There was a touch of gloom on Mo Shiqian's handsome face, and his eyes were slightly lowered, "I'll call you again if I need anything, Doctor Fang, I'm sorry to trouble you today."
"Okay, Miss Chi's body will be fine after two days of rest. Don't worry too much."
After that, he stood up and left.
The huge apartment was so clean that it seemed uninhabitable.
Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and glanced at the man who was puffing away the clouds, and said calmly, "You can leave too."
Feng Xing held the burning cigarette between his long fingers, "If I remember correctly, according to the original schedule, you will discuss cooperation with the boss named Cui at noon today."
"You are not idle, you go."
Feng Xing narrowed his peach blossom eyes and sneered coldly, "Do you think I'm working for you?"
"Then push it, I'm not free."
The cigarette butt pointed at the bedroom door, "Don't tell me just to take care of the woman inside."
Mo Shiqian looked at him calmly, "I haven't asked you about the messy medicine you bought."
Fengxing, "..."
He flicked the cigarette ashes with one hand and pinched his brows with the other, "Just ask a servant to come over. Do you have to watch it in person? Isn't it just a matter of sleeping with her? I don't really like her that much. Is she such a treasure?"
Mo Shiqian was different from Feng Xing. He rarely smoked, but at the moment he was a little distracted. He took a cigarette out of the cigarette case placed on the coffee table, and then took the lighter handed to him from the other side. He skillfully ignite.
He took a sip before speaking, and said in a very calm tone, "I raped her last night, and she didn't know how wronged she felt. After taking medicine, she suffered such a crime. Now she hates and resents me."
Feng Xing cursed softly.
After finally waiting for Chi Huan to get married, he no longer had to be a bullshit bodyguard and regained his freedom. As a result, he was upgraded from her bodyguard to her man in seconds.
Men should be men, he had disliked Liang Manyue for a long time anyway.
but…
He narrowed his eyes, "I told you, are you treated a little differently?"
Mo Shiqian raised his eyelids. The blurred smoke made his eyebrows look less clear than usual, but instead looked a little deeper and sexy, "What's the difference?"
Feng Xing chuckled silently, "Chi Huan and Liang Manyue, you used to ignore Liang Manyue because of that shabby bodyguard job. You love working, but now you put aside a good deal for Chi Huan. Isn't this different treatment?"
Mo Shiqian's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly, "Because if I don't look at Chi Huan for a day, something will happen to her at any time. Whether we talk about this deal or not, I won't be short of this little money."
Fengxing, "..."
Mo Shiqian glanced at his gloomy look and said meaninglessly, "If you want to make money, just go ahead and negotiate. Anyway, you have nothing to do all day long."
"Is it great that you have provided for a woman now?"
"You can also donate one, can you?"
Feng Xing kicked him angrily and left.
… …
Chi Huan is sick.
She had been soaked in the rain for almost an hour last night in front of the villa. Although she came back to take a shower, wash her hair and change clothes, she was already cold, and she was tortured like a beast by Mo Shiqian for most of the night. In the morning, my drug allergy was even worse.
The disease was so bad that he couldn't even get up from his bed, and his whole body was in chaos.
She had no appetite to eat and didn't want to move, so the man forced her to dig it up.
Chi Huan was angry and aggrieved, and yelled at the man, "I told you I have no appetite, I don't want to eat, don't eat."
Before Mo Shiqian could speak, her own tears fell first.
He said in a low voice, "The doctor said you are weak and must supplement your nutrition." "You can't eat."
"I made porridge, just for appetizers. I drank a small bowl."
"I don't like porridge."
"Then what do you want to eat?"
"I don't want to eat anything."
The man scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it to her mouth. His voice was very low, as if he was very gentle, but it was inexplicably strong and unbearable, and he said, "Open your mouth."
"I don't drink."
She let out a sigh of relief in her chest. She didn't know whether it was because of Mo Xi, the man in front of her, herself, or those people she didn't want to see, which made her depressed, especially because she was still feeling unwell.
Mo Shiqian held the spoon in his hand and was in a stalemate with her for a while. After a minute, he calmly said, "If you don't want to drink it, I have to choose to force you to drink it, or feed it myself... Which one do you prefer?"
The physical torture broke down Chi Huan's last inner defense when facing Mo Xigu. She was very fragile and wanted the comfort of gentle words.
But this man has a tough attitude even if he drinks porridge.
She said with a sob in her voice, "I really can't drink it."
He stared at her tearful, angry and aggrieved expression, and said calmly, "I'll drink it even if I can't."
Chi Huan was about to lie back down, but the man grabbed his waist.
The next second, thin lips touched her.
Her eyes suddenly widened, and she tried to push him but was weak, and she almost fell into his arms.
Then she was kissed firmly.
He kissed her until she was almost fainting from deoxygenation, and then the man left her lips.
Chi Huan's cheeks were flushed and he was so angry that he almost slapped him in the face again, but he just didn't have the strength to raise his hand.
She began to feel that this man was not who she expected.
She never thought that this man would listen to her more. Of course, if he was a man who really obeyed and listened to women, she would look down on him, but that didn't mean that she allowed him to do whatever he wanted to her.
Chi Huan's chest heaved, and his heart ached with anger. He wanted to scold but felt that he might not blink even if he scolded her. In the end, he could only wipe his mouth childishly to show her weak protest.
Mo Shiqian pinched her chin, raised it slightly, breathed out, and sighed lowly as if helpless. His thin lips fell under her eyes, brushing away her tears like feathers.
I don’t know if it’s because the jujube given after the slap is particularly sweet, so the gentleness that was overbearing became even more gentle.
Chi Huan was dizzy and heard his subtle sigh in her ears, and her heart suddenly softened, causing palpitations for several seconds.
but…
After Mo Shiqian kissed her tears away, he put his thin lips against her ears and said in a low voice, "Chi Huan,"
He called her name. She was no longer the eldest lady, she was quiet and sexy, "Don't say it was your half-eaten poached egg. I can eat it. Even if you ask me to feed you mouth-to-mouth porridge, I can do it. Last night you I haven't eaten anything, let alone just feeding porridge, what do you think?"
He didn't actually say any explicit words, but that understatement... I didn't eat anything from you last night.
Men are all obscene, there is only a difference between being sexy and being sultry.
Chi Huan watched him take another mouthful of porridge, his dark eyes staring at her with obvious meaning.
She reluctantly opened her mouth and chewed symbolically silently.