President's Single-minded Love

"How can he come at this time in such a heavy storm?" Yan xiaonuo heard immediately to go out.

The maid was scared and quickly pulled Yan xiaonuo. "Miss Yan, it's cold outside. You can't get wet."

Yan xiaonuo just wanted to say something, only heard the familiar footsteps outside the door.

Mo xijue walked in from the door, tall Yuli figure, with a precious cold air, a pair of black eyes flashing deep light at Yan xiaonuo, did not speak.

Around the maid see this, fish line to retreat.

Yan xiaonuo looked at Moxi Jue. Before, she felt that there were many things to say to him, but after meeting him, those words seemed to be stuck in the throat, and I didn't know where to start.

He wanted to hold her, but he was afraid of the cold on her. He said faintly, "come and serve me in the bath."

Yan xiaonuo's eyes widened, "bubble, bath?"

"Well." Mo Xi Jue's voice was deep. She took a look at her suddenly red face, and her joking smile was unconsciously floating on her lips. "Don't think much, I just want to drive away the cold."

It seems that they are cooperating with mexichi Jue, and there is a sound of wind and thunder outside the window.

Yan xiaonuo was startled, nodded and said softly, "wait a minute, I'll give you bath water."

"No need, I'll do it myself," she said

Is he afraid of slipping after putting water in the bathroom? In fact, there was a non slip carpet in the bathroom. He was worried about it.

Although it can't compare with the facilities of the castle, it's also luxurious enough. The warm water is put into the bathtub, which brings the breath of steam.

Mo xijue's hand is inconvenient, Yan xiaonuo skillfully helps him to take off his clothes and helps him sit in the bathtub.

Yan xiaonuo can see that although his arm does not need to be wrapped with thick gauze, but after all, it is such a serious injury, or can not force.

A sour heart, she said softly: "wait a good bath, I'll call the doctor to show you the arm."

Moxie Jue leaned on the edge of the bathtub, and her tone was lazy, "how? Do you think I'm a cripple

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan xiaonuo raised his head with anger in his voice.

His black eyes with a clear smile, "don't worry, I'm just teasing you."

Yan xiaonuo knew that he had been cheated. He was busy lowering his eyes and embarrassed to cover up his caring eyes.

But also can not escape the eye of Mo Xi Jue, he put up the lazy tone, asked: "not angry?"

"Angry." Yan xiaonuo walked to his back and motioned him to raise his head and start to wash his hair.

Mo Xi Jue's face is sharper and her voice is quiet: "Why are you still angry?"

Yan xiaonuo gently massaged his scalp, peach blossom eyes with grievance: "what you have to carry, even to me are not willing to say, let me worry in vain, how can I not be angry?"

Mo Xi Jue was silent for a moment, then said: "Yan xiaonuo, I don't mean to hide from you."

"I've been hiding everything. There's something else that I didn't mean to do." Yan xiaonuo murmured discontentedly.

Mo xijue sighed: "if this thing can't be done in the end? You should know something about Wei Wei Er's meticulous mind? "

Not only the mind is delicate, but also quite decisive, although Yan xiaonuo and Wei Wei Er get along very short time, but for this matter feel the same.

Yan xiaonuo is speechless. If she fails, she is afraid that the world has been turned upside down at the moment. She is even more shameless to face her.

Seeing that she did not speak, she already knew that she had understood herself, but understanding was not understanding.

He sighed softly and closed his eyes.

Looking at the gesture in his heart, he began to feel more and more gently.

All along, he is using his own way to protect himself. Although he will be willful without knowing it, she always understands his heart to himself.

said little Nuo picked up the flower spray and flashed the foam on his head. Her thin fingertips stroked his hairline, and the deep chestnut hair was very slippery, which made his face more delicate.

Resolute sword eyebrow, straight nose, delicate jade face, Yan xiaonuo suddenly lowered his head and gently kissed him on his forehead.

With this kiss, Mo xijue's closed eyes immediately opened. Her gentle breath was so close that he could see clearly the tenderness in her eyes at the moment.

Yan xiaonuo only hands on the edge of the bathtub, with her hair gently scattered down.

"I'm still a disabled person. I'm not allowed to insult me," said Mo Xi Jue

Yan xiaonuo laughed, with a playful smile in peach blossom eyes, small hand stroked his chin and said, "why can't I insult you?"

Mo Xi Jue's black eyes went deep and deliberately stiffened his face, "the courage has become bigger."

Yan xiaonuo glanced at his changed body and didn't dare to say anything more. She didn't want to aggrieve Moxi Jue.Get up to get a bath towel, let Moxi Jue get up, and help him change clothes.

Outside the window is still rain Xiaoxiao, but in this ward is spring hazy, Mo xijue holding Yan xiaonuo half lying on the bed, looking at the rain outside.

"When the weather is fine, go back to the castle." Mo xijue kisses her delicate hair, and her voice is soft, "you are allowed to stay in Nanshan for a day, and you must return at night."

Yan xiaonuo low smile, with his overbearing character, this has been a great concession?

She raised her head and kissed him on the chin.

But he took the opportunity to kiss her, with a strong feeling, so that she could not escape.

I haven't tasted her fragrance for several days. Today is a rare opportunity Mo Xi Jue's actions become more and more capricious.

Yan xiaonuo red face, holding her neck, beautiful eyes slightly closed to allow him to take whatever he wanted.

Mo xijue's robe lapel is wide open, showing a large area of strong skin, Yan xiaonuo only looked at it, then blushed.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that both of them will lose their armor

Yan xiaonuo whispered, "Mo Xi Jue I... "

How could he not hear the impatience in her voice? Mo xijue hugged her tightly in her arms and did not move much.

Yan xiaonuo encircles his waist, but feels dizzy in the head, she wants to sleep.

Mo xijue stroked her hair and looked down at her sleeping. Her small face was still delicate and white, like a new lotus, pure and charming.

This is the only woman he wants to take good care of and cherish.

Although he would be quick and angry when she was angry with him, sometimes he wanted to open her heart to see if there was really him there.

But at this moment, looking at her peaceful sleeping face lying in his arms, looking at her small hands around his waist, he felt that all the hard work was worth it, and he was willing to pay everything for her safety at the moment.

"Promise." He spoke softly, afraid of disturbing her sleep. He only stayed on the tip of his tongue, savoring the sweetness and beauty that only he could feel.

When she woke up, she was sitting at the table with her back to her, as if she was doing something.

Yan xiaonuo curiously looked at the past and found that he was actually making paper roses!

One of his hands can't be lifted, the other can only be put down. From Yan xiaonuo's point of view, we can see clearly.

If at ordinary times, she may laugh at him, a big man is actually doing handwork, but now, she only feel the nose is sour.

What a fool!

Mo xijue was engrossed in folding the paper roses. He did not notice the movement behind him. He put the folded roses in the glass bottle on the table.

Transparent glass bottle with fiery red roses, immediately added a touch of bright color.

Turn around but see to sit on the bed of speech small Nuo, he Leng for a while.

Her eyes were red, "you Why do you do this? " She pointed to the lilies on the head of the bed

Mo xijue's voice is full of magnetism: "it is said that a good mood of pregnant women is conducive to the recovery of the body." After a pause, he said, "you like roses, but you think I'll give it up. Am I smart?"

"What's smart? You're a fool." Yan xiaonuo bit his lips, and his tone was full of heartache, "your hand is not good yet..."

"I'm very good at folding now." Mo Xi Jue said with a smile, "what Xiaoxuan taught me is the simplest method."

Did Madame Xuanji teach him? I'm afraid we'll make fun of him first because of his character?

Very skillful in folding

Yan xiaonuo asked, "well, you won't fold all the roses you proposed that day?"

Mo Xi Jue slant head, don't open her eyes, said: "just no, I don't have so much leisure."

He did not dare to look into her eyes when he was insincere. How could Yan xiaonuo not find out?

Yan xiaonuo stretched out his hand, took his injured hand and whispered, "I like roses very much. It's true, but if you want to do this, I'd rather not." Her voice became more and more solemn, "Mo Xi Jue, I hope you are OK, really."

Mo xijue gazed into her serious eyes. Her heart was sweet and warm. He said with a smile, "of course I'll be fine all the time. OK, I promise you, I'll wait until I get better."

Yan xiaonuo just laughed.

"Well, it's good to make up." Academician Fu's voice came from outside the door.

Yan xiaonuo called out with a smile: "grandfather, such a heavy rain, how did you rush over again?"

Academician Fu put his lunch box on the table and said with a smile, "silly boy, what's the rain like? Besides, grandfather came by car." He opened the lunch box and said, "after all, the food in the hospital is not as good as that made at home. You and ah Jue eat quickly. After a few days of tossing, people are all thin."

Everything in San Landy sanatorium is very considerate, but academician Fu's rice is also very delicious. She likes the feeling of home.Where can Yan xiaonuo share alone? She said, "my grandfather will eat with me."

Mo Xi Jue also nodded.

"I did." Academician Fu said with a smile, "you eat, eat quickly."