For the first time in his life, moshiqian felt that he could not control his anger.


    This is the first time since Chi Huan broke up with him that he felt really flustered.


    He remembered that Mrs. Larry had blocked her before. Although she deliberately calculated, even when she didn''t know, she didn''t have much deep emotion except for tiny vibration and real gratitude.


    But he knew too well that women would always be moved by such a trick.


    And this is not the fault of moving itself.


    It''s not human.


    But the more human it is, the more unstoppable it is.


    Anke came back with a bag of clothes, Mr. mo.


    Moshiqian still looked down at the woman sitting on the bench. He reached out his right hand and took the paper bag that Anke put on his hand.


    The next second, he bent over and hugged the woman directly.


    Chi Huan is stunned. He doesn''t expect him to hold her suddenly. What are you doing?


    The man didn''t look at her. He raised his eyes and asked Anke to empty a women''s bathroom.


    Anke lowered her eyebrows and looked down. She said respectfully.


    She walked ahead, and very fast.


    Moshiqian holds the woman in his arms and walks slowly across the hospital corridor with long legs. He answers her questions and goes to change clothes.


    I said I would not go.


    The man stops and looks at her with low eyes. His eyes are indifferent. Chi Huan, whether it''s for your own sake or for the sake of Moxi, you''d better not provoke me at this time.


    She looked at the expressionless outline of his face and closed her lips.


    When he went in with her in his arms, all the people in the women''s restroom who had just been kicked out looked at them in the same way.


    Chi Huan simply buried his face in his arms.


    Mo Shiqian is a little happier because of her unconscious action. The line of her jaw is not so tight.


    After all the people went out, Anke closed the door for them and kept it outside.


    That''s why the man put her down.


    Mo Shiqian took off her dirty coat without saying a word, spread it beside the washbasin, then sat up with her in his arms and changed all her clothes.


    Just change the one outside.


    The man''s tone is gentle, but his attitude is absolutely tough. Change it all.


    Moshiqian


    his hands are on her side, and his eyes are unfathomable. If you want to spend time with me here, I can accompany you to the end. Mosey is dead or alive, I don''t care.


    Chi Huan is biting her lips.


    For a while the two were at loggerheads.


    Finally, she first compromised and reached out to take off the sweater in her coat.


    The man took the clothes from the paper bag for her, and said lightly, all of them.


    Under her sweater is bra, which means that bra will be replaced.


    She didn''t know what to do with it.


    All of a sudden, an absurd thought came to mind.


    Chi Huan laughs. You don''t think I''ve stolen it from Moxi, so you want me to change this dress?


    Mo Qian lifts his eyelids, thin lips into a straight line, calm Road, want me to take off for you, and then wear it for you?


    Her pupils are slightly dilated.


    Does he really have this guess and idea?


    Breathing a smothering, she turned her face, you turn to me, back.


    The reason why Chi Huan let him recite the past is very simple. It''s not the same to see each other naked when rolling the bed sheets and change clothes with each other. Their time together is less than a year, not to mention the old husband and wife.


    Naturally, I will be embarrassed.


    She thinks so, but moshiqian doesn''t, especially at this sensitive moment.


    He would only feel that she was no longer willing to be close to him, and now she would not even let him see her body.


    The handsome face of a man is more gloomy, and his eyes are staring at her directly. He repeats it almost coldly. Do you change it by yourself or do I let you change it?


    I want you to turn around.


    He hooked his lips. Where have I never seen or touched your whole body? I can draw you naked with my eyes closed. Isn''t it too late for me to turn around now?


    Chi Huan''s eyes widened, and you stood in front of her modestly and straightly, with no half meaning of compromise or concession.


    In the end, she untied bra and changed all her clothes.


    The man casually put the changed clothes back into the paper bag.


    No sooner had she been taken down to make up her clothes than the door rang.


    It''s the respectful voice of Anke outside. Mr. Mo, here comes the towel.


    Moshiqian went to open the door, took the towel, turned on the hot water of the faucet, scrubbed her forceful hands several times, then wrung them dry, gently and meticulously wiped her face.I wiped her hand again.


    After being tossed about so much, Chi Huan really found himself much more comfortable.


    Compared with that just now, I can''t say it''s clean and fresh, and I don''t feel numb and cold.


    The man threw the towel into the trash can and was handed the changed clothes to Anke. This was the most indifferent way. Now you can go and have a look. Moxi is dead or alive.


    Chi Huan looks up at him. Can you not talk so hard?


    He put one hand into his trouser pocket, looked down at her, and said lightly, you''d better not have a day that makes me look bad.


    She turned sideways to the door.


    The man followed without saying a word, keeping a half step distance.


    Just about 20 minutes later, Moxi has been transferred from the emergency room to the advanced ward.


    In the ward, except for the doctor, he is the Secretary of mosiger.


    The doctor is just about to go out.


    Chi Huan looks at the comatose man lying on the hospital bed. His throat is a little dry. How is he?


    The doctor stroked his glasses and almost hurt his kidney. Fortunately, he didn''t hurt his internal organs, but the wound was deep and bleeding too much. He should be able to wake up before tomorrow morning.


    Her tense nerves finally slackened.


    Chi Huan goes to the bedside.


    She asked one of the secretaries, didn''t Mrs. Mo come?


    Mrs. Mo is now in Australia, just contacted, and is ready to return home.


    Well, good.


    She takes her eyes back. Please watch for a while. I''ll come back later.


    The secretary looked at the man at the door and looked at her again. He didn''t dare to say much, but said, "naturally, I will take good care of her. Miss Chi doesn''t have to worry.".


    Chi Huan turns to go outside.


    When I got to the door, I took the man''s arm, and the other hand closed the door.


    She took his arm and walked on.


    Mo Shiqian looks down at her holding the fingers of her wrist, white and soft. He doesn''t ask or say anything.


    Chi Huan takes her to the roof of the hospital.