Fang Jiamei suddenly became nervous. She felt as if she had spied on the other party''s privacy. Would she be killed?


    Mo Yiheng comes to her and stares at her twinkling and nervous eyes. He slightly tilts his head and rubs her cheek. He reaches for the medicine bottle hidden behind her. Then he puts it in the cupboard and closes the cupboard door.


    He turned to the bottom of the tea table in the living room, took out the medicine box, found out a box of Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets and handed it to her, "don''t eat so much next time, I won''t even ask you to eat that little money."


    Fang Jiamei reaches out her hand and silently takes it. She is so embarrassed that she has nothing to say.


    Every time Mo Yiheng takes her to the restaurant, it is very expensive. She feels heartache to death after eating one bite, so she will finish it all every time, and can''t waste it.


    So it''s not comfortable.


    But what are those drugs for?


    Lying on the bed, Fang Jiamei couldn''t sleep for a moment. She listened to the sound of even and steady breathing beside her, and slowly turned to him, looking at his handsome and calm face.


    He was lying flat with one hand behind his head. He didn''t know whether he was asleep or not.


    "Mr. Mo, you Isn''t sleep good? " Fang Jiamei thought about it and asked softly.


    Are those psychoactive drugs sleeping pills?


    But she didn''t even see him eat it.


    Mo Yiheng slowly opened his eyes, side eyes to see her clever appearance.


    She shrank in the quilt, the whole person is very small, facing him, a hand pad in the side face below, hair tied a ball, plain face looks like a student.


    Round eyes with a trace of careful inquiry and concern.


    Care?


    Will she care about him now?


    Mo Yiheng was silent for a few seconds before he took his eyes back. He closed his eyes and said, "well." He let out a cry.


    Seeing him admit, Fang Jiamei was a little surprised, but it seemed nothing.


    Sipping her lips, Fang Jiamei looked at his side face and said, "that kind of medicine is bad for your health. You''d better not take it in the future. If you can''t sleep, you can do something else."


    She can understand that a successful man like him works a lot every day, has a lot of pressure, and can''t sleep normally, but he also has to learn how to solve it. How can he stand it just by taking drugs.


    Smell speech, Mo Yi Heng opens a pair of eyes again, labial horn draws up a side to see to her, "do something else?"


    Fang Jiamei nodded. She just wanted to say something about running before going to bed. Then she saw him holding his upper body above her. Her eyes were burning and her voice was low and sexy. "Then you should talk about what you should do in the middle of the night?"


    Heart "Dong", beating slowly, looking at the man''s eyes like a vast ocean, at this time the sea waves, like you can swallow at any time.


    Fang Jiamei blinked. For a moment, she was so nervous that she clenched her hands and stammered, "er Running before going to bed... "


    Mo Yiheng slowly lowered his head, kissing her lips, voice is very low, "tried."


    Fang Jiamei hid to the side, "er Take a hot bath. It''s very comfortable. "


    Moy Heng kisses her cheek. "It''s no use."


    "Well Are you going to see a doctor? "


    "Yes."


    As she continued to kiss him, Fang Jiamei quickly reached out and pushed him away, sat up on the head of the bed, grabbed the quilt and looked at him with a trace of fear in her eyes, "that I, I... "


    Mo Yiheng looked at her helpless appearance. The heat in her eyes went out instantly. Her throat rolled for a moment. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed and went into the bathroom