When she slept in the middle of the night, Xie Zhiwu suddenly felt itchy all over.
I got out of bed and walked in front of the mirror to find out that my unlucky thing was just a few mouthfuls of the scent of cheese, and I was really allergic. She was embarrassed to disturb the newly married couple, Mo Jingshun and Xie Zhige, so they had to wrap their swollen pig-headed heads with a scarf, and quietly went out to the hospital.
The doctor on night shift was very knowledgeable and calmly looked at her pig's head. With a big stroke, the little nurse hung up the bottle.
Xie Zhiwu was drowsy, squinting her eyes to count the drips, and when her head was stumbling and about to lean on the back of the chair, the phone in her bag rang, and she took it out and took a look. It turned out to be Mo Jingyao.
When the original song was up at night, she found her room door was wide open and no one was seen, and no one answered the phone, so she had to find him altogether.
Mo Jingyao seemed to be called out of his sleep by Zhi Song, his voice was low and hoarse, sexy and fatal. Xie Zhiwu hesitated and didn't answer his question, just thinking about hung up the phone.
She didn't want him to see this pig head.
I don't know that Mo Jingyao is a very good person, and when she saw her under the covers, he became angry. Xie Zhiwu was frightened and had to honestly explain the cause and effect. After Mo Jingyao listened, he immediately hung up the phone.
Listening to the sound of the disconnection, Xie Zhiwu came back to his senses. Ah, Mo Jingyao, dare to bluff people, isn't this a pit mother
She flipped through the call records and found out that Song had made several calls before, and she probably didn't hear her while she was on the road. So she returned a message to Zhige, telling her not to worry.
Within ten minutes, Mo Jingyao hurried to the hospital like a gust of wind.
"So fast?" Xie Zhiwu looked at the shiny beads of sweat on his head, moved his body aside, and gave him a seat.
Mo Jingyao nodded and sat down. Seeing her always staring at her forehead, she raised her hand and wiped it embarrassingly, "I took a shower before coming."
Xie Zhiwu nodded with a smile.
"Why did you come alone?" Mo Jingyao habitually took out the cigarette case and was about to light it. Yu Guang saw the no-smoking sign on the wall and plugged it back in, "You are sorry to disturb Jingshun and the song. , You can call me."
Xie Zhiwu yawned and stretched, "You have to sleep too. There are so many things to do during the day, and it is rare to have a good rest. How can you get up until midnight?"
Mo Jingyao was taken aback and smiled, "Isn't this still the same."
"Of course it's different, and I didn't wake you up."
Xie Zhiwu flattened his mouth, and then thundered in his head, only then did he remember that he couldn't see people at all with his face right now. It's over. She has been staring at him for so long after he has been in the door!
Mo Jingyao spoke very well to Xie Zhiwu, only to hear her wailing, she pulled her coat and covered her face.
He laughed, "I just remembered to cover it now, isn't it a bit late?"
Xie Zhiwu's urn replied angrily, "Hate, how did you recognize me!"
Mo Jingyao originally wanted to say that you weren't the only pig head here, as if it was so tightly packed that people would not be able to recognize it. But he knew what she would growl into if he said this.
So he quietly covered the smile from the corner of his mouth, "There is no one else here, except for the doctors and nurses, it's you."
"Humph."
Xie Zhiwu grunted a few times with dissatisfaction, and then stretched out the hand that did not insert the needle and pushed Mo Jingyao violently, "You go quickly, let's go, I'm going to get this needle until morning, you still have to do something, you have to go back. Let’s make up for your sleep!"
Mo Jingyao restrained her restless little hands and pulled down the coat covering her head. "Anyway, it's all here. Let's finish the fight with you."
"Don't don't." Xie Zhiwu couldn't grab the coat, so she turned her face away from Mo Jingyao, and couldn't help but yawned at the other side.
"Sleepy?" When Mo Jingyao saw it, he pressed her head on her shoulders and put her coat on her body, "Go to sleep, the injection will be finished when you wake up, and I will take you home."
Xie Zhiwu stiffened slightly, then lowered his head, trying not to let Mo Jingyao see his face. Then he squinted his eyes and leaned comfortably on his broad and thick shoulders.
"Mo Jingyao, why are you so good to me all of a sudden?"
Her voice was soft and faint, but it seemed to contain endless grievances. When Mo Jingyao heard it at first, an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart.
"Good for you, isn't it?"
Xie Zhiwu arched his head slightly on his shoulders, "Okay. But I'm always afraid that this is not true."
Mo Jingyao heard the words and gradually tightened his arms around her, "How could it not be true. I am kind to you because you are better to me than I am to you."
"Just because I treat you well?"
"... Not all." Mo Jingyao coughed calmly.
Xie Zhiwu smiled instead.
"Don't compare with me, I have a purpose." She closed her eyes, her voice was like a breeze blowing through clouds, "I treat you well because I want you to remember me. If people in the world , Only I treat you best, then one day when you lose me, you will cry and regret beyond your reach."
"I just want to be nice to you, even if you don't love me, I want you to forget me forever."
By the time Xie Zhiwu's pig's head was completely swollen, it was already three days later.
In the past three days, Mo Jingshun, an unscrupulous scumbag, has always ridiculed her, and even tried to secretly take pictures of her and post it on the Internet, so that the men who worshipped her pomegranate skirt can quickly dispel their thoughts.
"Mo Jingshun, you wicked ghost without the love of your compatriots!" Xie Zhiwu's teeth tickled bitterly, "If you dare to take pictures of me again, I will smash the camera that Zhige gave you!"
Mo Jingshun wagged his tail and smiled triumphantly, "Ghosts and your compatriots, I am clearing obstacles for my elder brother, you know what a fart!"
When Xie Zhiwu heard this, he smiled more treacherously than him, and shouted, "Zhi Song, brother-in-law called you a ghost—"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Jingshun covered his mouth by stepping across the sofa.
"A French meal!"
Xie Zhige heard the movement, and stepped on slippers from the upstairs and ran downstairs, "Jingshun, A Wu, what are you doing?"
Xie Zhiwu hummed at her sister in tears, and Mo Jingyao looked at her daughter-in-law with a smile, "It's okay, I'm administering medicine for her!"
Turning his head and staring at Xie Zhiwu, "Three meals!"
Xie Zhiwu's tearful eyes instantly curled up his eyebrows.
On the second day of resting at home, Mo Yu happened to come back from abroad and brought her a suitcase of chocolates. Mo Jingyao was there at the time, and after a few words with Mo Yu, he was taken into the house.
Xie Zhiwu wanted to bathe Cookie, but didn't follow in. When Mo Jingyao sent Mo Yu back and came back to bathe cookies with her, she found that the corners of his mouth and face were bruised by several dollars.
"Second Uncle beat you?" She sadly pulled him to the room and gave him medicine.
Mo Jingyao silently let her press on her face, but she didn't say anything, until Xie Zhiwu pressed and pressed hard against the bruised place in a desperate way, and finally couldn't help but "hiss-".
"Yeah." He replied dullly, "Don't worry, it's just IRIS."
"Then you can't hit people either, Uncle Mo has never hit you!"
Xie Zhiwu mumbled dissatisfiedly, but did not notice that Mo Jingyao's eyes dimmed in an instant.
The next day Xie Zhiwu invited him to a French meal in order to comfort Mo Jingyao who had been shaved.
Mo Jingyao made an appointment with her on the phone and hung up. Xie Zhiwu hummed a small song contentedly, ignoring Mo Jingshun who was blowing his beard and staring at her, twisting his waist and going upstairs to change clothes.
"My wife, your sister, you are very treacherous!" Mo Jingshun grunted angrily.
To actually use the French meal he promised her to serve as a host, is really treacherous!
Xie Zhige inserted the cantaloupe with a toothpick and fed it to his mouth, "You promised her yourself, what can be done."
"I only promised to buy her a French meal, I didn't promise to buy my brother!"
Moreover, his plan was originally intended to be romantic with the song. In his plan, if Xie Zhiwu, the two-kilowatt light bulb, was conscious, he would take the initiative to shine.
But now? Not only does he have no romance and no food, but he also pays for others!
"Okay, okay." The song coaxed the second youngest of the Mo family in a soft voice, "If you like, we won't cook at night, and we will find a family."
Thinking of the song, Mo Jingshun obviously inherited the dark cuisine of his mother-in-law, nodded repeatedly, but said in a low voice angrily, "Huh, profiteer, she and my brother are a pair of profiteers!"
Xie Zhiwu happened to go downstairs, and when he heard the words, he stretched out his index finger and shook it, giving him a bright smile.
"Wrong. Let me tell you. This is called Lending Flowers and Offering Buddha."
Xie Zhiwu arrived at the restaurant half an hour earlier. Seeing that it was still early, he went to the shopping mall above the restaurant to hang out alone.
When passing by the stairwell, I glanced casually and found that two people were biting their ears secretly and righteously. But for a moment of effort, she didn't think about it, it's just that the two of them seemed to be familiar with each other.
When Mo Jingyao found her, she was standing in front of the jewelry counter, looking seriously.
He stepped forward to embrace her and asked, "Like it?"
Xie Zhiwu nodded seriously, then smiled somewhat teasingly, pointing to a ring and replied, "Well, I like this."
Mo Jingyao had a meal, "That..."
Then buy, such a simple sentence, but he has no way to say it.
Everyone knows that a ring can promise a lifetime.
"I was joking with you." Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Xie Zhiwu was not uncomfortable, but still smiled with a spring breeze, "Actually, I still prefer that bracelet."
Mo Jingyao gave her a few deep glances, his mouth moved, but he only asked the shopping guide lady to wrap the bracelet.
The two took the bags with bracelets, and were about to turn around to go to the restaurant downstairs, but Xie Zhiwu didn't want to hear a voice.
"Young Master Mo, Miss Xie, don't come here unharmed."
Mo Jingyao and Xie Zhiwu looked at each other, quietly squeezed her little hand, and turned around to be polite to Wang Wu, "Fifth Lord."
Xie Zhiwu raised her eyelids reluctantly, but when she saw the beautiful woman holding Wang Wu next to her, she instantly regained her energy. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)