At ordinary times, he looked cold and tough, as if the sky would not fall down. At this moment, he was lying on the hospital bed lifeless, without fierce coldness, only pale and weak.

No matter how powerful and invincible people are, they will also have a weak side.

And that's what happened to him.

Tang Xinyan has always been soft hearted. When he was alive, she could take care of him, but he was so ill that he couldn't even get out of bed. She couldn't turn a blind eye to him.

Pushing the door open, she went in with porridge.

Put porridge on the cabinet beside the hospital bed, and Tang Xinyan looks at the sleeping man on the hospital bed.

He didn't look very well. He was a little pale and haggard. The stubble on his jaw came out, and he had a strong masculine charm in his falling.

He frowned, and she found that he liked to frown whether he was asleep or awake.

Maybe there is something deep in my mind!

Standing by the bed staring at him for a while, covering the quilt for him and taking back her eyes, she was about to turn and leave when her wrist was suddenly caught.

She was startled.

Did he wake up?

Before she looked at him, he suddenly pulled her to him.

She clenched her hands into fists and pressed them against his hard chest.

"What are you doing here?" Overhead, came the man's deep voice.

Tang Xinyan's scalp was numb, and she bit her lip. "I heard that your stomach is bleeding. I made some porridge."

"Don't you want to stop pestering?"

When he spoke, the warm breath sprinkled on her thin and tender skin, and her face was burning like a fire.

It's true that she also hates such herself.

I can't forgive him, but I can't rest assured.

I was more nervous than anyone when I heard that he had a bleeding stomach.

It's probably the feeling of a person being miserable. Sometimes, his emotions are not controlled by himself.

"Now that you're all right, I'll go first."

She tried to pull back her wrist, but he held it tightly.

He looked at her for a few seconds, his voice softened a little, "feed me."

Tang Xinyan, "your hand is OK."

Mo Chi Wei stretched out his right hand, which broke the skin on the wall last night and wrapped around the gauze, "I can't eat by myself."

"Your left hand can."

Mo Chi Wei black Mou paint of looking at her, "really don't feed?"

"No, hello."

Captain Mo Chi rang the bedside bell.

After a while, the young nurse came in, "Mr. Mo, what can I do for you?"

Mo Chi Wei sexy thin lips if there seems to be no hook up, "my hand is not convenient, can you feed me porridge?"

The little nurse blushed and said, "yes, of course."

When Tang Xinyan sees that Mo Chiwei, who has always been a strict and unsophisticated man, is kind to the little nurse and asks the little nurse to feed him, she is not angry.

Can calm down a think, is she don't want to have intersection with him, he let who feed, and she has what relationship?

Didn't she want to cut off her relationship with him? She should leave, leave quickly, and never show up in front of him again.

After the thought came to her mind, she went out of the ward in a hurry.

Mo Chi Wei saw her leave, quickly opened the quilt and chased her out.

Tang Xinyan is held by Mo Chi Wei in the corridor. Regardless of other people's eyes, he holds her in his arms.

He hugged her from behind, strong body, close to her back.

"Mrs. Mo, can't you see that I deliberately made you jealous?" He put his thin lips on her ear, and his voice was low and dumb. "I'd rather starve than let other women feed me."

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