Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Those words are not his original intention, he just

Ji Yunan is irritable and purses his lips.

"Yu Nan," Mu Qinghuan sees that Ji Yunan's attention is always on the door, where Shi Sheng has left. Reluctantly pulled down his sleeve, "you don't blame the Secretary, I was too reckless, almost hurt your wound tear, fortunately she reminded me."

"I don't blame you for a little injury. You don't have to apologize all the time."

Ji Yunan is a little irritable. He pulls out the sleeves held by Mu Qinghuan and goes to the bedside to lie down. "How did you come back?"

"I..." Mu Qinghuan bit her lip. "I heard you were hurt."

Ji Yunan half closed his eyes.

The pain of the wound and his bad mood made him not want to talk.

"Is it serious?" Mu Qinghuan sat down beside the bed and saw the gauze wrapped in his open robe. "Let me have a look."

She reached for the bandage on his chest.

Fingertips have not yet touched, the man will be aware of the open eyes, avoid: "not in the way."

Mu Qinghuan's fingers were stiff in the air, and his eyes turned red in an instant. "Yunan, are you blaming me?"

She knew she shouldn't have asked.

No smart woman would ask this question if she knew the answer.

At that time, she left him to go to France first, and they just made up at that time. Their feelings were not the strongest. He would blame her for it.

Even, he might

Thinking of the way he looked at Shi Sheng before, Mu Qinghuan felt sad and painful. She could not care whether he would be disgusted any more. She put her hand around him and put her head close to his chest. The position of her heart was: "Yu Nan, I can't help it. You know chairman Ji's means. If I don't go..."

"I know," Ji Yunan interrupted her and patted her on the back to appease her. "I know that you've just come back from France, and you're tired after taking such a long flight. I'll ask someone to arrange a guest room for you to have a sleep."

"No She always felt that as soon as she left, she would never have a chance to come back to him.

"When you wake up, let's go to bed. I'm sleepy too. I haven't slept much these two days."

Mu Qinghuan always takes a considerate route. When he says he's sleepy, it's not easy to pester him. When Ji Yunan looks at her, he glances at his side.

The bed is very wide. Apart from the one he sleeps, she can sleep more than three more.

Her meaning is very obvious. She believes that Ji Yunan can understand it.

Just see if he wants to understand.

Ji Yunan pushed her away, "go, Changyao is also here, you go to find her to arrange."

Mu Qinghuan bit her lip and said in a low voice, "no, I just want to live in the room before me. I can make the bed by myself."

Ji Yunan brow deep lock, "now when Sheng live there, you change a room."

"Shisheng? That room, where does she live now? " Mu Qinghuan stares at him, as if she has been hit hard. Her face is pale. She wants to laugh, but she can't laugh. She tugs at the corners of her lips repeatedly, and finally raises her voice: "Yunan, that's my room. How can you sleep for Shisheng?"

What she cares about is not the room, but Ji Yunan's status.

However, it also means that Ji Yunan and Shi Sheng didn't live together, which makes her feel better.

But she is still not happy, think Ji Yunan can coax her as before.

Women are naturally cautious in the face of their rivals. Besides, her intuition tells her that Ji Yunan's attitude towards Shisheng is not as boring and indifferent as it appears.

Ji Yunan's eyebrows wrinkled deeper. He raised his eyes, his face remained unchanged, and his voice was very low. He couldn't hear his anger. "That's my room. It's my business who I want to live for."

Mu Qinghuan

She moved her lips and was speechless for a moment. Her face was hot, like being slapped. She was embarrassed, embarrassed, sad, sad

Ji Yunan's words have been so ugly. She doesn't know why she still stands here and listens to her next words.

"Mu Qinghuan, why do you think that if you leave me to go to France without saying a word, I will keep a room for you? Or do you think, as long as you look back? I will always wait for you in the same place? If so, you think too much of yourself. "

Mu Qinghuan clenched her lower lip tightly, and her bright red lip was blue and white.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were red.

The little face is pale and distressing.

Ji Yunan: "go and have a rest first. I'll ask someone to book you a ticket back to France tomorrow."