Cold CEO With Warm Love

It's OK. It's OK.

She didn't think that Mo Xiuchen might be cheating her, because she felt that he disdained to cheat her, and there was no reason to cheat her.

Moreover, Wen Yiyi always believed what he said.

After Mo Xiuchen came in, Mo Qingling and aunt Qin went out and left the space for the couple.

Mo Xiuchen put her on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her, only showed her feet, covered her for a while with his hands, glanced at the steaming bone soup on the bedside table, and asked aloud, "didn't you eat at noon?"

It's half past one, and it's three or four hours before he goes out.

Wen Yiyi Leng for a moment, subconsciously looked at the time, found that it was already 1:30 in the afternoon.

Because she was worried about Xiang Mengxia all the time, she didn't care about the time to eat at all. Now when I think about it, Mo Qingling yelled that she wanted to eat when she was hungry several times.

Wen Yiyi scratched his head, nodded his head and said in a low voice: "well I'm so worried... "

"Not next time." Mo Xiuchen reproached to see her one eye, "since I said that I would bring my mother back, I would bring her back. You don't have to worry about other things, just wait for my news at home."

"Well..." Wenyiyi continue to nod, see him in addition to the blame of that one eye, no angry face, a little relieved.

Tempting ribs soup fragrance from one side, immediately aroused the greedy insects in wenyiyi's stomach.

I was too nervous to worry about Xiang Mengxia's accident before, and I didn't feel hungry. Now I know that I have come back. After I relax, I feel hungry all of a sudden.

She looked eagerly at the bowl of spareribs soup that Aunt Qin had given her, and then at the man in front of her. Then she put out her hand to serve it. As soon as her hand touched the edge of the bowl, she quickly retracted her hand.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xiu Chen discovers her action to make a voice to ask a sentence.

Wen Yiyi wronged Baba: "hot."

Now she only felt her fingers burning, with a trace of pain.

Mo Xiuchen smell speech, immediately pulled her hand to see, the finger tip already red a large area, he gently poked with the hand, heard her pour to inhale a cold air.

"I'll get the burn medicine!" Leaving such a sentence, Mo Xiuchen turned and walked out.

Wen Yiyi looks a little annoyed and looks at his left back. He looks down at his fingers and scolds himself for his affectation.

I used to work as a hotel service when I was a part-time worker. Sometimes when I served food, I was accidentally spilled with something. It was still hot and just finished.

At that time, the pain was more than it is now. I don't know how many times she could resist it. Now she just can't stand the burning of a finger. It's really

Are you more and more spoiled by him?

It's really a very delicate bag.

Wen Yiyi pursed her lips, feeling very complicated, happy and worried. She liked the feeling when he spoiled her, but she was afraid that she couldn't do anything without him.

Mo Xiuchen took the scalding medicine from Aunt Qin, then took a look at Xiang Mengxia, simply told her to have a good rest, and quickly came back.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the little woman sitting on the bed looking unhappy.

He went over and sat down beside the bed, unscrewed the cap of the scald medicine bottle, squeezed a little bit out of his hand, then pulled her hand to daub it carefully, and asked her, "what's the matter? That's the look. "