Mysterious president, get away from me!

As soon as the words came out, the smile on Pan Jinru's face disappeared, and he said solemnly, "ah Ling, what happened in the end, how can you move your fetal Qi?"

Mo Ling puckered her lips in embarrassment. Before she came up with a suitable reason, mu Chenhan, who was standing in front of her bed, suddenly said, "Mom, Mo Ling was hit by a passer-by on the street and almost fell down, which moved her breath."

When Mo Ling hears the speech, he looks up at him in disbelief. His face is expressionless, his eyes are focused on Pan Jinru, and his tone is serious. It's like seeing her hit by someone with his own eyes. He has a kind of unspeakable sweet feeling in his heart, sour and a bit astringent.

Pan Jinru stares at Mo Ling suspiciously, tone aggravates, "ah Ling, is that so?"

Mo Ling pressed down the strange feeling in his heart and nodded slightly, "well, I came out from the cinema with my friends. There were too many people when I crossed the road, and I was accidentally hit by someone."

Pan Jinru frowned, "you are more careful in the future. You are all pregnant. How can you be so careless?"

"I'll be careful later. I'm sorry to worry you."

Pan Jinru looked at her submissive appearance. She was not angry. After all, she didn't say anything. She cast her eyes on mu Chenhan, and her face was slightly heavy. "Chen Han, did you send ah Ling to the hospital? Shouldn't you be in the company at this time? "

Mu Chen cold light way, "in the afternoon to attend a business meeting, passing the intersection outside the cinema, happened to see Mo Ling was hit, on the way to bring her to the hospital."

There is no ups and downs of the tone, just like picking up a kitten and dog as prosaic, pan Jinru began some not sure his guess, perhaps, really just a coincidence, he did not pay too much attention to moling.

When Xie Junya saw that their mother and son were not in the right mood, she said with a smile, "ah Ling, today is your birthday. The old lady specially asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite food. She said that the whole family celebrated your birthday for you, but she didn't expect this kind of thing to happen... The second aunt can only wish you a happy birthday here. You see, she came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts, You don't mind... "

Mo Ling said with a smile, "thank you for coming to see me with your mother-in-law. I'm already very happy, and thank you for grandma's efforts..."

After chatting for a while, Mo Ling looked out of the window and urged them to go home early to have a rest. The two elders told the nurse to take good care of her and left together.

After the three of them left, the room was frighteningly quiet. The nurse called hot water to clean her hands and feet, tucked in the quilt corner for her, and then quietly walked out.

Recently, Maureen is used to going to bed early. Although it's just after nine o'clock, she still starts to feel sleepy. She closes her eyes and doesn't know how long she has been sleeping. She seems to hear her name whispered.

She opened her eyes in a daze. The room was dark. There was a black figure standing in front of the bed. She was startled. She thought that the midnight devil appeared again. Her voice trembled and said, "how did you come here?"

"Well?" With doubts, slightly pick up the tone.

Mo Ling suddenly surprised, listening to the voice, it seems not that person! She is testing to call, "Mu Chen is cold?"

The figure standing in front of the bed gave a faint "um".

"You, why are you back?"

"For your birthday." After a pause, he said, "get up and blow the candle."

Mo Ling found out that there was a cake on the coffee table on the other side of the sofa, on which two candles were lit. Maybe it was to set off the atmosphere, so he turned off the light, which made her think that the devil appeared again.

She sighed quietly, put on her shoes and got out of bed.

In the dark, he took her hand. "Be careful."

She earned it awkwardly. "I can see it clearly."

"It's too dark. Don't run into it." He flatly dismissed her appeal and held her hand firmly.

Perhaps, he really just cares about her like a relative, and has no other meaning. If she struggles again, she appears to be hypocritical. She purses her lips, and does not object any more. She lets him lead her to the tea table.

"Make a wish." Under the candlelight, his usual cool and handsome face was stained with orange warmth.

She put her hands together, closed her eyes, and silently made a wish in her heart. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, just like a butterfly staying in a flower branch, which inadvertently intruded into his sight.

His eyes sank and he said slowly, "what wish have you made?"

"It doesn't work to say it." She opened her eyes and blinked playfully.

I haven't seen her so fresh for a long time. The corner of his lips is hooked. The rising radian is very shallow, but it is fascinating and fatal. Just that smile fleeting, warm eyes suddenly become ice cold, light way, "you don't say I also know, you want to leave the Mu family as soon as possible."

In fact, her wish was that Lin Lanyao would come back as soon as possible. It doesn't work to say it, so she won't say it. Even if he tries her out, she won't say it.

After blowing out the candle, the room was dark. She got up to turn on the light. Unexpectedly, he also stood up. They were sitting face to face, and when they were walking out, they bumped into each other by coincidence. Unfortunately, her nose was very cocky, and it hit his hard chest.

She Yayo exclaimed. The strength of the collision made her stand unsteadily. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from her waist pulled her into her arms and held her tightly.

The moon crawled out of the clouds, and the light moonlight came through the cracks of the curtains.

Under the hazy moonlight, they kept ambiguous posture, motionless, Mo Ling brain blank for a moment, silly to lean on his arms, completely forget to push him away.

Two people so froze for a long time, Mu Chen Han suddenly pursed lips, put his right hand on her forehead, black eyes seriously looking at her forehead, once helped her rub up, action is very soft.

Mo Ling was staring at his charming curly eyelashes, looking down all the way to his high nose, and finally on his thin lips with perfect lip liner.

At this moment, he stopped, took back his right hand, and released his left hand around her waist. As if nothing had happened, he calmly walked to the door, leaving Maureen standing in a daze.

Patta, the light turned on, the soft light poured down, and Mo Ling recovered, awkwardly turned back to the tea table, pretending to smile briskly, "Wow, the cake is so beautiful, I can't bear to cut it."

"Then don't cut it. Keep it as a souvenir." Low magnetic voice, very serious suggestion.

Don't be embarrassed. She just said it casually and didn't know how to answer it.

"I'm kidding." As he spoke, he came up to her and handed her the plastic knife on the table. "Cut the cake."

The accident just happened made her heart still not return to normal. He was so close to her suddenly, and the faint smell of Cologne floated into her nose. She did not dare to look up at him, quickly took the plastic knife, and quietly moved a small step to the side.

This is a beautiful fruit cake, which is decorated with kiwi fruit, pineapple, strawberry and other fruits. Maureen knows that he likes to eat strawberry, so when he cuts the cake, he deliberately cuts the one with the most strawberries to him.

"Please use it." She held the cake in her hands and handed it to him, trying to raise a bright smile.

He glanced at the strawberries on the cake indifferently. The woman pulled all the strawberries onto his plate.

He took the cake and put a strawberry on her plate with a clean fork.

She glared, "eh? Don't you like strawberries? "

He forked a strawberry on her plate, lifted his eyelids, and said, "too much, sour teeth."

"..." if you can't finish eating, you'll have nothing left. What's the matter with you putting it on my plate?

He seems to guess the meaning behind her speechless expression, and fork a strawberry to her, light way, "waste food shame, you are responsible for eating up."

Mo Ling took a speechless look at the cake left on the table, and the extra 1234 strawberries on her plate. They were all about to roll out of the plate. OK, after eating, there was a ghost!

"What are you doing? Eat quickly."

She pouted, but still couldn't help but Tucao, "two young masters, you make complaints about it today!"

His good-looking eyes narrowed dangerously. She quickly shut up and took a fork to fork a strawberry, whining to her mouth.

They sat face to face, enjoying the cake in their hands, and no one said anything. Looking at the woman's face bulging and eating the cake carefully, mu Chenhan seemed to see a chubby little hamster holding the food with two furry little paws, crunching and biting. When he was happy, he would smash it and smash it.

Her porcelain white face with a satisfied expression, feel his line of sight, she raised her head with a smile, a pair of clear eyes in the soft light can be like a gem, his heart seems to have something out of the shell, want to explore, but elusive.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Is my face covered with cream?" She opened her eyes wide and wiped her face with one hand.

He looked at her clean face and said with a straight face, "a little bit to the left."

She cleverly "Oh", fingers really move to the left.

He added, "up a little."

Her fingers went up again.

"A little more to the right."

She continued to wipe, but nothing, she frowned, showing a suspicious expression, "you are not playing with me?"

"Of course not." His expression was as serious as a discussion of a major issue concerning the survival of mankind, and his tone was so honest that people suspected that he was inexcusable, "it's you who are too stupid to find the right place."

She broke down and muttered bitterly, "I don't have eyes on my hands. How can I see where the cream is? Forget it. Don't bother you, second young master. I'll look in the mirror and hum. "

"Wait a minute."

He stopped her, right index finger quietly across the cake on the plate, fingertips stained with a little cream, seriously said, "so what can I do for you, I help you wipe."

She quickly shook her head, "no trouble, no trouble, a few steps away."

After that, she got up and planned to go to the bathroom to look in the mirror. She might as well grab her wrist with one hand and order overbearing, "sit down."

"No!"

"Either sit down, or I'll tell you that you were almost bullied by hooligans." His tone was light.

She said angrily, "Hey, how can you be so shameless? You promised me to keep it a secret! "

"When did I promise?" he asked

She choked at his words and looked constipated. He didn't agree to it. She was not willing. She puffed her cheek and said, "you lied for me at that time. Didn't you agree to keep it secret for me in disguise? Mu Er Shao, you're a man. A man should keep his word. Do you know? "