Fall in love with kissing you

When the woman called him, she was either acting as a pretentious intimacy or gnashing her teeth even with her surname. It's not like now that she can read a name with a spring heart.

He was wrong. Chu Qing was a woman who did evil. She flattered the speaker and walked so close to other men while he was away. She didn't have any reserve. Did she forget that she was a married woman!

Yan Si's green veins in the far corner of his forehead were tight, and the mockery of his tight lips loosened the door.

The two people who were talking happily in the ward heard the sound. As soon as they looked back, they saw Yan Siyuan coming in wrapped in a cold wind. His face was as gloomy as water and ugly.

As soon as they turned sideways, Yan Siyuan saw the lunch box held by Chu Qing. The dishes on it were exquisitely placed and brightly colored. It made people move their fingers. It was not Mo Qing who was shocked to prepare.

Seeing this, Yan Siyuan was even more angry. He didn't know which friend he knew in a corner. He ate soft food casually. Chu Qing was even shameless.

Chu Qing looked at Yan Siyuan. His face was blue and white, and his eyebrows frowned. He didn't know who to show him.

Seeing Mo Qing present again, Chu Qing didn't want the scene to be too stiff. Chu Qing took the initiative to say, "you're coming."

The woman's tone was light, and the joy on her face was cold, as if his appearance was an untimely mistake.

Yan Siyuan looked at it, gave a slight sneer, went to the hospital bed, quietly inserted it between Mo Qing and Chu Qing, glanced at the lunch box carelessly, and reached out to take it away directly.

The man's strength is tough. Chu Qing can only watch him take it away. Seeing Yan Si step forward, Leng Rui's eyes sweep straight to Mo Qing's gentle and polite smile.

"Don't you think you're too lenient, Mr. Mo? I'll take care of my wife by myself. Please take all these messy food away."

With that, Yan Siyuan pushed the lunch box onto Mo Qing's chest impolitely.

Even though Yan Siyuan spoke impolitely and acted with a slight provocation, Mo Qing still stood still and smiled politely at Yan Siyuan

He calmly took the lunch box in Yan Siyuan's hand and glanced at the oil stain splashed on his shirt.

Chu Qing also noticed that Yan Si was far from reasonable. When she removed the wet towel, she had to come forward to help Mo Qing wipe it.

Yan Siyuan's eyebrow bone jumped. Looking at the woman's soft, boneless hand against the man's hard chest, he finally couldn't bear to drink, "Chu Qing!"

Chu Qing was so strong that he was startled. Mo Qing smiled at the corners of his mouth and glanced at the man carelessly. The coldness in his eyes was the same as Yan Siyuan. He lowered his head again, took the wet towel and said gently to Chu Qing, "I'll come by myself."

Chuqing pursed her lips. Seeing that he was restrained in holding the lunch box, she simply stretched out her hand to pick up the lunch box.

Yansi foresight was as close as no one else. His expressionless face became more and more gloomy. The focal length of his eyes focused on Chuqing's face, and his thin lips slowly spit out two words, "come here."

The pronunciation of the two words was low and heavy, and there was an obvious undercurrent in the calm. Chu Qing looked up at him and almost instinctively wanted to shake his head to refuse. But as soon as his eyes touched the man's vicious eyes, Chu Qing clenched her teeth again and walked towards him numbly.

Mo Qing made a move and looked at the woman's dull face. He only felt a thorn in his eye.

He dropped his hand, squeezed the wet towel, and then looked up. He was already smiling, but his words were aggressive.

"Is it difficult for Mr. Yan to take care of his wife? He came here so late and didn't even bring any food?"

Yan Siyuan's jaw tightened more and more, so he heard Mo Qing chuckle a few times. The laughter was shallow and sparse, but it was like a slap on Yan Siyuan's face.

Chuqing held the lunch box and could feel the warmth under it. She stared at the floor with empty eyes and didn't speak.

Yan Siyuan stretched out his hand to hold Chu Qing's shoulder, lifted his eyelids and looked at Mo Qing faintly. His thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes were unhappy.

"I have other plans for breakfast, so I don't bother Mr. mo. I'd like to ask Mr. Mo if he came to the hospital early in the morning and was so interested in my wife?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room was suddenly cold and solemn. Chu Qing also heard them clearly. Looking at Yan Siyuan's resolute side face, he finally knew why the man was so angry just now. He suspected that he had put a green hat on him.

Chu Qing smiled angrily, twisted his shoulder, took off the shackles of Yan Siyuan, looked at him with warm dark eyes, and his tone was very cold.

"Mo Qing is my friend. He just came to see me. Don't put a hat on anyone."

On the contrary, this angered Yan Siyuan. Looking at Chu Qing's confrontation with him for the man behind him, his pale little face was rigorous and serious. Suddenly, his handsome eyebrows twisted fiercely. His flawless face had nothing else but the sultry air of water.

"Chu Qing," he called her and raised his voice. His eyes were so thick that they could not melt ink. Then his tone eased down and was so loose that he only talked like usual. "Don't you know how to write the word women's way?"

Chuqing's pupils are tiny, but some improved eyesight seems to be out of focus at the moment.

Mo Qing frowned and came forward to hold Chu Qing's arm, but the woman seemed to notice his movements, slightly dodged her body, smiled at him as if nothing had happened, "Mo Qing, I can handle it myself. Go back first. Thank you for your breakfast."

Shallow dimples bloom on the woman's beautiful face. Even though she is plain now, she still has a kind of exciting charm in a frown and smile. Mo Qing was absent-minded for a moment, but she understood her stubbornness and pride in seeing Chu Qing's gentle and firm eyes.

He sighed helplessly in his heart. Such a relationship is really embarrassing. Even if he wants to stand out for her, he is not honest and his words are not smooth. I'm afraid he will cause trouble for her.

From a distance, Yan Si's eyes were not good from beginning to end, and gradually evolved into hatred.

But even his wife doesn't trust him, and he turns his words into a sharp sword to hurt her at will. Such a man doesn't know how to cherish her and treat her well

Hearing Chu Qing's words, Mo Qing still smiled gracefully. When he looked up at Yan Si Yuan, his disdain and contempt flashed by. Finally, he turned into pity for Chu Qing. He nodded at her and hung his ear with a gesture.

"OK, let's contact later. It's agreed. Don't hide it from me."

Mo Qing looked at Chu Qing seriously. She nodded like pounding garlic. Then she took back her eyes with satisfaction. When she turned and left, she raised her eyebrows slightly to Yan Siyuan, with provocation and unscrupulous irony hidden at the top of her eyebrows.