My husband loves me too much

Chapter 202 212. The scar on Mr. Bo's hand looks very interesting.

Mu Hua was a little allergic to the contraceptive pill, and felt uncomfortable throughout the day after taking it, feeling sick and lacking energy.

Fatty is the only person who knows about the fact that she is not the only one in her room but also Bo Qijin.

The door of the room hadn't been opened a few times, and it was all the hotel staff who brought things in. The fat man didn't see the two of them coming out, so he pretended he didn't know anything. When someone came to Mu Hua, he said that Mu Hua was tired and still resting.

In the evening, when Director Li looked for Mu Hua, he really couldn't resist, so he boldly knocked on the door.

Bo Qijin, who opened the door, was neatly dressed, with clean facial features, and he didn't have any trace of a fat man's turbulent and crazy brain.

"Mr. Bo, is Director Mu awake?"

Bo Qijin walked out of the room, and gently closed the door, leaving only a little gap.

"Is something wrong?"

"I'm fine, Director Li is looking for Director Mu," the fat man explained, "It seems that there is a place in the script that may need to be changed, and I need to discuss it with Director Mu."

Regarding work matters, Bo Qijin will not make decisions for Mu Hua privately, because she is definitely going, and even a hailstorm can't stop her.

"Please tell Director Li that Mu Hua will be there in half an hour."

"Okay, let's reserve a seat at the Chinese restaurant next door. We'll chat while eating. The others will go first. Director Mu will come to eat directly when he's done." Fatty withdrew after finishing speaking, "See you, Mr. Bo."

Mu Hua was awake, but she didn't remember that Bo Qijin had stayed with her in the room for a whole day, neither working nor answering work-related calls, just simply being with her.

Sitting by the bed, Bo Qijin gently brushed the long hair of the woman's neck, and dug out her sleepy little face, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

Mu Hua rolled into his arms naturally, wrapping her thin white arms around his waist, "I have no strength."

Bo Qijin pressed his palm against Mu Hua's forehead, but fortunately, he didn't have a fever.

"Director Li has something to do with you," he said gently, "go over there first, and come back to sleep after dinner."

As soon as she heard that Director Li was looking for her, Mu Hua sat up from the bed.

She is the kind of young lady who stands at the pinnacle of her life and can obviously rely on her looks and family background, but she has to rely on her strength.

After brushing your teeth and washing your face, your brain is much clearer.

like a dream.

There is him in the dream, and he is in front of you when you wake up.

"When are you going back?"

Bo Qijin was wearing a watch, and his voice was low and careless, "Is it because I don't want me to leave, or because I'm bored and wish I could leave sooner?"

Mu Hua gave the man an angry look, pretending to be disgusted, "I'll just ask, why do you have so much inner drama."

Bo Qijin looked calm, "Stay with you for two more days."

"……Oh."

Although Mu Hua only said a dull 'oh', there was an unconcealable smile hidden between her brows and eyes, and her complexion improved a lot.

"Let's go and eat."

……

The two walked into the restaurant one after the other. The crew's jaws almost dropped when they saw it, and only Fatty remained calm.

No matter how curious they were, no one dared to gossip in front of Bo Qijin and Mu Hua. After greeting each other politely, they each went back to continue eating, but glanced over there from time to time.

The two are more relaxed than the other, and they don't care what other people think. They are not too close, but in the eyes of those people, there is an extra layer of ambiguity.

There are only five people at Mu Hua's table, she, Bo Qijin, director Li Jin, fat man, and screenwriter.

Halfway through the meal, Director Li had a call, so he went outside to answer it.

"Mr. Bo."

The fat man pointed to the mark on the inside of Bo Qijin's arm, and said with a smile, "The scar on your arm has an interesting shape."

It's a tooth mark.

(End of this chapter)