Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Hearing the movement, the man on the hospital bed naturally looked up.

Probably he didn't expect that it would be Chi Huan who appeared, a little bit of surprise flitted across his black eyes, but it just passed by in a flash, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch, so he said in a low voice, "Huanhuan. "

Chi Huan was carrying a mint green handbag in his hand, and he didn't go in right away. He was still wearing boots, so he just stood at the door, looking at him quietly with black and white eyes.

Mo Shiqian looked at her with a little helplessness on his handsome face, "What are you doing standing at the door, come in."

She lifted her foot and walked in.

An Ke didn't go in with her, but quietly closed the door and waited outside the hospital bed.

Chi Huan walked to the hospital bed, put down the bag, and then sat down in the chair beside him.

She lowered her eyes, didn't look at him, let alone talk to him.

There was a brief silence in the ward.

The man stared at her for a while, before leaning over to her, "Huanhuan," his voice was as low as ever, "Are you angry with me?"

Chi Huan looked up at him, pulled his lips, "No."

She thought of Song Shu's helpless expression when she was talking to her, although she didn't know if it was true or false, or mixed with some truth and falsehood.

The helplessness he felt when he saw her just now.

She actually felt helpless too.

He reached out and stroked her face, "Who told you that?"

Chi Huan smiled lightly, "Oh, Miss Song told me."

Hearing what she said, Mo Shiqian showed a little smile instead, "When she told you, she should have asked you to promise her, don't tell me?"

Chi Huan casually understated, "Oh, she did, but I don't remember that I promised."

Looking at her attitude, Mo Shiqian frowned, "Huanhuan..."

Her black and white eyes looked closer to him, "Say."

"If you're upset, you can lose your temper, don't be, huh?"

Not to mention before Chi An fell off the horse, even during the time she was with him before, she also lost her temper and expressed it directly when she was unhappy.

He was used to Chi Huan like that, or in other words, that was the normal Chi Huan.

Chi Huan asked back, "Do you think I'm unhappy?"

"Huanhuan..."

"Why would I do this if I knew I would be upset from the start?"

They stared at each other and didn't speak for a while.

After a long time, Mo Shiqian explained in a low-key manner, "I can't get out of bed now. It doesn't make any difference whether I'm in a hospital or a prison. Instead of this, it's better to let you think that I've been in prison—I originally planned to wait until the wound healed." I'm going to find you."

"no difference?"

Chi Huan repeated the four words he said, with a smile on his delicate face, but tears seemed to glisten in his eyes, "For you, there is no difference?"

If she could see him every day, it wouldn't make a difference—

She can take care of him, isn't that a difference?

Or is there no difference between her care and Song Shu's care for him?

Mo Shiqian frowned even more, he stretched out his hand and pulled her from the chair to the bed, then leaned over and hugged her.

The man's chin was resting on her shoulder, and his nose and lips sprayed on her ears when he spoke, and his voice became lower and hoarse, "I don't want you to know this, Huanhuan, he spends so much money The cost and effort are just to stimulate you and put pressure on you... If I were to choose again, I still wouldn't tell you."

Chi Huan closed his eyes, speechless.

What can she say?

He was injured all because of her, and he chose to do this because he felt that she couldn't bear it——

Maybe she really couldn't bear it.

She didn't speak in his arms, and Mo Shiqian felt flustered for no reason, "Huanhuan, don't keep talking."

Chi Huan raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch. It was already past ten o'clock and almost eleven o'clock.

"What do you usually have for lunch? I'll get it for you."

"Just buy something nearby."

Chi Huan gently pushed his hand away, then stood up from the bed, and said flatly, "I don't think Miss Song will just buy it for you if you buy it nearby."

The man's brows were still furrowed, "She said she hired a special health chef to do it." After a moment's pause, he added, "It wasn't done by her, she doesn't know how to cook."

He didn't care about these at first, whether he bought it or made it by the chef or who made it, food was just food.

But she had a breakup because of Ji Yu's matter before, and he didn't forget about it. She didn't like him eating meals cooked by other women.

Chi Huan originally thought that what Song Shu did was what Song Shu did. Since he had the opportunity to "take care of", he naturally had to behave sincerely.

A woman like Song Shu would obviously not let go of such a good opportunity.

She tilted her head, with a half-smile, "It seems that you have gotten to know each other better these days, and you know whether she can cook."

Mo Shiqian frowned even more, but he still explained in a calm voice, "When she brought me food on the first day, I said that if she made it herself, I wouldn't eat it, and she said she wouldn't eat it." Knowing how to cook is specially hired to do it.”

Having said that, Chi Huan felt a little more at ease.

"Do you want to continue eating the chef that Miss Song invited, or something else?"

"Eating is the same, just don't get angry."

Chi Huan looked at him.

He also seemed to know that letting Song Shu take care of him made her very unhappy, so he has said several times today to tell her not to be angry.

She pursed her lips and asked, "How is your injury?"

He answered quickly, "Broken bone, rest and recuperate until the wound heals and you'll be fine."

This answer was almost verbatim as she had imagined.

Chi Huan closed his eyes, suppressed those complicated thoughts, and said softly, "You take a rest, I will go home with An Ke, buy some ingredients to nourish the body, let the chef at home prepare them, and then I will go home Bring it to you."

Mo Shiqian stared at her, "Don't bother, just take An Ke to a nearby hotel or restaurant to buy some."

"No trouble," she said lightly, "the doctors and nurses here think that Song Shu is your girlfriend, if even she will hire a special chef to supplement your nutrition, and I will just buy some casually nearby, then even I You have to feel that she might be more suitable to be your girlfriend."

"You tell An Ke to go back, you stay here with me."

"I'm not with you."

Chi Huan has picked up his bag again, "It's because of me that you were hurt, and it's because of me that you didn't tell, so I can't lose my temper with you, but I'm not happy if I'm not happy, and I don't want to talk to you now, not to mention these days, without me Aren't you used to it too?"

After that, she turned around and was about to walk out of the ward.