Chapter 180

In fact, she is actually smarter than most women. She just follows him silently. When he needs her, she will show up. If he doesn't, she will stay away.

Even if every time I see him holding another woman, even if a woman leaves his bed again and again, even if her heartache seems to be dripping blood, but she tells herself again and again that he is just playing a trick. Only if you know the general situation and have a good attitude, he will leave you by his side. She tells himself again and again, and finally gets him That person of, must be oneself!

Until the appearance of Ye Fei, as a woman, she was sensitive to a touch of uneasiness, and this uneasiness began to expand gradually with the appearance of Ye Fei, and this expansion even started to make her lose her mind and lose her state of mind again and again.

Shi Xiangwan gets up to help Su Mo Han change a towel and puts it on his forehead after throwing it again.

Looking at his long eyelashes, a heart couldn't help but jump. Her eyes went down a little bit along his high nose and fell on his cold thin lips. She could not help but bend down a little bit to kiss the cold thin lips.

Shi Xiangwan gently closed his eyes, the heart beat very fast, with a touch of light uneasiness, but more is looking forward to.

But just when she was about to meet the man she had been dreaming of, a huge force pushed on her, without pity, she was directly thrown to the ground.

Shi Xiangwan was surprised and looked up at Su Mo's dark eyes. The two dark eyes were like two black gemstones. When she looked at her, she felt ashamed and felt that she had no place to hide.

Su Mohan has sat up, disgusted to throw away the towel on his forehead, coldly looked at the woman on the ground, picked up one side of the Nightgown, put it on his body, sat down before the tea table and lit a cigarette.

Shi Xiangwan didn't feel embarrassed either. He quickly adjusted himself, stood up and said with a gentle smile: "Su Shao, you haven't abated your fever. I'll cook some light porridge for you. What flavor do you like?"

Su Mo Han smokes cigarettes and stares at her mobile phone, ignoring her.

However, Shi Xiangwan was still very interested in saying again: "otherwise, boil some mung bean porridge, clear the fire to heat or digest, and then pack a few steamed buns, which should help to recover."

"Well." Su Mo is still staring at the phone.

Shi Xiangwan, who got the response, was very happy. She felt that the sun was shining and her mood was flying. She put on her apron and went into the kitchen. It was like every woman's dream to make a delicious meal for her beloved man.

Five minutes later, Su Mohan called Chu Zheng.

"Hello? Sir, are you awake? " Chu Zheng's tone is full of visible joy.

"Well, you come here."

"Well, I'll be there in five minutes." After Chu Zheng hung up the phone, after a while, he came to the room.

Standing in front of the tea table, looking at Su Mo Han, who had no blood on his face, he could not help but frown and said, "master, I will call Dr. Huang again."

"No more." Su Mohan stopped him directly. Chu Zheng had to stop, but he was still worried about his injury.

"Give me your cell phone." Su Mohan opened his mouth again

Chu Zheng was a little stunned, took out his mobile phone and handed it to Su Mohan.

Su Mohan casually removed the cell phone battery, and then left it on the coffee table: "there is a tracking device inside."