I really don't want a second marriage

When Han Muzi came out, yetingchen was still waiting outside the door.

She frowned and walked towards her hospital bed. She saw the mobile phone on the desktop. She took it up and looked at it. Only then did she find that her password lock had been cracked.

She looked back at the culprit who followed her: "did you do it?"

Yetingchen naturally knew what she meant and did not intend to answer. He just came forward and took her mobile phone: "are you hungry? I asked someone to make food, you..."

"Yetingchen! You peeked at my mobile phone? You also cracked my password lock? Do you know that you are immoral! Why do you do this? Can I tell you whether you believe it or not?"

Han Muzi pushed him away, grabbed the mobile phone by the way, then stepped back a few steps, put his back against the cold wall and became angry with yetingchen.

"Sue me?"

The way she resisted made yetingchen frown unhappily. A moment later, he laughed at himself and said, "I've been watching you all night in exchange for this? Woman, do you have a heart?"

Han Muzi didn't speak and stared at him.

Yetingchen sneered: "if you don't crack your mobile phone password, how can you send a text message to Xiaoyan and how can she send you food? Or, in your heart, I'm the kind of person who just wants to spy on the secrets in your mobile phone? I'm not like yetingchen."

Han Muzi didn't answer, but she was touched in her heart.

She felt that yetingchen cracked her mobile phone password, which made her very angry, but she was also angry. She didn't think of so much. Now let yetingchen say so, she immediately felt that she was making trouble without reason.

But... She thought she was right. Yetingchen was married, but she followed her to her ward to stay with her for one night.

Even if he didn't mind, Han Muzi couldn't accept it.

Thinking of this, she didn't speak again, but called Xiaoyan directly.

"Bathe purple?"

"Come to the hospital to pick me up, and then go through the discharge formalities for me. By the way, bring me a change of clothes."

Xiao Yan heard the coldness in her voice and didn't ask much. He nodded immediately: "OK, I'll be there in a minute."

After hanging up the phone, Han Muzi walked directly around yetingchen. She'd better go through the discharge formalities before Xiaoyan went to the hospital.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to the door, yetingchen caught up with him, wrung his eyebrows and asked, "what are you doing?"

Han Muzi didn't answer him, but continued to walk forward with steps.

"Oh." night Tingchen smiled coldly, and then said, "even if you are in a hurry to go, you should put on your shoes before you go, shouldn't you?"

After listening to Han Muzi's steps, he looked down and found that he didn't wear shoes. At present, he was standing barefoot on the cold floor.

At the moment when she was conscious, the whole person had been held horizontally. Yetingchen held her back. Han Muzi was stunned for a while and immediately responded: "let go of me!"

Night Tingchen didn't answer with a face. He took her to the hospital bed, put her down and took her shoes in front of her.

"Wear it."

Han Muzi bit her lower lip, raised her head and glared at him. This bastard is really annoying.

Although she was staring at him, this glance made yetingchen love and hate in his heart.

Night Tingchen couldn't help but buckle her shoulder and push her down on the hospital bed.

"What are you doing looking at me like this? No one told you, will men go crazy because of your eyes?"

He didn't kiss her, but he was very close to her, and his breath was spitting on her face. This ambiguous distance didn't make Han Muzi blush and heartbeat, but the sense of shame in her heart rose higher and higher.

Han Muzi closed her eyes and the half white lips trembled slightly.

"Yetingchen."

Her voice trembled, and her eyelashes trembled gently.

"If you're trying to humiliate me, you've succeeded."

Night Tingchen, humiliate her?

"What do you mean?" he asked coldly, holding her chin.

Han Muzi opened her eyes, which were cold.

"You know."

All around seemed to be quiet. Yetingchen clearly saw it at the bottom of her eyes and hated it.

yes.

It's disgust.

She is disgusting with herself.

Not hate, but disgust.

This cognition made yetingchen suddenly manic and uneasy.

Why? What he has done these days makes her hate herself?

From the very beginning when he saw her, he unconsciously wanted to be close to her. He had been following his heart and basically did what he wanted to do, but was he wrong?

Night Tingchen pursed his thin lips: "speak clearly."

"I want to break the contract."

Compared with the impatience in Tingchen's heart at night, Han Muzi's voice sounded particularly calm, "is it clear enough now?"

Taking advantage of the moment when yetingchen was in a daze, Han Muzi directly pushed him away and let him lie on the hospital bed. Then he got up and put on his shoes and left the ward.

She went to go through the discharge formalities. No matter what the doctor said, she didn't care. After that, she didn't go back to the ward, but sat quietly in the chair in the corridor waiting for Xiaoyan to come.

Xiaoyan didn't disappoint her. She said she would be here soon.

Seeing her sitting on the chair in the corridor, I wondered, "Muzi, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the ward?"

Han Muzi got up, took the bag in her hand and took a look. It was really a change of clothes. She turned and walked to the ward.

Xiaoyan followed her into the ward.

The ward was empty, and ye Tingchen had long disappeared.

"Oh, where's yetingchen?" Xiaoyan asked in surprise after he went in.

"Let's go." Han Muzi replied, and then went into the bathroom to change.

When she came out, Xiaoyan had put out all the food she brought. Because she had taken care of Han Muzi before, Xiaoyan knew what she should eat when she had a stomach disease.

"Come and have breakfast."

Xiaoyan greeted her. Han Muzi went over and sat down. When she saw the food on the table, she didn't know why she had no appetite.

But she always wanted to eat. She reached for the bowl and picked up the chopsticks.

"Everything here is mine. You can't eat it." Xiaoyan put the food for herself. Han Muzi only looked at it and saw a lot of fried things. She said silently for a while: "are you on purpose? Every time I have a stomach disease, I can only eat these light ones. You deliberately eat these barbecues in front of me?"

The expression on Xiaoyan's face was a little proud. He took a crispy dumpling fried like gold and put it into his mouth. When he ate it, he deliberately made a sound: "Wow, it's so delicious. This store is new. It seems that I'll patronize more in the future."

Han Muzi: "

"Envy? You poor bastard who often suffers from stomach disease. Now do you know how miserable you are? Will you still be so wayward in the future without eating and painting all day? When inspiration comes, you can't stop, can you? Can you stand up again when you fall down? Huh?"