Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 931 Mo Linfeng, you did this because you love me?
He clamped her injured arm and said, "You deserve it!"

After he finished speaking, he pressed the bell on the bedside, and a special nurse appeared in the ward one minute later.

The special nurse was very professional, and it took about a minute to reinfuse the potion into Xia Zhishui. Before leaving, the special nurse said to Mo Linfeng: "Sir, the patient has acute pneumonia and needs to rest, so he won't be too emotional."

Mo Linfeng stood with dignity, giving people the illusion that strangers should not enter.

He just nodded slightly and said nothing.

After the special guard left, Xia Zhishui looked at the ceiling with her black eyes blinking, the light in her eyes was incomparably empty and boundless.

Mo Linfeng looked at her disillusioned attitude, and felt that forcing her like this would only be counterproductive.

He lifted his feet and walked to the head of the bed, looked down at the woman's indifferent and delicate face, and said, "Xia Shang went to Paris. I think you should know why."

He paused, and then said: "I'll be busy for a while, be good yourself, don't do anything that annoys me, and recover from your illness. Otherwise, I won't guarantee that during the time when your elder brother is away, How will I deal with the Nalan family's Dongying Empire?"

After speaking, he was ready to turn around and leave.

No matter how angry Xia Zhishui was, she couldn't do anything about this scoundrel for a while.

She raised her scarlet eyes and watched the man's back gradually walking towards the closed door, her hoarse voice rippling faintly.

She said: "Mo Linfeng, do you do this because you love me, or because you slept with me, so you want to extend the right to sleep longer."

Mo Linfeng put his hand on the doorknob, he didn't unscrew it, and he didn't turn around.

It's still too early to talk about love, and he doesn't know what love means?
He doesn't know what love is, but in his intuitive impression, love should be respected as a guest until the end of life, even if it is plain, it doesn't matter.

He didn't know how to answer Xia Zhishui's words, he said, "What if I say yes?"

Xia Zhishui laughed sarcastically, and said, "Oh... if there is no such thing, you can go!"

Mo Linfeng was still standing, and his hand was resting on the doorknob, and he didn't make any movement to unscrew it.

But the doorknob turned around at this time, and then the closed ward door was pushed open by an external force.

The four eyes meet each other, lightning and flint.

Nalan Rongmo was dressed in an elegant white suit, which made his figure tall and straight, in stark contrast to Mo Linfeng's dark suit.

They looked at each other, the light and heat in their eyes could set off monstrous flames at any time.

They are like day and black, as if they never meet, standing on opposite sides of each other.

Nalan Rongmo's long and narrow eyes narrowed deeply for a moment, they were red as if they were dripping blood.

His eyes slightly fell on Xia Zhishui on the hospital bed, she was looking at him blankly.

For some reason, facing Xia Zhishui's expression, Nalan Rongmo's heart contracted uncontrollably, and it hurt.

He smiled at Xia Zhishui so lightly that there was no warmth, and said: "Zhi'er, you rest for a while, I will talk to Mr. Mo alone!"

He spoke softly, without showing any emotion.

After he said this, he didn't intend to listen to the woman's response, so he walked out first, followed by Mo Linfeng.

The two of them, one in front of the other, walked towards the exit of the safety passage on the ninth floor with a gentle gait.

Because of the remoteness, there are no people.

So, uh... best for fighting.

(End of this chapter)