When she was about to collapse in his arms due to difficulty breathing, Mo Shiqian finally let go of her, let go of her and withdrew from her lips and tongue. At that time, Chi Huan's pale face was already full of blush, and his mouth was full of The smell of men.
She didn't care about anything else, resting her left hand on the edge of the bed, lowering her head and panting.
Until the voice of a man above his head sounded sexy and husky, covered with a thin smile, "Does it taste good? Let's do the same thing, let's have porridge?" Chi Huan was very annoyed.
She couldn't even tell whether the anger was towards him or herself.
His fingers clenched the sheets tightly, then loosened them suddenly. Then he suddenly raised his head, raised his hand and slapped it away——
Before the slaps ended, the man's cold and soft voice sounded, "If you want me to sleep with you in the hospital, just do it -"
Chi Huan's hands were frozen in mid-air.
Looking at the handsome face so close in front of him, his breathing became more and more rapid and disordered.
Her face was red and her eyes were red.
Her swollen chest was rising and falling even more.
This look is quite sexy.
"Mo Shiqian, with your current status, are you not afraid of being laughed at when you bully a woman like this?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly and curled his lips. The arc was very shallow, but the meaning was particularly sexy and bad. "With my current status, I can't even bully a woman, so what's the point?"
"Bang" sound.
The thermos box placed by the bed contained several layers of different types of breakfast, all of which were swept to the floor by Chi Huan.
There was a clanging sound, and the floor was in a mess.
Mo Shiqian looked at her coldly.
In fact, that look can only be said to be calm, but behind the calmness is coolness.
And this bit of coolness is as thin as dense ice needles.
Especially after the "tenderness" just now.
When her rationality was shattered, the grievances that had been suppressed under the emotional abyss finally surged up uncontrollably, mixed with helpless anger, hovering in her heart, forming a helpless feeling. Describe the feeling.
Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman's fingers that were clutching the sheets with white joints. He stretched out his hand to touch her cheek again, and said with a faint smile, "Huanhuan, why are you acting like a child? You just get angry with me." If you are angry with me, why take it out on some dead things? Those are your breakfast. If you throw them, what will you eat?"
He moved his hand from her cheek to her forehead, "I can still lose my temper, and I see that the disease is mostly cured."
After saying that, he rang the bedside bell, and regardless of whether the nurse did this or not, he quietly ordered, "Clean up the floor and bring over some white porridge."
Her voice was weak and hoarse, "Mo Shiqian!"
The man was indifferent.
He stood up, walked around the mess, and walked to the window again, "Twenty minutes."
The nurse looked at his back, and then at the most popular new movie queen in recent times, the beautiful Chi Huan. Although she didn't know the specific identity of this man, she still didn't dare to say anything. She quickly went out and asked someone to come in to clean, and then looked for him again. A bowl of porridge comes back.
Chi Huan watched the young nurse come in with porridge, glanced at her naked body, and walked behind the man. Her thin voice was obviously gentler than usual, and there was something indescribable but obviously a little... The shy voice said, "Sir... the porridge you asked for... is not available in the hospital at this time, so I went outside to buy it, which delayed me a bit. I'm sorry."
The girl's pregnant look made Chi Huan's heart tremble.
In fact, she understood very well. Mo Shiqian was standing there. His height of 1.87 meters and his uniquely handsome appearance were enough to make the little girl who was inexperienced in the world make her heart beat faster.
Someone has long said that power is a woman's passion, and for the man in a high position in the last period, these two words have been clearly imprinted on his aura. Even if you don't know who he is, you can tell him at a glance. Not ordinary people.
But the more you understand, the more accurately you can capture this feeling.
It had nothing to do with her, but Chi Huan still turned his head to the side, not looking at them.
Mo Shiqian just turned around and saw her action.
He lowered his head and glanced at the shy smile on the young nurse's face looking at him. He stretched out his hand to take the porridge, "It's okay," the man raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, "Thank you."
"It's okay, it's okay... I'll go out first. If you need anything, sir, you can call me again."
"good."
The little nurse took two steps back, then turned around and walked out the door.
Chi Huan still accidentally saw the red ears.
Her breathing became even more irregular.
He is gentler than before, not towards her, but towards everyone.
Mo Shiqian walked back to the bed carrying the porridge.
Chi Huan had calmed down. She looked at him, glanced at the bowl in his hand, stretched out her hand, and said coldly, "I'll drink it myself."
Not just a bowl of porridge.
A bowl of porridge is nothing to fuss over.
The man looked at her "obedient" look and narrowed his eyes.
But instead of passing the bowl to her hand, he reached out and put it back on the bedside.
Chi Huan frowned, "What are you doing?"
He got up and walked to the sofa against the wall. On it were the suit and tie that he took off after entering the door. He bent down to pick up the tie and walked back.
Chi Huan didn't know what he wanted to do, but she still had a bad premonition that she couldn't help but want to step back as he approached step by step. However, there was still an injection needle stuck in her right hand. When she hesitated, she wanted to step back. Don't pull out the needle when the man has already returned.
"Mo Shiqian, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"
The man's long and well-jointed fingers skillfully tied her left hand to the head of the bed with a tie—
"If you want to pull out the needle, you'd better do it now, lest I have to tie it up again." He knelt on one knee beside her. The distance between the two of them was extremely close, so close that she could feel the pain on him. Temperature, you can smell the scent of his body more clearly, and chuckle quietly, "But, if you pull out the needle before this bottle of medicine is injected... don't blame me for bullying patients with fever."
Chi Huan understood what this bullying meant.
She almost raised her voice and asked in a high voice, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Chi Huan soon knew what he was going to do.
He wants to feed her porridge.
To be precise, he was either feeding her or deliberately disgusting her.
The originally tasteless white porridge was forcefully passed over by the man who pinched her chin.
Chi Huan was so angry that tears fell down.
Kissed again.
The man's thin lips touched her lips, his smile was gentle, and there was a deep evil and coldness in his whole body. "I asked you to throw my things," he bit her lips lightly, full of condescending mockery, "Look Let’s see what results you can get from me.”