Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Yi Qiao out of the ward, into the side of the safety channel, just pick up the phone.

It's sister-in-law Wang's.

For fear that she has something urgent to look for, Yiqiao specially adjusted a different ring tone.

"Hello, Mrs. Wang."

"Miss Shen, this street is going to be demolished. The time has been set. Next month, look at Mr. Lu's things..."

To be demolished?

Yi Qiao in front of a flower, some trance God, that street said to tear down has said for more than a year, but has not moved, how suddenly settled.

The air in the cramped stairs is stuffy.

She felt that she was not breathing well. She raised her hand to unbutton and felt the touch of the yarn. Then she realized that she was not wearing a shirt today.

"Miss Shen, Miss Shen?"

Mrs. Wang didn't wait for an answer. She raised her voice and called twice.

Yi Qiao revived, raised his hand and rubbed his face. Fortunately, he didn't make up today, so he didn't have to worry about making up. "Oh, I know."

Hung up the phone, she stood in situ for a while, wait for face no longer so wooden, then turned back to the ward.

As a result, as soon as he got out of the stairs, he ran into Mo Beiting, who was smoking there.

He looked at her coldly.

The aura is compelling.

Yi Joe was not in the state, suddenly saw him, startled, "Why are you here?"

Mo Beiting stared at her silently for a long time. Yi Qiao, who looked straight at her, felt empty and stepped back.

His eyes were too cold, and his face was gloomy, which could be described as fierce.

Mo Beiting moves quickly. Before Yi Qiao reacts, he grabs her wrist, throws a cigarette and presses her against the wall.

In the corridor, people walk by from time to time.

This point is the best time for morning exercise and breakfast.

Mo Beiting leaned over and swept her tongue. Her mouth was full of his breath. She even tasted the sweet taste of white porridge in his mouth.

She was pushed against the wall by him and couldn't move

He can only kiss.

His deep breathing with his lips scattered to her earlobe, Yi Qiao just slightly frowned, pushed him, "third brother, this is to play chungong opera in the corridor? It's not cost-effective to confiscate the film payment. "

Mo Beiting was so angry that when she said it, she laughed.

He stood up and said, "huochungong? Can you do it? "

“……”

About, it can't be.

People around them looked at them from time to time. The look was very strange. Yi Qiao pushed him, "get out of the way. I have something to go out."

Mo Beiting was a little embarrassed and at a loss. With a gasping voice, she said, "I'm like this. How can you let me get out of the way?"

Yi Qiao

In the past two years, her mood has been very stable, and she has never been very happy or sad. Even when she was in the Royal No.1 private room, she took off her clothes in front of Mo Beiting and a group of bodyguards he brought with her, and her heart was very calm.

But now.

Mo Beiting was in the corridor of the hospital. She felt embarrassed.

There were two bright crimsons on his face.

Head down, "are you all right?"

……

A few minutes later, Mo Beiting released her and stood up straight.

Turn around to see the ward door, a face of banter Yan Jinzhi, see Mo Beiting look over, he stretched out his thumb, narrow way: "three elder brother brave."

"Go away."

In the ward, Chen Baimo has left.

The porridge she brought was not taken away, and it was thrown into the garbage can with the thermos.

"Yan Jinzhi has said, when can you leave the hospital?"

"Anytime."

"Any time?" Yan Jinzhi came in from the outside, followed by a group of doctors and nurses. He took the medical record hanging at the end of getting up, "you have a concussion now, and there are blood clots in your brain. You have to be hospitalized for observation. Do you think this is the team? If you are injured, wrap your clothes around you and continue to run. Don't treat your body like a body all day long. You are older than the third sister-in-law, and you are still tossing about, aren't you, third sister-in-law? "

He leads the topic to Yi Qiao and laughs like a spring breeze. He looks like "praise me quickly.".

Yiqiao nodded.

Mo Beiting looked at Yi Qiao's eyes and said, "third sister-in-law?"

Yi Qiao knew that he didn't want to admit their relationship to the outside world. She also felt that this kind of marriage, which was based on a certain purpose, was really not necessary to be open.

So she seriously added, "temporary."

Mo Beiting's lips suddenly sank. In fact, this was his idea.

But these words come out from Shen Yiqiao's mouth, he is inexplicably impatient in his heart, "Jin Zhi and I still have something to do, you go back first."

Yi Qiao left, Yan Jinzhi also let the nurse leave.

There were only two of them left in the ward.

Yan Jinzhi throws the medical record book and the stethoscope around her neck on the tea table and sits on the sofa casually. "You just let her go, aren't you afraid that she will go there to see things and think about people?"