly, Pei Yihuan tightly clenched the red wine glass in his hand, this woman!

The next morning.

When Mo Wan's eyes slowly narrowed into a slit, the sky outside the window was already bright, and the sunlight came in through the window, which made her feel uncomfortable and closed her eyes.

"Drink the porridge!" A deep and cold voice rang in his ears.

Looking up, when Mo Wan saw Pei Yihuan, she said coldly: "Please take it away, I can't bear it!"

"Eat!" Pei Yihuan stared coldly at her pale, bloodless face.

"It's my right to eat or not to eat, you have no right to interfere!" She still didn't look at him, what happened last night was still vivid in her memory.

"Very ambitious..." Glancing at her, Pei Yihuan said coldly, and then walked out of the villa.

Mo Wan moved his body slowly, let his upper body lean against the head of the bed, and snorted coldly, he can be unambitious towards anyone, but he must be ambitious towards him!

Time passed gradually, until after a long time, there was a sound in her stomach, Mo Wan instinctively glanced at the porridge next to her, then looked away, and said harshly; "Don't eat it! food!"

After another two hours, her already hot and weak body was so weak that she couldn't even lift her hands. She listened carefully to the movement around her, and after confirming that the big bastard was not there, she passed the table with both hands. The porridge was devoured.

The porridge was light, very fragrant and soft, she almost buried her head in the bowl, when the porridge bottomed out, she raised her head and saw Pei Yihuan suddenly appearing in front of her eyes...

"Ah—" she screamed in shock, looking at him in front of her eyes, her heart was still beating non-stop; "Why did you come in without making a sound?"

"I seem to have entered my own room. Why did you make a noise? Your ambition is nothing more than that." His eyes swept across the clean porridge bowl, neither hot nor cold.

"So what? Do you want me to spit it out for you?" Mo Wan stared at him; "If you dare to say it, I will dare to spit it out for you today, and the food from someone who doesn't care tastes nothing more than that!"

The second watch, it must be updated early tomorrow, oh, it’s really damn, it’s dead, I can’t live, it’s dead, you just keep silent, I’m dead, these days are more than 7000 words, I will fight for it , you all want to leave a message, the last bit of motivation is going to disappear... 3.......... ................................................