Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

"He was beaten, but not by me."

She hung up the phone, Mo Beiting was looking at her with a smile, "although it's not you, but how, I was also beaten because of you, should I show a little emotional at this time?"

Yi Qiao was silent for a moment. "I've made you restrain yourself. You don't listen to me and go your own way, so even if you hang up, you're asking for it."

"Oh," the man said with a low smile, "I have no conscience."

Mo Beiting didn't have any embarrassment. He was still straight and upright. "Go to the room."

Yi Qiao thought that his cleanliness habit was committed again, and he didn't want to wear the clothes that were both blood and sweat. "You are sitting on the sofa, I'll go to the bedroom and get your clothes for you."

Mo Beiting said with a cynical smile, "you want everyone to know that I'm going away with you? And it's splitting the wound? "

Yi Qiao a face of exasperation distress, "can walk?"

“……”

Mo Beiting has not answered, she has left him out of the study.

……

Yan Jinzhi expertly removed the thread and sewed it up again. Her face was taut all the time, as if she was suffering from great unhappiness.

Cut the line, bandaged with gauze, cold voice told, "the wound can't touch water, in good before, can't intense exercise."

The scratch on Mo Beiting's chest was just scratched!

Tired a day, but also because of this son broken things called here, Yan Jin's heart now hold a big fire, no place to vent.

"Yes." Mo Beiting answered and closed his clothes.

A look is casual perfunctory.

Yan Jin's lips, cool sneer, "if you don't want the wound to crack again, leave a bowl of big scar to be despised, wait for the wound to roll, endure a few days to die."

Mo Beiting lifted his eyes and looked at Yan Jinzhi, who was filled with righteous indignation outside his eyes. It seemed that he just said casually: "you can come back here if you are bored?"

Yan Jinzhi's mood is not quite right, and Mo Beiting noticed it when he came in.

"I didn't sulk," Yan Jinzhi took the medicine box, drooped his eyes, and answered with low interest: "it has nothing to do with me."

It seems that he knows about Shang Mao's marriage.

Mo Beiting looked at the irascible face, and tried to show a indifferent face. He could not help reminding: "the wedding will be in two months."

"I know. I got the invitation."

"It's said that I haven't seen many of them before."

Yan Jin one Leng, he did not specifically understand, even the groom's name did not see, put the invitation to one side.

"I'll go first. I've been working continuously these days. I'm so tired."

Mo Beiting sneered, "your hospital in addition to you, there is no other doctor?"

"What can I do without surgery now? Drink a bottle of wine and use it to strengthen her? " Speaking of the end, the words with a bit of casual frivolity.

It's not that he didn't have this idea.

Just to the shepherd's purse, may have been in the position of secret love, so, dare not give birth to those profane mind.

Mo Beiting

"It's OK, but with Shang Mao's temperament, you will definitely be sued for rape, but this marriage will probably not end. Maybe when you come out a few years later, she will still be single, and you will have a chance."

Yan Jinzhi came out of Mo Beiting's villa. He wore the same scarf as in spring and autumn. He only wore a thick scarf, which was not of practical value except good-looking.

The wind in winter with the unique moist smell of Linjiang poured in from the collar and cuffs. He was still a little sleepy and suddenly sober.

The trousers were blown close to the skin and hair, like a thin layer of ice, so cold that he could not help but take a breath.

He didn't get on the car. He stood there playing with his mobile phone like a masochist. For a long time, his face was numb with blowing, and then he froze to point out the address book.

The name of Shang Mao is in the first place.

He called it out.

There was a quick answer, "hello."

"Come out and sit for a while."

The shepherd's purse was already lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, like a cicada pupa. Smelling the words, she wanted to sit up, but she tried several times but failed, "what's the matter with you? Why is the voice shaking? "

"..." Yan Jinzhi opened the door, sat in, lit a fire, and turned on the air conditioner to the highest temperature, "it's OK, just a little tired."

Are you shaking when you're tired?

This words business shepherd's purse didn't ask, "already very late, tomorrow, you have what matter to look for me, say in the telephone."

"I'll take you to eat."

A listen to have eaten, business shepherd's purse breathing, decided to overcome the cold problem, "well, you say an address."