When she was going to be paralyzed in his arms because of breathing difficulties, moshiqian finally released her hand and let go of her from her lips and tongue. At that time, Chi Huan''s pale face was already red and his mouth was full of the taste of men.


    She did not care about anything else, left hand on the edge of the bed, low head panting.


    Until the man''s husky sexy voice sounded overhead, and covered with a thin layer of laughter, "does it taste good? Or do we have porridge? " Chi Huan is angry.


    The anger didn''t even know whether it was to him or to herself.


    The fingers clenched the bed sheet, then suddenly released it, and then suddenly looked up. The hand raised was just a slap thrown in the past --


    the slap fell down, and the man''s cold and soft voice had already sounded, "if you want me to sleep in the hospital, you can do it --"


    chi Huan''s hands were frozen in the air.


    Looking at the handsome face close to you, you can breathe more and more quickly and disorderly.


    Her face is red and her eyes are red.


    The chest is even more ups and downs.


    This look is very good.


    "Mo Shiqian, in your present position, is it not a joke to bully a woman like this?"


    His brow is slightly raised, his lips are hooked, and his radian is very shallow, but the implication is extraordinarily sexy and abominable. "With my current status, even a woman can''t bully, what''s the meaning?"


    A bang.


    There are several layers of different kinds of breakfast in the heat preservation box at the head of the bed, all of which are swept to the ground by Chi Huan.


    He made a sound of frame, which made a mess of the whole place.


    Mo Shiqian looks at her coldly.


    In fact, the eyes can only be said to be calm, but the cool behind is thin.


    And this point is as cold as a thin and dense ice needle.


    Especially after the "warmth" just now.


    When the reason was broken up, those grievances which had already been pressed under the abyss of emotion were finally uncontrolled, a little bit of tumbling up, mixed with impotent anger, hovered over her heart, forming an indescribable feeling.


    Mo Shi glanced down at the woman holding the white knuckled fingers of the bed sheet, reached out and stroked her cheek again, and said with a light smile, "happy, how can you be like a child, angry with me, angry with me, why take some dead things out? Those are your breakfast. What did you eat when you dropped them? "


    He moved his hand from her cheek to her forehead. "He can still lose his temper and see that most of the patients are cured."


    Then he rang the bell at the head of the bed. Whether the nurse did it or not, he asked quietly, "clean up the ground and send another piece of porridge."


    Her voice was weak and hoarse, "ink is modest!"


    Men are indifferent.


    He got up, bypassed the mess in the area, and went back to the window. "Twenty minutes."


    The nurse looked at his back, and then looked at the most popular new movie in the near future, big beauty Chi Huan. Although she didn''t know the specific identity of the man, she still didn''t dare to make a noise. She quickly went out to ask someone to come in and clean up, and then came back with a bowl of white porridge.


    Chi Huan watched the young nurse come in with porridge, looked at her on the bed, and walked behind the man. The thin voice line was obviously gentler than usual, and there was a voice that could not be said but was obviously slightly coquettish, "sir Porridge you want There''s no time in the hospital, so I went out to buy it. I''m sorry for the delay. "


    The young girl''s appearance of nostalgia for spring blocked Chi Huan''s heart.


    In fact, she understood that when Mo Shiqian stood there, the height of one meter eight seven and the good-looking appearance were enough to make the little girl''s heart beat faster.


    It has been said for a long time that power is the aphrodisiac of women, while men in high positions in the last period have been clearly branded in his aura. Even if you don''t know who he is, you can see at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.


    But the more you understand, the more accurately you can capture that feeling.


    It has nothing to do with her, but Chi Huan still turns his head to one side and doesn''t look at them.


    Mo Shiqian just turned around and saw her move.


    He lowered his head, glanced at the young nurse''s face, looked at his coquettish smile, reached out and took the porridge. "It''s OK," the man held up the corner of his lips, smiled a little, "thank you."


    "Nothing, nothing Then I''ll go out first. If you need anything, sir, please call me again. "


    "Good."


    The nurse stepped back two steps before turning to the door.


    Chi Huan still accidentally sees the red ear root.


    Her breathing was even worse.


    He is gentler than before, not to her, but to everyone.


    Mo Shiqian returns to the bed with porridge.


    Chi Huan has calmed down. She looks at him, looks at the bowl in his hand, reaches out her hand and says coldly, "I drink it myself."


    It''s not a bowl of porridge.


    What is a bowl of porridge worth making noise about.The man looked at her "obedience" and his eyes narrowed.


    But instead of handing the bowl to her, he reached out and put it back on the head of the bed.


    Chi Huan frowned. "What are you doing?"


    He got up and went to the sofa against the wall, on which was the suit he had taken off after entering and the tie he had removed. He bent down to pick up the tie and walked back.


    Chi Huan doesn''t know what he wants to do, but he still has a bad premonition, so he can''t help but want to step back when he is approaching. Only the injection needle is still in his right hand. When she hesitates to pull out the needle, the man has returned to him.


    "What did moshiqian do? Are you crazy?"


    The man''s long and bony 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, so that I don''t need to do it again." he knelt on her side with one knee, the distance between the two people was extremely close, so close that she could feel the temperature of his body, more clearly smell the smell of his body, dumb and pale However, before the injection is finished, if you pull out the needle Don''t blame me for bullying the feverish. "


    What does this bullying mean? Chi Huan must have understood it.


    She almost raised her voice and shrieked, "what do you want to do?"


    Chi Huan soon knew what he was going to do.


    He is going to feed her porridge.


    To be exact, it''s either feeding or disgusting.


    Originally, the tasteless porridge was forcibly crossed by the man pinching her jaw.


    Chi Huan was so angry that tears fell down.


    Kissed again.


    The man''s thin lips are her lips, which are cold with smile and deep evil and cold. "Let you drop my things," he said, biting her lips lightly, full of condescending taunts. "Look at you, what can you do with me?"