Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Who knows what will happen next? And he seems to be looking forward to a future?

"Oh." Xiao Yichu listened. She seemed to understand, but also seemed to not understand and came towards him. Mo Shuainan held his breath and looked at her approaching face.

That fair and beautiful face was so smooth and almost flawless.

"Don't you have ulterior motives for me?" Xiao Yichu said.

The closer she got to him, the more Mo Shuainan's Adam's apple moved.

Looking at her innocent smile, the feeling of being stared at by her is very strange and a little strange. It seems that my heart is beating, but it doesn't seem to be the case.

The pink little mouth moved slightly when speaking, making him nervous unconsciously.

"Why are you nervous?" Xiao Yichu said, suddenly smiling wildly.

She stood up and opened the car door with her backhand, and got out of the car with her long and beautiful legs. When Mo Shuainan breathed a sigh of relief, he saw her suddenly turning around and coming back.

"..." Mo Shuainan was surprised.

His handsome face was suddenly brought back by her, and her small mouth almost touched his thin lips. He blushed, but saw her picking up the dropped bag and striding away gracefully.

"Bye." She waved without looking back.

Mo Leng was still squatting on the ground, touching his face and feeling inexplicably surprised.

"You just left like this? Is it the first time for the young marshal to ejaculate prematurely?" Mo Leng could no longer accept this fact. Considering his body and physical strength, Mo Shuainan wouldn't be so bad, right?

He was counting the time on his mobile phone just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was only one minute.

Looking at Xiao Yichu's quickly leaving figure, how does it look like he has been tortured? He ran so fast that he disappeared from his sight in a blink of an eye, as if he was a master of Qinggong.

Thinking of this, Mo Leng turned and looked inside the car.

It always felt like Mo Shuainan had been ravaged. His clothes were a little disheveled and his face was not very good. When Mo Leng saw this, he felt a little aggrieved and stood up from the ground.

"Young Marshal." Mo Leng approached the car door.

Mo Shuainan leaned in the car and closed his eyes tightly. After sorting out his emotions, he opened his deep black eyes and said, "Go back."

"Go back? Aren't you going to the hospital?" Mo Leng asked.

His eyes fell on Mo Shuainan, and he vaguely glanced at his crotch, not daring to stay too long.

If he questioned Mo Shuainan, he would probably be killed and silenced.

"No need, I'm fine." Mo Shuainan said in a deep voice.

He didn't take this injury lightly. Besides, the infection and inflammation of the wound were originally part of his plan. After all, the last time he took the initiative to look at the bleeding wound was to attract her attention.

He didn't expect that he would be able to use the bitter meat trick.

"Okay." Mo Leng listened, thinking that Mo Shuainan had inferiority complex.

Fortunately, he had just canceled all the entertainment, otherwise Mo Shuainan's current state would not be suitable for him to continue going out to socialize.

He sat back in the driver's seat and heard Mo Shuainan say, "I hired her as my personal physician assistant."

"What?" Mo Leng listened and just started the car, then turned off the engine in excitement.

Mo Leng turned to look at Mo Shuainan and found that he looked seriously, not like he was joking.

What the Mo family lacks most is money, power, soldiers, and doctors. They all use military doctors! Why do we need to hire a woman from outside to be a doctor?

"Young Marshal, are you kidding me? What if she treats you badly, or is sent by someone else to get close to you? Don't forget that she is being targeted by a sniper, and her background cannot be traced at all," Mo Leng said warily. .

When facing danger from Mo Shuainan, he was the most calm and rational.

"She's not." Mo Shuainan said. He believed in her. This was an unprecedented sense of trust.