Miss Savage and Arrogant President

Mo Wuyou listened to Shen Sheng's question and smiled mischievously: "I didn't think so much at that time, but now I think I'm a little regretful."

Of course, Shen Sheng knew that Mo Wuyou didn't mean it. She just didn't want to blame herself. Suddenly, she was moved again.

Gently pack the ice for Mo Wuyou, and then a series of doorbell rings.

Mo Wuyou asked, "who will come so late?"

Shen Sheng stood up and said, "maybe it's my uncle. He just called my father. He probably knows that my father is ill. He's coming."

When Shen Sheng went to open the door, Mo Wuyou quickly raised his hand to blow. Although he knew it didn't work, he couldn't help doing so because it was too painful.

In front of Shen Sheng, she didn't dare to do so for fear that he would worry.

After blowing for a while, he heard footsteps, and Mo Wuyou quickly stopped his action.

Turning to see Shen Sheng's uncles and aunts coming, she quickly stood up and said, "uncles, aunts."

When they saw Mo Wuyou, they were stunned, and then quickly reflected: "OK, don't be polite, sit there."

Although they said so, out of politeness, Mo Wuyou didn't dare to sit down like this.

Shen Zhong and Jiang Pei were not outsiders, so Shen Sheng said, "my father is in the room. Go up and see him."

Shen Zhong asked, "don't you follow us?"

Jiang Pei smiled: "OK, then you two talk here, and we'll go up."

With that, Shen Zhong, who had no eyes, went upstairs.

Jiang Pei's small voice made Mo Wuyou feel embarrassed and turned red immediately.

But at this time, I felt some comfort. It seems that some people in the Shen family still like themselves.

Shen Sheng felt Mo Wuyou's shame at this time. It was very pleasing to the eyes, but he didn't forget the injury on her hand. He bypassed the table and came to her: "let's go. I'll take you to my room to apply medicine."

Then he pulled up Mo Wuyou's left wrist, but accidentally touched her hand.

Mo Wuyou didn't notice for a moment, didn't hold back, and hissed out.

At this time, Shen Sheng knew how painful she was. Her slight touch could make her cry out. How painful was she when she just put ice on her? Not to mention the time when I didn't say a word and took care of my father as if nothing had happened. It must be more painful.

Without saying anything, Shen Sheng took her to his room and applied medicine.

When he got to the room, Mo Wuyou looked at Shen Sheng, who drugged himself silently. He knew he was angry.

She cried out, "it hurts so much. Take it easy."

In fact, his movements are quite gentle. Where can she cry so painful? Mo Wuyou just wants to attract his attention and let him speak.

Shen Sheng glared at her angrily, but he still didn't speak, but the action on his hand was lighter.

Mo Wuyou had no choice but to adopt the coquettish tactics: "ah Sheng, say a word, don't be angry, or I'll tell you a joke?"

Shen Sheng focused on his medicine, didn't look up at her, and replied faintly, "I'm not angry."

Mo Wuyou pouted: "I'm not angry. What are you doing with a straight face?"

Indifferent answer: "I've always been like this. If you don't believe it, ask others."

Don't worry whispered: I'm not so stupid. When you ask others, you must answer yes.

Although Shen Sheng couldn't see anything on his face, she just knew he was angry. She couldn't help pouting higher: "you're angry."

Shen Sheng raised his head at this time: "why should I be angry?"

This... Mo Wuyou really doesn't know. She only knows that he is angry from his face, but she doesn't know why?

With curious eyes, she asked, "yes, why are you angry?"

I don't know why he is angry, but I know to please him and let him not be angry. This worry really makes him angry.

He wiped the last medicine and looked at Mo Wuyou seriously: "worry free, there's no need to bear it in front of me. You can shout when you hurt, cry when you hurt, take it out on me when you're unhappy, and laugh when you're happy. Any of your emotions can be vented in front of me. Just don't bear it. If you do, I'll... Feel distressed."

He said, grabbed Mo Wuyou's uninjured right hand and pressed it to his heart: "do you feel it? It hurts now."

Mo Wuyou stared at him and didn't know how to respond.

long time.

She recovered, then quickly lowered her head. A drop of tears also dropped on the back of her hand, like a glittering pearl, reflected on the back of her swollen hand.

Mo Wuyou doesn't want to cry. It feels so silly, but when you feel deep, you really can't control yourself.

Shen Sheng smiled, gently took her hand and kissed away the tears on the back of her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Such a moving moment was interrupted by an uninvited guest.

Mo Wuyou looked up at people, but he also heard who she was from her voice, and Han murui was also.

Shen Sheng raised his head, frowned and asked, "why don't you knock when you come in?"

Shen Sheng's question choked Han murui for a moment. She looked at him incredulously: "ah Sheng, are you kidding? I never knocked at the door before."

This sentence contains too many meanings. A woman never knocks when she enters a man's bedroom. What does this mean? Can their relationship be normal?

The answer is yes, not normal!

Mo Wuyou was a little uncomfortable, but after all, it was before, and she couldn't say anything.

Shen Sheng wisely stopped pestering the topic and stood up and asked, "what can I do for you?"

Han murui resumed her usual virtuous attitude: "Uncle Yi's condition is not very stable. I'll stay here for a few days to observe. You'd better put down your work and live at home these days. Uncle Yi can't be alone."

"I see. Go out."

Han murui just turned around and suddenly turned back: "Oh, by the way... Do I still live next door to you?"

Still living? It means that you used to live often. Mo Wuyou bowed his head and turned his mouth. Is this Han murui and Shen Sheng too close?

Shen Sheng didn't think much and replied, "well, I'll have someone clean up your room later."

Han murui glanced at Mo Wuyou and smiled generously: "Well, one more thing, uncle Yi doesn't seem to like Miss Mo very much. He said he asked you to send Miss Mo away quickly. I don't think you want to listen. Miss Mo doesn't want to listen, so I won't say it. In fact, I also suggest that it's best not to let Miss Mo stay here, which will affect uncle Yi's mood and is not conducive to his recovery. Of course, this is just my suggestion. Do you listen All right. "

There was nothing wrong with what Han murui said, so Shen Sheng didn't think much.

But Mo Wuyou, who is also a woman, is much more sharp than Shen Shengmin in this regard.

She could hear the irony in her words from her high eyes and her casual voice.

It is said everywhere that Shen Sheng's father doesn't like her and doesn't welcome her. It makes her a little self-aware and retreat in the face of difficulties.

After Han murui left, Mo Wuyou stood up and took the initiative to say, "ah Sheng, I'm a little tired. Take me home."

It's not that she really retreats in spite of difficulties as she wishes, but that she feels that it's really not good for her to stay here now. Nothing is as important as Shen Sheng's father's health.

Shen Sheng was used to what Shen Yi said, so he didn't plan to listen to him this time. He always came by his own temperament: "since you're tired, go to bed here. It's too late today, so don't go back."

Mo Wuyou glared at him: "Why are you so disobedient? Your father just said..."

Before Mo Wuyou finished, Shen Sheng interrupted her: "Miss, I'm old. Do I have to obey an elder?"

Mo Wuyou disagreed and said, "but your father is in a special period. He is ill."

Shen Sheng patted Mo Wuyou on the shoulder: "don't worry, I'm measured. Do you think he won't think I won't listen to him? He has a clear mind."

Mo Wuyou wanted to say something, but Shen Sheng didn't give her a chance to talk again. He raised his eyebrow and asked, "don't you worry, what will happen to us if Han murui lives here?"

If Mo Wuyou had any worries, now he asked, that worry was gone. She asked jokingly, "will you?"

Shen Sheng gently said, "that's not necessarily. Your husband's market is very good. Please don't have so much confidence in your husband's self-control."

Although her mobile phone saved her husband for his nickname, he rarely said so. It can be said that this is the first time. Mo Wuyou's face turned a little red unconsciously, and he also had a sweet feeling in his heart.

But seeing that he was different from the high and cold in the past, and now he was a little proud, she burst into laughter.

The little face raised and said proudly, "do you think my market is poor?"

Shen Sheng was instantly amused by her: "little sample, you're not ashamed!"

"That's it."

At this time, only Shen Yi and Shen Zhong were left in Shen Yi's room.

Shen Zhong looked at his weak brother and said reluctantly, "I don't mean how old you are, and you have a common understanding with your children. Every time you meet Xiao Sheng, you have to quarrel. You say you have this son now. What are you quarreling about? You can make yourself like this in the end."

Shen Yi has great respect for Shen Zhong because they lost their father and mother when they were young. Shen Zhong almost pulled him up.

Without Shen Zhong, he would not have everything today and now.

He was silent and let Shen Zhong nag. He knew that he was for his own good.

Shen Zhong scolded him for a while. Seeing that he didn't respond, he felt boring. You said that no matter how much emotion you felt towards a muggy gourd.

He also knew that the relationship between their father and son could not be improved by a word or two. He simply gave it up, changed the topic and said, "I think that girl is good. You should follow Xiaosheng this time. Your children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren's blessings. Don't worry about that."