Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

"If Su left awkwardly, it's still raining now. I'm a little worried. When the second brother comes out, please tell the second brother that I'll leave first." in a word, he has got up, stretched out his hand and pulled the suitcase to leave.

When Pei Yijing was about to go out of the villa, Mo Wan suddenly opened his mouth and called him. The smile on his cheek was very bright: "photographer Pei, come on!"

"OK..." Pei Yijing smiled helplessly and left.

Until the figure disappeared in sight, Mo Wan took back his eyes and smiled brightly.

She will hide those careful thoughts about him in her heart, which only she knows. Maybe after a long time, her careful thoughts will gradually disappear with the passage of time

While he was still thinking, the door of the bathroom suddenly opened, Pei Yihuan came out in his bathrobe, and the water droplets on his hair were flowing downward.

"Pei Yihuan." she quickly shouted.

Pei Yihuan turned his head and stared at her coldly

There was a chilling expression in his eyes.

Mo's face turned red. The cold sweat in front of his forehead almost didn't come out. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Yijing asked me to tell you that he and Rusu returned home first."

With a cold response, Pei Yihuan sat on the sofa, turned on his laptop and processed the company's emergency documents.

Seeing that he was silent, Mo Wan sat quietly on the sofa, unscrewed the ointment and put medicine on his ankle.

But unexpectedly, when the cool ointment fell on the red and swollen ankle, the hot pain made her take a breath of air-conditioning, and couldn't help shouting: "ah!"

Hearing the speech, Pei Yihuan turned his eyes and stared at her coldly.

Biting the lip flap, Mo Wan was embarrassed and said, "I'm really sorry to disturb you. I try not to make a sound!"

He stared at her coldly, and Pei Yihuan's attention fell on the company's documents again.

Although she said that, Mo Wan could bear it when the medicine fell on her ankle. The pain was so painful that even tears swirled in her eyes, but she bit her lip tightly so that she didn't make a sound.

After taking the medicine, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Taking the medicine was like punishment. It was really terrible!

After tossing around all day, he was frightened and tired. At this moment, sleepiness hit. Mo looked at the bed and saw Pei Yihuan lying on the bed in his bathrobe.

She was stunned and then frowned slowly: "do you want to sleep in bed?"

Pei Yihuan's eyes suddenly narrowed and said coldly, "do you have an opinion?"

"No, no, no problem. But I hurt my foot. I think you should be a graceful man."

His long and narrow eyes narrowed again, and the cold light in them radiated.

"No. I know you are definitely a man with good manners..." Mo Wanyi said with an awe inspiring attitude.

"Well, so?" Pei Yihuan continued to look at her coldly.

"Well, so you still sleep in bed and I sleep on the sofa..." she replied very readily!

A cold hum overflowed from his thin lips. Pei Yihuan ignored her and closed his eyes.

"Hoo -" took a long breath, Mo Wan gently arranged her body, looked up at the man on the bed, sighed, and then went to sleep.

For a moment, the room fell into a tranquility, and only their breathing echoed faintly.

Time is gradually passing. Suddenly, don't cry in your sleep, and your breathing is rapid. The breath sprayed from your nose is like a flame, and even your cheeks turn red.

"Dad, don't go, don't leave me..."

"Grandma, will you give my father back to me?"

"Dad! I will cure you. Don't leave... Don't leave Wan'er..."

"Wan'er... Don't be alone... Don't..."

Slowly, her tears flowed down the corners of her eyes and fell on the sofa. The whole person kept sobbing and crying.

Sobs and cries were constantly heard. Pei Yihuan's closed eyes opened, Junting's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his eyes looked at the sofa.

"Don't... Don't be alone..."

"Dad! Wan'er will find a way to cure you. Really don't leave Wan'er. There's no one left."

The tall body sat up from the bed. Pei Yihuan's narrow eyes fell on the slender figure on the sofa: "shut up!"

Without any reaction, she still kept sobbing, sobbing like an injured kitten.

When his long legs moved, Pei Yihuan got out of bed, turned on the light and walked towards the sofa step by step.

Until he stood by the sofa, Mo Wan still had no reaction and was still crying.

Pei Yihuan's face closed, a little impatient and said, "shut up!"

"HMM... HMM..." his response was still intermittent crying.

The thin lips closed in a straight line. Pei Yihuan grabbed her shoulder and squeezed her chin in one hand, forcing her to raise her head. He saw tears rolling down in strings, as big as beans, but his eyes were closed.

"You wake up!" his big hand pinched her shoulder and shook impatiently.

Mo Wan's body was forced to shake, and the breath exhaled from his nose fell on Pei Yihuan's arm, making him feel a burst of burning heat.

With a slight wrinkle in his eyebrow, Pei Yihuan's big hand fell on her forehead. The hot and amazing temperature immediately spread to the palm of his hand. His thin lips pursed more tightly. He put his body back on the sofa, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"Transfer me a private doctor right away!" the words were short and extremely cold.

At this time, Mo Wan, who had been sleeping, slowly opened her eyes and saw Pei Yihuan standing in front of her. She was slightly stunned. In her voice, there was a thick nasal voice and hoarseness: "haven't you slept yet?"

He glanced at her and said coldly, "some people cry and howl in their sleep. Do you think you can sleep?"

"Are you talking about me?" she slowly sat up from the sofa, only feeling top heavy and soft, and her face was burning like a fire.

"Is there a third person in the room?" Pei Yihuan asked her coldly!

"Sorry..." Mo Wan coughed a few times and looked up. He didn't know when he had changed into White V-Neck Sweater and black casual pants. He was as handsome and indifferent as usual.

Glancing at the cake on the table, she let out a cry and looked at the three-dimensional quartz clock in the corner of the room.

Eleven o'clock, luckily there's still time!