It turns out that she came back

She finally understood why Su Mo Han was becoming more and more absent-minded and irritable recently.

Ye Fei and LV Jing nodded, quietly walked to the bedside, put the heat preservation barrel in his hand on the head of the bed, and carefully helped him pull up the quilt. He felt that he was a bit embarrassed to stay here.

Lu Jing explained in a low voice: "he was not seriously injured. He just scratched a little skin. He had a fever a few days ago."

Ye Fei nodded and reached for his forehead.

His forehead was boiling hot, even though he was in the infusion, the temperature did not fall down, so that ye Fei could not help frowning.

Taking off her coat, ye Fei went to the bathroom to wring a cold towel and came back to help him apply it on her forehead.

Su Mohan didn't wake up all the time, and ye Fei stayed with him all the time. LV Jing was staring at the tiny scar on her eyebrow bone, and she was a little distracted.

I don't know what I'm thinking about, but after a moment's hesitation, she finally got up and left first, intending to leave this place for the men and women who had been separated for a long time.

Ye Fei is still at the bedside, looking at his closed eyes, some heartache, she quietly looked at him, eyes with a touch of deep greed.

I don't know how long after that, when she came back to God, ye Fei's fingers had gently stroked his face and slipped down his nose on his mouth.

Although two people have been getting marriage certificates for some days, but for such a long time, they have not seen him well.

In three years, he became more calm and mature, with a little strange, but also particularly let her feel familiar.

When ye Fei lost his mind, Su Mohan suddenly opened her eyes, and her sharp Phoenix eyes were like two sharp arrows, which were directly on her face, which made her heart panic for a moment, and took back her hands in some confusion.

"Are you awake? Is the injury serious... "

"Who let you in."

Su Mo Han's voice is a little weak and hoarse, but the tone is cold and does not bring a little emotion, which makes Ye Fei feel cold.

"I just came to see you. I made some porridge for you. You can have some." Ye Fei's face is always hung with a smile. She turns a blind eye to the cold anger in his eyes, as if her skin is rough and her flesh is thick.

Su Mohan sat up and threw the towel on his forehead to the ground and sneered: "I didn't expect that your skin has become so thick now, but it is also true. If it had not been for this, how could you have run to this little face to flatter me at the beginning?"

She did not respond to his ridicule. She opened the incubator and scooped a spoonful of porridge to him: "you are sick now, your body is the most empty, eat something to get better soon."

"Get out of here!" Looking at her this pair of attentive appearance, Su Mo Han inexplicably irritable, a palm pushed away the plain hand in front of her.

Delicate soup instantly spilled out, spilled leaf Fei full hand, porridge spoon also suddenly fell on the snow-white quilt, and the side of the heat preservation bucket was also overturned to the ground.

Soup water sprinkled all over the ground, splashing a lot on the body of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei looks at the result that she has been busy for a long time and drops her eyes in silence.

Why is he angry again?

It wasn't good just now

Su Mo Han is also stunned for a moment, staring at her slightly red hand, inexplicably feel particularly dazzling, some irritable turn head, deep voice mouth: "I don't want to see you, roll."