Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Feng Xing smiled gently and slowly, and said playfully, "You really never thought about... snatching him back from Xia Tangtang?"

"No."

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Anyway, Fengxing brought a doctor to the door anyway.

For his unauthorized appearance, Mo Shiqian frowned to express his displeasure, "What are you doing here?"

Feng Xing glanced at him, took the tea that Chi Huan handed over, "Your woman begged me," he raised his chin and pointed at him, and while blowing the hot steam from the cup, he squinted at him and said, "Show him his waist, don't let women move if you can't move in the future."

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't speak, just stood there expressionless.

The doctor is an elderly man, in his fifties by visual inspection, and he is about to walk towards Mo Shiqian as he puts the medicine box on the coffee table.

He was fixed in place by the man's condensed eyes and did not dare to move.

He didn't speak, he didn't even frown, his handsome face was not warm, and his expression looked very calm, but his silent eyes were full of warnings that strangers should not enter.

The doctor stood, looked at Chi Huan, then at Fengxing, but didn't dare to go up.

Feng Xing just pressed the lighter, lit the cigarette and held it between his thin lips, raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Shiqian, and kicked his long legs towards his waist, "Do you fucking want to be beaten by me too?" ?”

He actually didn't know which side Mo Shiqian was injured on, he only kicked the side he could reach.

Seeing this scene, Chi Huan subconsciously took two steps forward, "What are you doing?"

Both men looked at her.

One raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were deep and dark.

A handsome face was hidden under the curling smoke, with a smile that was not a smile.

Chi Huan was immediately uncomfortable seeing these eyes, and said to Mo Shiqian coldly with a sullen face, "Let the doctor show you, if you make trouble again, you must get out, or I will let you live in this apartment, and I will go out by myself." .”

Mo Shiqian didn't speak.

Feng Xing laughed, smoked his cigarette, and didn't speak.

The doctor coughed twice and walked over cautiously.

Fengxing was looking for a well-known old Chinese doctor.

She didn't quite understand exactly what happened, but what he meant was that it was indeed very serious, more serious than she imagined, and it could be cured with treatment, but if it didn't recuperate well or worsened, the root cause of the disease might fall.

Chi Huan ignored him all morning and didn't show him a good face.

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After the doctor left, the two men chatted in the living room.

Feng Xing stared at Mo Shiqian with half-closed eyes and leaned on the teddy bear whose aura was very contrary to him, chuckled twice, and scoffed, "The more you live, the more promising you will be."

The latter didn't even lift his eyelids, and said flatly, "I haven't been so idle in a few years, I want to be idle longer."

Ever since he entered the Lawrence family and took over Clod-Summer, he hadn't been free for more than half a day. In fact, the situation has improved a lot in the past two years, and he can spare time if he really wants to.

But workaholics are a kind of inertia, which can be psychologically addictive.

Feng Xing smiled noncommittally, too lazy to expose him.

Chi Huan was preparing lunch in the kitchen, and the aroma filled the living room.

"Are you reconciled?"

Mo Shiqian reached out his hand and asked him for a cigarette, and then lit it with a fire. After taking a long puff, he exhaled blue and white smoke rings, and never answered the question.

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After lunch, Fengxing drove away.

Chi Huan drove Mo Shiqian back to the bed, applied the new medicine prescribed by the old Chinese doctor for him, and massaged him for fifteen minutes according to the method he said, before getting up to leave.

As soon as I got out of bed, the man grabbed my wrist, "Where are you going?"

"Go and wash the clothes you changed last night, and then go to the study to read a book, or go shopping with You Ran. It's rare for me to be on vacation."

The man raised his eyebrows uncontrollably, "You... want to wash my clothes?"

Laundry... The Chi Huan in his memory, even his own clothes were washed by housekeepers or servants, let alone men's clothes.

He took Chi Huan's hand and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

Fair and slender, still as beautiful as a sliced ​​onion.

Pampered fingers are completely different from hard-working fingers.

"I will just throw it into the washing machine, and send it to the laundry if it can't be machine washed. Do you think I can wash clothes and wash my fingers out of calluses?"

Mo Shiqian smiled faintly, "Then you can take it to the laundromat. It is troublesome to iron the dishes."

She does ironing too.

But Chi Huan didn't say these words, just nodded and said, "You didn't sleep well last night, so you should catch up on sleep this afternoon."

The man stared at her for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go out?"

She pursed her lips and replied, "Maybe I stayed in the study all the time to see if Youran has time, but even if I go out, I will come back before dinner. You should have a good sleep in the afternoon."

He frowned slightly, and hummed, "Don't run around, the phone needs to be connected, huh?"

Looking at his handsome face, Chi Huan pulled out an indescribable arc of crimson lips, and said softly, "Then I'll send your clothes to a nearby laundry and come back and read."

Mo Shiqian looked at her well-behaved face, his eyes darkened, and his eyes became deeper, and finally he uttered a hoarse syllable, "Okay."

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Around four o'clock in the afternoon, at this time in early autumn, the sun is no longer strong, a little light, and cool and warm.

The blackout curtains were drawn in the bedroom, so it was so dark that there was no light, but the outline of the room could still be seen clearly.

Mo Shiqian's newly bought mobile phone was placed by the bedside.

Chi Huan stepped on the floor with bare feet and looked down at the man on the bed. The light was too dark to see his facial features, but he could tell from his even breathing that he should be sleeping deeply at this time.

She pressed the home button with her finger.

Need to unlock.

She had seen Mo Shiqian unlock the phone screen, it was the thumbprint of his right hand.

She stood still for a while, then bent down, and approached his hand by the dim light of the screen.

When she took his hand, Mo Shiqian woke up.

He opened his eyes, but quickly closed them again.

Chi Huan quickly found Xia Tangtang's phone number in his phone's address book.

He originally planned to copy the past, but...

Suddenly changed my mind.

She stood holding the phone for a while, until the light on the screen dimmed, then she lifted her foot and walked out holding the phone.

The man on the bed opened his eyes again after the sound of her footsteps disappeared.

Standing in front of the study window, Chi Huan had already dialed Xia Tangtang's number.

The beeping was repeated in the ear, waiting for the other party to pick up the sound.

She closed her eyes until the phone was connected, and a gentle female voice rang.

"Simon?"

Chi Huan opened his mouth and was about to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her voice was about to burst through her throat, but the phone was snatched away by a hand that fell from the sky.